All Chapters of YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Andy"Arrrrghhh!" I screamed as pain replaced the pleasure I'd been feeling earlier. It felt like I was being ripped apart. Tears ran down my eyes. "Stop it hurts!" I tried to fight him off, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. "Give it a minute." He murmured, kissing all over my body, my face, my neck, my breasts. His fingers teased the sensitive flesh at the top of my mound, and slowly, my body started to adjust, the pleasure returning. He pushed his hips back and then drove into me again. This time around, I let out a cry of pleasure. "Gio!" I cried. He rocked his hips into me, faster and faster. Electricity buzzed over me, moving from the root of my hair to the sole of my feet. It felt so good. No wonder all the girls in the school wouldn't shut up about sex. I clutched him tight to me, "hmmmm." My own hips raising to meet his thrusts. His mouth fused to mine, swallowing my next moan. "You feel so good, Alexandria," he growled, "I knew it'd feel so good wit

Andy.I stumbled, my thoughts overwhelming as I vomited onto the marble floor. My hands shook as I wiped my mouth, my heart pounding so hard.“Stand up, Alexandria,” Gio said, his voice calm but sharp.I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. “No. I-I can’t do this. You’re a monster.”He chuckled, low and dark. “A monster who owns you now. Get up.”I glared at him through my tears, my legs trembling as I pushed myself to my feet. “I’m not your property. You can’t just—”“I can,” he interrupted, stepping closer. “And I will. You agreed to my terms, or have you forgotten?”“I didn’t agree to this!” I snapped, smelling the blood from the kitchen where he’d shot Giancarlo. “You killed someone! Right in front of me!”Gio’s jaw tightened, his face unreadable. “Giancarlo betrayed me. He knew the consequences. You’ll learn, Alexandria, that my world has rules.”“Your world is sick,” I spat, my voice shaking with rage and fear. “I’m not staying here.”He tilted his head, almost amused. “And wh

Andy.The desk pressed into my hips, the crumpled contract beneath me a symbol of what he demanded— what I wasn’t ready to give.“Gio,” I whimpered, my voice raw. “Please…”“Please what?” he demanded, his thrusts agonizingly slow. “You want to come? Or do you want to fight me some more?”“I-I don’t know,” I gasped. “Just… don’t stop.”He chuckled, dark and possessive. “Oh, Alexandria, I’m just getting started.” Then he pulled out. “Stand up. Face me.”I stood, my legs shaky, and turned to him. His shirt was rumpled, his eyes burning with hunger. He grabbed my wrists and pulled me close, his lips crashing onto mine. I moaned, my hands clutching his shirt, the taste of him overwhelming.“You’re still hesitating,” he said, breaking the kiss, his forehead pressed to mine. “I can feel it. Let’s fix that.”“Gio, I—” I started, but he silenced me, spinning me toward a floor-to-ceiling mirror across the office. My reflection stared back, robe torn open, cheeks flushed, lips swollen. I barely

Andy.The hum of the car engine vibrated as we drove off, my body settled in Gio’s leather seats with his hand resting on my thigh. The promise of a surprise from this morning lingered, and I glanced at him, his profile sharp against the night lights. “Where are we going?” I asked, my voice soft.“You’ll see,” he said, his thumb stroking my skin. “Trust me, Alexandria.”I wanted to, but the contract we had signed, binding, sat heavy in my chest. He could ask me me do anything, and I had to no choice but to obey. We drove for hours, the city fading into rolling hills, then a coastal road. He pulled into a hidden estate. A house was perched above the sea, the waves crashing below. It was beautiful, free, and my heart ached for it.“Is this yours?” I asked, stepping out, the breeze catching and throwing my hair in multiple angles.“It is,” he replied, leading me inside. The house was warm, lived-in, with open windows and soft furniture. “I come here to think from time to time.”“Thin

Ava“Are you sure you want to come up?”Julian asked with a quiet smile, already leading the way across the luxurious hotel lobby. Rae trailed behind us, her fingers brushing mine every few steps. They had convinced me to join them and I'd willingly obliged.“I’ve come this far,” I replied, then caught my own double meaning. “Not that way, well, I mean—”Julian snorted. “Too late. I already liked where that was going.”“Mm,” Rae hummed behind me. “Me too.”The elevator was mostly empty. Just us and one bored-looking attendant. I tried not to make eye contact with him, especially when Julian stood behind me and whispered, “You’re still trembling.”“I’m not.”Rae’s hand slid around my waist. “You are.”The attendant got off on the seventh floor. Julian waited two seconds before pulling me against him.“Didn’t get enough earlier?”“I haven’t even started.”He kissed my neck. Rae leaned in from behind and bit my earlobe. I moaned.“Seriously?” I hissed. “Right here?”Rae smiled. “We’ll st