Sorry the previous chapter is My Step mum is hot Recap 2 not midnight Nurse Writer's POV “Elijah—” her voice broke, torn between warning and plea. “Stop… I can’t—”But she didn’t push him away. She didn’t dare take a hand from the wheel. The car kept speeding down the highway, the dark blur of trees rushing past, while his hand slid up her thigh.He chuckled against her skin, tongue teasing in circles that made her legs tremble. “You don’t sound like you want me to stop.”Her heart thudded painfully. She was older, she knew better, she’d told herself she wouldn’t let this go too far. But the heat coiling low in her stomach, the wetness soaking her panties, those betrayed her far more than her words did.“Elijah,” she hissed again, a mix of guilt and desperate need. “We’re in the car. I’m driving.”“Exactly.” His voice was deep, steady, confident. “You can’t stop me. You just have to take it… and focus on the road.”His fingers slipped under her skirt, grazing the sensitive inside of
I was finally alone.Door locked, lights low, Netflix running some show I wasn’t even watching. My head was a mess, images of earlier still flashing every time I blinked. Lily moaning under me, then her mum’s tits spilling out when I grabbed her.I dragged a hand through my hair and exhaled sharply. My cock still twitched at the memory, but I forced myself to ignore it, sinking deeper into the bed.That’s when I heard a knock.A steady, firm knock.Before I could even answer, the door creaked open, and my dad leaned halfway inside.“Elijah,” he said, his tone casual. “Are you busy?”I sat up, trying to school my face. “Not really. What’s up?”He gave a faint smile, like he’d just remembered something small. “Could you do me a quick favor? I need a new pack of shaving sticks from the store. I was about to head out, but since you’re here, maybe you can grab it for me.”For a second, I just stared at him. My father. The man whose wife I’d nearly torn apart an hour ago.“Yeah…” I cleared
Elijah's POV Lily ran out the moment she saw her mum. Gosh she caught us again. Seriously,I can't leave that girl, she's tighter.She stood there, chest heaving, the thin bra barely holding the weight of her tits. Up close, every small tremble of her body read like an invitation. My hand wrapped around her wrist as she raised the hand to strike, and instead of flinching she didn’t pull away, something in her eyes shifted from fury to a raw, dangerous want.“You crazy son of a bitch,” she spat, but the slap died on the air when I held her hand. I didn’t say sorry. Didn’t apologize. I looked at the swell of her breast, the way the strap had slipped, and my mouth went dry.“Promise me you won’t be near my girl again,” she said, lip trembling, tears spilling down. There was pleading there, but also resolve. My smile was slow and hungry.“If she comes to me again, I’ll bend her over and fuck her like a mad man,” I said, and a surge of something hot and ugly tightened in her posture. She
“Fuck…” I hissed, lining myself up. My cock slid along her slit once, dragging across her clit, and she shuddered. She was wet, drenched like she’d been waiting for this moment all night.I shoved in deep, one brutal thrust, filling her pussy to the hilt.“Ahhh!” she screamed, muffling her mouth against the cushion.“That’s it,” I grunted, gripping her hips and slamming into her, harder, faster, every stroke making her ass jiggle, her tits swinging under her. “Take it, bitch. Take every fucking inch of my cock.”I couldn’t stop. The forbidden thrill, the tight clutch of her cunt, it all drove me insane. My hips snapped against her ass, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room along with her muffled moans.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!I smacked her ass again, then grabbed her cheeks, spreading her wide as I pounded into her. Her pussy squeezed me, milking me, making me groan.“Beg me,” I growled, pulling her hair back so her face lifted. “Beg me to ruin you.”“Please, fuck me harder!” she
Her mouth was a mess of spit and need, strings of it dripping down my shaft as she gagged herself on me over and over. The sight alone made me want to lose it inside her throat, but I wasn’t done yet. Not by a long shot.I gripped her hair, pulling her off with a wet pop. Her lips were swollen, glistening, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.“Enough,” I growled, pushing her back against the counter. “Now it’s my turn.”Her eyes went wide as I shoved her tights down in one brutal tug, the thin fabric ripping at the seam. She gasped, but she didn’t stop me. Didn’t push me away.Her pussy was right there, bare, wet, already glistening like she’d been waiting for me this whole time.“Fuck…” I muttered, almost laughing at the sight. “Dad’s been eating like a king.”I dropped to my knees before she could answer, spreading her thighs wide until she nearly stumbled back against the fridge. Her scent hit me first—sweet, musky, intoxicating. My cock twitched, but I ignored it. R
The scrub top stretched over her chest, not hiding a damn thing, just making me wonder what those breasts looked like bouncing free. Did they admit me to a hospital or a whore house? I really can't say.She leaned over me to set a tray on the table. That’s when I noticed her ass, round, full, straining her uniform like it was about to burst.Fuck.I shifted in bed, my cock twitching with a mind of its own. I was still half hard from earlier, and the sight of this nurse bending over me didn’t help.She bent further, reaching for something just out of her grasp, and I had the perfect angle. Her top gaped slightly at the neckline, giving me a flash of cleavage, soft skin begging to be sucked. My mouth watered. This was another level of temptation served right to my bed.I licked my lips without shame, eyes locked on the deep valley between her tits.If she noticed, she didn’t say anything. But her cheeks turned the faintest pink when she straightened and caught the way I was staring.“