LOGINLilian’s POV.
“You–you want me to strip?” I asked, wanting to make sure that I'd heard the right thing.
His face darkened, his eyes sparkling with desire, “Lil stepsis, don't make me repeat myself.”
He leaned against the wall, folding his arms while his cock bounced softly in the air. His eyes stayed fixed on me as I began undressing myself.
I grabbed the ropes of my robe, pulling them loose. The thick cotton material dropped down my shoulders, revealing my bare body as I had no underwear on.
Leon’s cock swelled into hardness as his eyes raked my body. I bit hard on my lips, crossing my arms over my boobs as I became self conscious. I'd never been naked in front of him, so doing that right now made me develop goosebumps.
“Drop your hands. I want to see your boobs,” he demanded, and my hands lost their grip on my chest.
Emotions bubbled in my throat but no words came out. My eyes stayed fixed on him, watching how his eyes moved from my right to my left boob. He stared so hard that I concluded he was making a mental print of my boobs.
Then he closed the distance between us, his hands cupping both of my boobs at the same time. I gasped from the contact, melting from the feel of his cold hands on my hot skin.
“You like when I touch your boobs, don't you?” He whispered, his fingers rolling around both of my nipples.
My thighs clenched with need, my insides burning with need. My chest rose and fell, his grip on my nipples tightening with every fall.
Fuck.
He pinched my nipples, squeezing my entire boob and repeating the act again. That literally made my brain experience short circuits. I gasped, a small whimper tearing through my throat.
“Use your words,” he instructed, one of his hands moving up to my neck.
He tightened his grip around my neck–not enough to kill but enough to make me feel the pressure. And then his other hand kneaded both of my boobs simultaneously. Now, that right there had me moaning.
“I do. I love when you caress my boobs like that,” the words finally spewed out of me, my words dying in another soft moan.
Right after that, he moved the hand on my boobs down my body in slow, hot trails. His fingers only stopped when they were in my folds. He cupped me under there, sliding his hand back and forth, my slick greasing his palms, teasing me even more.
“So wet. So the whole time you were horny for me? Dirty stepsister,” he breathed a smirk, rubbing even faster.
My folds felt like they were on fire. I moaned loudly, clutching his shoulders as my thighs clenched his palms beneath me, heightening the sensation. Then he slid a finger in between my folds, parting my pussy lips.
“Leon! Please…” I cried, grinding my hips against his palm.
“What?” He asked, adding another finger.
I shuddered as his fingers made lines on either side of my folds, teasing my swollen clit. My cunt throbbed endlessly, my heart racing like I was running a marathon.
The frustration that came from what he was doing to me was that he was doing enough to make me crave more but not enough to satisfy me.
“Please…please don't stop,” I choked out, clenching my thighs even tighter around his palm.
Just then he pulled his palm beneath me, flipping me over. My hard nipples pressed against the cold walls, the feel teasing me while my clit throbbed incessantly, aching from the sudden stop.
Leon took both of my hands, pinning them against the wall and then pressed himself close to me–close enough to feel his hard cock between my ass.
“Feel that? That's what is going to be inside you by the time I'm done teasing you. If you want it, you'll do as I say, okay?” His raspy voice came from behind me.
“Okay,” I replied, already rubbing my ass against his crotch.
“TAP!”
My ass sizzled from the spank, my core clenching tightly with need.
“Naughty girl, already rubbing her ass against my cock. So needy,” Leon's mockery came from behind.
But from the way my insides squirmed, I doubt my body recognized that as degradation.
“Spread your legs,” He ordered and my legs parted immediately.
Leon slid two of his fingers into me without warning, making my body stiffen before melting into relief. My core clenched around his fingers, my body hungrily chasing the pleasure those hands were giving me.
“Yes, just like that. Up and down, faster,” he ordered and I moved even faster, my moans echoing through my ears.
All I could think of was the way those hands curled inside my hot cunt, the way his thumb rubbed my clit as he finger–fucked me.
Christ.
I felt like I was losing my mind.
“Uhnn, Leon, Le–mhmm,” I moaned, bobbing my ass back and forth on his fingers.
My insides were contracting and releasing, my core dripping with even more slickness. My sweaty hands pressed against the wall, my breaths washing over my face.
“Look at you, chasing an orgasm from my fingers. I'll make you cum so hard that you'll be unable to work. Your cunt is so hot, makes me want to replace my hands with my cock,” Leon grunted behind me, pushing his fingers deeper.
I yelped from the feel, loving how his filthy mouth made me even more needy. Every nerve in my body focused on the orgasms I was chasing. My folds soon grew so sensitive that I literally trembled from every thrust.
The wet sounds of his fingers pushing into my pussy echoed through the room, mixing with my short breaths.
“Come on now. Cum for me. Make my fingers slick with your juice. Do it,” He demanded, spanking me right after.
My core clenched as I arched my back, the build up of my orgasm pushing through me. My body tensed and after four sloppy thrusts, my orgasm burst through me, making my entire body shudder.
I moaned loudly, rolling my ass around his fingers as the after effect of my orgasm washed through me. My legs grew weak but then he held my waist to steady me.
My heavy breaths soon dropped and then he turned me around to face him. He crashed his lips onto mine, the feel of his lips making my clit throb painfully.
