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YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) No Interruptions
DanaUnfortunately, or fortunately, he beat me to it, my whole body shuddering as his tongue pressed just right until I broke a second time, my cry muffled around his cock.“Shit.” he groaned, pulling out of my mouth just in time, his warm release hitting my chest.I sat back up, smiling cheekily as I stared up at him."Jesus, Tristan, what the hell?" I asked, my eyes dizzy.He grinned down at me, wiping his mouth with his thumb. “Told you. It's a lot more fun when there are no interruptions.”I was still catching my breath when Tristan stood abruptly and tugged me up with him.“Shower,” he said, his tone soft but firm. “Now.”I smirked, still dizzy from the way my legs had been shaking. “Okay, Professor," I teased.“You’ve seen nothing yet.”He didn’t give me a chance to argue. His hand stayed locked around mine as we moved down to his bathroom. He pushed the door shut behind us and spun me around, his lips landing on mine in a hard, suffocating kiss.“I could kiss you all day," he b
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lured
Dana“Keep you happy? I should be saying that."I countered, cocking my brow."Same difference," he replied, with that same smug grin, and I could only roll my eyes, still catching my breath.“You’re impossible,” I muttered.“And you like it.”I tried to hide my smile, but he was already walking backward toward the door, looking far too satisfied with himself. “See you tomorrow, Dana.”But the next day, he wasn’t in class.Not in his seat. Not anywhere I searched with my eyes. I glanced at the clock for the fifth time during my lecture, stumbling over my words more than once, with my phone remaining awkwardly silent on my desk between classes, no texts, no calls, nothing.By afternoon, my chest was tight and by night, I couldn’t take it anymore.It was late when I drove to his apartment, covered up in my hoodie and sunshades. The hallway smelled of smoke and pizza, my heels clicking as I made my way to his door.I knocked.The door swung open almost instantly, revealing Tristan, shirt
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Secret Sin
DanaI gripped the edge of my desk so hard my fingers burned.“God, Tristan...”My voice broke into a gasp as his hips slammed into me again, my skirt bunched high on my waist, panties shoved down just far enough for him to have full access.“Mm, you’re loud today,” he murmured against my ear, his breath hot, his tone cocky. “Bet they can hear you in the hallway.”“Shut up,” I hissed, but it melted into a moan when he thrust again, deep this time, my breasts flat against the table so my back arched and I felt every inch of him.He groaned, gripping my hips and pulling me back into him.“You feel so good like this. Bent over your own desk. Your back is so sexy… God, so tight.”He grabbed me by my skirt, thrusting harder.“You’re going to... ruin...my skirt.”“I’ll buy you ten,” he said, giving another sharp thrust that made me gasp.I didn’t have time to respond before he pulled me up, his chest against my back. One hand gripped my throat, tilting my head back to his shoulder.“I want
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Office Warming
I'd been assigned to my new office this morning, and I was elated, certain reasons amongst others.By the time the afternoon rolled around, my office was set up– nameplate on the door, seats rearranged, books on the shelves and desk perfectly positioned. I’d barely finished stacking the last pile of papers when the knock came.“Come in.”The door shut, and I didn’t need to look up. I could already smell him.“You didn’t think I’d miss christening your new office, did you?” Tristan’s voice was low and cocky, as always.I smiled slowly, now past the stage of hesitating. “I was wondering how long it would take you.”He stepped closer, his eyes sweeping over me in one swift look. “Lock the door.”I walked and turned the key, the click echoing through the room. “Now what?” I asked, looking back at him seductively.“Now,” he said, walking toward me with that hungry look, “I make sure this desk knows who daddy is.”I leaned against the desk, crossing my legs. “You’re assuming I’ll just let y
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) After Hours
DanaThe next morning, I avoided him.Through the entire lecture, my eyes stayed glued every other thing besides him. Not once did I glance in his direction. Not when I heard his low chuckle I knew was a ruse to get my attention, not when I felt his eyes boring holes into me.By late evening, I was still in my office, almost done with the pile of work I had to do, the papers graded now. The halls were quieter now, most of the students and workers gone. I shoved my papers into my bag, ready to leave.The parking lot was almost empty, except for the few remaining cars. My heels clicked against the pavement as I approached mine, the lights blaring on as I tapped unlock button on the key.“Leaving without saying hi?”I froze.Tristan stepped out from behind a pillar, his hands in his pockets, smirking like he owned the whole damn lot."Jesus, Tristan! What are you doing here?""Are you avoiding me, Dana?" He asked, ignoring my question."No," I answered immediately, looking around frantic
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Staff Room
DanaI didn’t even look at him as I walked away, my legs still shaking from what we’d just done in that empty classroom.Two hours later, I was yet to get any work done, the papers for grading untouched. My mind was a mess, replaying the earlier events– his hands running over me, his cock in me.The faculty bathroom was thankfully empty. I stepped inside, shut the door, and leaned over the sink, staring at my reflection; my lipstick smudged, hair messy and eyes hungry.What the hell was wrong with me?“God, Dana…” I muttered, dragging my fingers through my hair to smooth it back.Then, the door handle rattled. My head snapped toward it.“Occupied,” I called out.There was a pause, then his voice came in. “It’s me.”Great! If it wasn't the cause of my problems.I turned back to the mirror. “Go away, Tristan.”I heard him rattle the handle, then the door clicked open. The lock hadn’t stopped him, apparently more for show than security. He stepped in, closing it behind him like he owned
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