MasukI woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm blaring, grumbling as I hit snooze and burrowed deeper under the covers.The events of the past few days came rushing back to me, memories of Adrian and I together sending a warm blush spreading across my cheeks.I glanced over at the empty space beside me, reaching out to touch the indentation where his head had been mere hours before. We had fallen asleep wrapped around each other, limbs entwined as we murmured soft words of love and devotion.But now, in the cold light of morning, doubts began to creep in. Was this really happening? Was I really falling for my stepfather, the man my mother had married barely a year ago? The man who was nearly old enough to be my father?I sighed, throwing off the covers and dragging myself out of bed. I had to face reality sometime, and as much as I wanted to stay in bed and relive every delicious moment with Adrian, I knew I had responsibilities. Classes to attend, assignments to complete. I coul
As Martha dragged me away, I glanced over my shoulder at Adrian, a conflicted expression on my face. He met my gaze, something soft and tender in his eyes that made my heart stutter. I felt a pang of regret at leaving him so abruptly, but I knew I needed to talk to Martha, to try and make sense of the whirlwind of emotions inside me.Martha and I found a quiet spot on the grass, away from prying eyes and ears. She plopped down, patting the spot next to her for me to join. I sat gingerly, wincing slightly as the soreness from last night's activities reminded me of my encounters with Adrian."Spill," Martha demanded without preamble, turning to face me with a mischievous grin. "Tell me about your stepdad and what exactly is going on between you two?"I bit my lip, debating how much to tell her. Martha was my best friend, but this was uncharted territory. How could I explain that I was falling for my stepfather, that we had already crossed lines that could never be uncrossed?"I...it's
I woke up early the next morning, still sore from last night's activities with Adrian. I took a quick shower, wincing as the hot water hit my bruised skin. I had to admit, the marks were a delicious reminder of our heated encounter.I threw on a simple sundress and sandals before heading downstairs for breakfast. My mom was already in the kitchen, sipping her coffee and reading the morning paper. She looked up as I entered, a concerned expression crossing her face."Ava, are you feeling better today? You still look...tired."I forced a smile, hoping it looked more natural than it felt. "Yeah, Mom, I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well last night. I'll be okay."She nodded, seemingly satisfied with my response. "Well, make sure you eat something before heading off to school. I don't want you fainting in class or anything."I rolled my eyes good-naturedly, grabbing a banana and shoving it in my purse. "I will, Mom. Don't worry so much."I finished packing my bag and headed out the door, ea
I was still smirking at my phone when the door burst open, hitting the wall with a bang. I startled, nearly dropping my phone as I scrambled to sit up.Adrian loomed in the doorway, eyes dark and predatory as they raked over me. He stepped inside, closing and locking the door behind him with deliberate slowness."Step away from any man who's not me," he said, voice low and dangerous. I stared at him, mouth agape. "What the fuck, Adrian? What are you doing here? Trying to fuck me again? Huh, what am I? Your step daughter of your little slut?"He crossed the room in three long strides, snatching my phone out of my hand and tossing it aside. It clattered to the floor, screen cracking."I said, step away." He grabbed my arm, yanking me off the bed. I stumbled, catching myself on his chest."What the hell is wrong with you?" I hissed, shoving at his chest. He didn't budge. "You can't just barge in here like this.""I can and I did," he snarled. "You think I didn't know what you were up to
He pushed my skirt up around my waist, baring my thighs, and sank to his knees in front of me. I bit my lip, watching him through hooded eyes as he leaned in, hot breath washing over my core."Fuck," he breathed, voice rough. "Look at you. So fucking pretty and wet."Then he was licking into me, tongue sliding along my slit with long, slow strokes. I gasped, head falling back against the wall."Oh god," I panted, fingers tangling in his hair. "Oh fuck, yes."He moaned against me, the vibrations rolling through my core and making me see stars. His tongue circled my clit, teasing it with the lightest touch."You taste so fucking good," he growled, switching between licks and sucks, driving me higher and higher. "Could eat this pussy all day."I rolled my hips against his face, grinding myself on his tongue, chasing more of that delicious friction. He responded by gripping my hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh, holding me in place while he feasted on me."You like that?" he said,
I parked in the driveway, gravel crunching under the tires. The house looked quiet, no signs of anyone home. I killed the engine, stepped out, and hit the locks with a beep.My phone buzzed again as I climbed the porch steps. Still Adrian. I tucked it in my pocket without answering and pushed through the front door.The living room was dark, the curtains drawn. I didn't bother turning on lights as I headed for the stairs, heels clacking on hardwood. I was almost to the landing when I heard it - the floorboard creak behind me, followed by heavy footsteps."Where the hell have you been?" A familiar voice growled. Adrian.I froze, one hand on the banister, pulse kicking up. He was behind me, close enough to feel his breath on my neck. I didn't turn around."I said, where have you been?" he snapped, grabbing my arm and spinning me to face him. His other hand braced on the wall beside my head, caging me in.I met his gaze, blue eyes dark with anger and something else. Something hotter."Ou