Then he pulled away, the lust in his eyes now replaced with a strange emotion that I couldn't pinpoint.
My lips still tingled from the kiss, my face literally flushed from the pleasure he'd given me.
But his next few words felt like cold water, stripping me of those feelings.
“You're going to get out of this room and pretend that none of this ever happened.”
Lilian’s POVI woke up with my head resting on Leon’s chest and one of his hands curled around my waist.Sunlight slipped through the curtains, exposing the clothes scattered across the floor. My bra hung from the bedside lamp while Leon’s trousers had somehow ended up close to the door.I could barely remember how they got there.After our first round, we had rested for less than fifteen minutes before starting again. Leon made good on several promises he had whispered during our video calls, and by the time we finally slept, my entire body felt exhausted.I lifted my head carefully.Leon’s eyes remained closed, but a satisfied smile curved his lips.“I know you’re awake,” I whispered.“I’m sleeping.”“You’re smiling.”“I’m having a good dream.”I pinched his nipple.His eyes flew open. “Violent woman.”“You deserve it.”Leon rolled over without warning, trapping me beneath him. I laughed as he pinned my wrists above my head.“Should I remind you who was begging me not to stop last n
Lilian’s POVLeon carried me into the bedroom, my legs locked around his waist, my body rubbing against the hard length of his dick with every step. The friction alone left me breathless.Six months.I had spent six months imagining this moment, but none of those fantasies compared to the heat of his hands gripping my ass or the thick pressure of his cock straining against me through our clothes.He lowered me onto the bed and stood between my thighs.For several seconds Leon only stared. His chest rose and fell heavily, eyes travelling slowly from my face down to the place between my legs. The hunger in them made my pussy clench.“Why are you looking at me like that?” I whispered.“Because I need to make sure you’re really here.”I reached for his shirt and pulled him closer. “Touch me, and you’ll know.”A low sound escaped him. He pushed my shirt upward and off, then unhooked my bra. The straps slipped down my arms. Leon’s hands closed over my breasts, thumbs brushing my hardened ni
Lilian’s POVSix months sounded like a short time when Leon asked me to give it to him.Living through those months was a different matter.I attended my lectures, completed every assignment and pretended that being in another country did not make me feel like a prisoner. My mother called every Sunday, but our conversations never lasted more than five minutes.She asked about school, food and the weather.She never asked about Leon.I never offered to tell her.Leon and I spoke every day, although we had to be careful during the first few weeks. He found a job at a private fitness centre and rented a small apartment close to it. He refused every offer Cole made to lend him money, insisting that he needed to prove he could build a life without his father’s help.Our late-night video calls were the only things keeping me sane.Sometimes we talked until one of us fell asleep. Other nights, our conversations were not so innocent.Leon would lower his voice and tell me everything he wanted
Lillian's POVLeon caught my wrist as I attempted to move away.“You don’t get to make that decision for both of us,” he said.“I’m trying to protect you.”“And I am trying to choose you.”Before I could respond, Leon released me and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his car keys, dropping them on the centre table. Next came his wallet. He removed two bank cards and placed them beside the keys.My eyes widened.“Leon, don’t.”He ignored me.“I’ll move out tonight,” he told his father. “I’ll find somewhere else to stay, and I’ll get a job that has nothing to do with your company.”“You will come crawling back within a week,” his father spat.“Maybe. But if I do, it will not be because I regret loving Lilian.”My mother shook her head repeatedly. “Have both of you lost your minds?”Perhaps we had.I did not know what else could explain the fact that a few hours ago, Leon had been inside me while I cried about losing him. Now, he was standing in front of our parents, giving up every
Lilian’s POV“What?” I breathed, staring at my mother as if she had suddenly started speaking another language.“You heard me,” she replied coldly. “You will leave tomorrow morning, and you will not return until Leon is married.”My knees hurt against the floor, but the pain was nothing compared to the panic tearing through my chest.Until Leon was married?That could be months. It could be years.Worse, she expected me to stay away while another woman took the man I loved.“Mom, please.” I struggled to stand, wiping my wet cheeks with trembling fingers. “You can send me away for a few months if that will make you feel better, but you cannot ask me to wait until Leon marries someone else.”Her expression hardened. “Why not? Is that not the only way to end this madness?”My stomach twisted painfully.She was not sending me away to punish me. She wanted Leon to replace me.The thought of him holding another woman, kissing her and making love to her made something ugly crawl beneath my s
Lilian's POV.The atmosphere in the living room was so thick with tension that I found it difficult to breathe.Cole stormed out of the room after seeing us, and he called out parents immediately. They were already on their way home when they got the call.He didn't utter a word to us after that, he just packed his belongings and left the mansion, leaving us to face the aftermath of our actions.My mother sat on the couch, her hands clasped together while her legs shook on their own. My stepfather on the other hand just kept pacing up and down, visibly restless.Since they arrived, they'd not uttered one word, yet I'd already cried my eyes out. Regret rested on my shoulders like a heavy weight and no matter how much I sobbed, the feeling remained.Leon and I stood beside each other, the both of us occasionally exchanging glances between each other. We knew we shouldn't have explored this, but it was too late to make amends.My eyes darted over to my mother who now had tears rolling do







