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On Your Knees, Stepsister She's here
We resumed walking, slower now, with my fingers laced through his. He mentioned the house and the nursery they'd finally finished painting in light red because I liked the colour. Besides, we didn't want to follow the normal blue for boys and pink for girls. Hell, I don't mind if my baby boy likes pink and my baby girl loves blue or even black. “The crib came yesterday,” he said. “I put it together myself. Took four hours and I only swore twice.”“I'm sure it's perfect.” I knew he was waiting for praise. That's my damned lover. He might act as if he didn't care for every little thing, but he liked it whenever I appreciated every damned little thing he did. Talking about cribs, he told me this last night before I went to sleep, so I already knew what would come next and how to respond to his questions. He didn't disappoint my expectations at all. “It's crooked. One side is higher than the other. But it's sturdy.” He grinned. “She'll never know.”“Of course, she won't,” I agreed. “Sh
On Your Knees, Stepsister Just the beginning
LYLAHTwo Months LaterThe mirror is definitely lying. I can't prove it, but I know. I can't be the woman in this mirror. She looked so unlike me. My face was rounder, and my body was now bigger than it had ever been. The baby had dropped low, and every movement I made felt like I was having a damned freaking battle with the Grim Reaper. “You're beautiful,” Kielan said from the doorway, and I turned with a raised brow. “You can't be serious.”“Of course I am.” He smiled, looking at me with awe. His eyes were practically sparkling as he looked at me.“My feet look like something a frog spat on,” I muttered as I waddled toward him. “And I haven't seen my ankles in three weeks.” It was frustrating when I couldn't even do the basic things I used to do. Everything I did felt like a fucking damned chore. When I got to him, he knelt without hesitation. His hands were gentle as he slipped my swollen feet into the soft slippers he'd bought after I complained about the ones I was wearing pre
On Your Knees, Stepsister Mark me
KIELANI didn't wait to be told twice. You could say I was addicted to her taste. I'd been between her thighs a hundred times before she carried my child, but now, she tasted different. It could be because she was fuller now. Her scent had deepened into something I couldn't name, something that made my mouth water before I even touched her.I helped her out of the cotton maternity undies she was wearing. Despite making it sound like she didn't want to do it, she was already wet; so fucking wet. I spread her open with my thumbs and stared at the pink folds before I lowered my mouth to my feast and dragged my tongue up through her slick folds in one long, slow taste.She gasped. That first taste, fuck. It was Sweet and salty and her. Her hips bucked, and I pressed her back down.“Fuck,” she breathed. I took my time. I dragged my tongue from her entrance to her clit, feeling every ridge and every flutter of her muscles. She was clenching desperately for contact, and I gave it to her.
On Your Knees, Stepsister I already love her
LYLAHThe days that followed were the best. Kielan kept me on the bed most of the time, and I made sure I fed him. I had Jack employ a cook just so he wouldn't have to make his meals himself. I needed him fed enough so he would return to how he was before chemo. So far, there had been improvements. I hadn't seen his ribs for days now. Compared to how slim he looked when he returned from the hospital, he was getting healthier by the day.“What are you thinking of?” he asked the moment he stepped into the room.I was sitting on the bed, staring out the window while thinking of him.I grinned. “You.”“Of course, I already know that.” Smirking, he closed the distance between us, got on the bed and placed his head on my thighs. He placed his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.I rubbed the hair on his head. It was growing, even though it wasn't at a faster pace. In a month or two, it would be full enough for me to tug on them without—Wait a damned minute. In two months, I won't be thi
On Your Knees, Stepsister Where I want to be
“Faster,” she breathed. “Please, Kielan, faster.”I gave it to her faster. “I'm close,” she gasped. “Don't stop, don't please — “I didn't. I kept moving and thrusting with my eyes fixed on hers, and when she came, it was like watching something break open, something beautiful and raw and utterly hers. Her body arched, her cry filled the room, and her pussy clenched around my dick. The wave of the pull dragged me under, and I came with her, my release buried deep inside her, my mouth finding hers, my arms wrapping around her and holding her as I'd never let go.We stayed like that for a long moment. Breathing, shaking, and holding each other. Her fingers traced patterns on my back, and I pressed my face into her neck, smelling her.After a while, she shifted. “You're heavy,” she said, but she was smiling. She tightened her arms around me and didn't let go for some seconds.I pulled out slowly and rolled to the side, gathering her against me with her back to my chest, and my hand on h
On Your Knees, Stepsister Don't complain if it's too much
We both had a bath after resting. We didn't talk, but we kept touching each other as if we couldn't get enough of one another. Lylah was more touchy than she had ever been. When we got back to the bed, I thought she would let me rest, but she raised a brow. “Don't tell me you're done?”I frowned at the question. “Why?”She glared. “Who was the man who promised not to let me out of the bed until he's finished with me?”I smiled. “What did I just train?”“A sex-crazed monster.” She grinned. “Besides, I've been lonely since you were admitted. Don't you think you should reward me for being the best lover any man could ever ask for?” She lifted a brow. “So, you're not sore?”She shook his head. I smirked at that. “Don't complain tomorrow.”She made a face. “That's if you know how to work your dick.” She looked down at my body. “It's hard already. Just use it well, and I'll be happy.”“Who am I to refuse my beautiful lover?”“It better be worth it.” “Don't dare me.” She grinned. “What
On Your Knees, Stepsister You don't have to handle it alone
LYLAHI took my time, even though I wanted to nod the moment he asked that question. Spending the day with him meant I got to see him more instead of spending my entire day trying not to think of him disappearing.“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. You're busy and won't —”“I'm not doing anything,
On Your Knees, Stepsister A fool in love
Yawning, I drew up from the bed, stretching. I rubbed my eyes and stretched once more as I reached towards his side of the bed and came up with nothing. I turned instantly, eyes wide. He was gone from the bed, and for one dreadful second, panic clawed up my throat. Again?Then I heard it, water run
On Your Knees, Stepsister I always want you to come back
He didn’t answer. Instead, he shrugged off his jacket and tossed it on the chair.“You look like shit,” I snapped because he did. And because if I didn’t stay mad, I’d cry. “Where were you?”He stopped near the bed, looked down at me, and for once, he didn’t have a smart answer. He just looked … w
On Your Knees, Stepsister Don't talk to me like that
I didn't know how long I sat on that couch, staring at the door, long after Mr Stone left. He had given me a way out, something I had been looking for, all for just a prize. He only wanted Kaelin, and nothing more. All I needed to do was betray him, and I would get my freedom. It's as easy as that,
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