All Chapters of YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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No Questions Asked

AndreaBefore noon the next day, I was back at the motel, but this time, with questions. The door swung open, and Jacob stood there, shirtless, jeans unbuttoned.“You’re early,” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips.“I wanted to talk,” I said, stepping inside, the door shutting behind me.He raised an eyebrow, leaning against the wall. “Talk? That’s not why you’re here.”My throat tightened. I forced the words out. “Have you done this before? With someone else? Or am I… the first?”His eyes narrowed. “Why does that matter?”“It matters to me,” I said, steadying my voice. “I need to know, Jacob. Have you cheated on Rachel before?”He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. “Don’t do this, Andrea. Let’s just focus on us.”“Us?” I laughed, sharp and nervous. “There is no ‘us’ if you’re doing this with other women too. I need to know where I stand."He grabbed my wrist. “You really want to ruin this by asking questions?”“I’m not ruining anything,” I said, pulling my wrist free. “I jus

Laundry Shenanigans

Andeea“Andrea, you’re a gift from God!” Rachel said the next morning, handing me a coffee as we stood in the kitchen. “The kids adore you, and you’re so reliable. I’m serious, we want you to stay as long as you can.”I forced a smile, the guilt pressing down my chest. “Thanks, Rachel. That means a lot.”She touched my arm, her eyes warm. “I mean it. You’re part of the family now.”Her words hit like a punch. Part of the family? I was fucking her husband in a motel room yesterday. I nodded, muttering, “I love working with the kids,” and prayed she couldn’t see the lie in my eyes.She sipped her coffee, oblivious. “I’m swamped with work today, so I’ll be upstairs. You’ve got everything under control, right?”“Always,” I replied, my voice dry.The morning passed in a blur. I played with Mia and Charlie, and by noon, they were down for their nap, the house quiet except for the occasional sound of Rachel’s voice whenever she was on a call. I sat in the living room, scrolling on my phone

New Addition To The Family

Andrea“How bad do you want this cock in you?” he repeated.“Jacob, we can’t,” I whispered. “Rachel’s upstairs.”“She’s busy,” he murmured, his hands sliding up my thighs, spreading me wider. “You want this. Say it.” “I want you,” I admitted, my voice barely audible. “But we have to be quiet.”He smirked, his fingers teasing my entrance, making me tremble. “I’ll be quiet. You’re the one who’s gonna struggle.”He thrust into me, hard and deep, filling me in one brutal stroke. I gasped.“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, his voice low, his hands gripping my hips. “So fucking perfect.”“Quiet,” I whispered.He pulled back, then slammed in again, the machine creaking softly under me. “You like this?” he murmured, his lips brushing my ear. “Fucking you in her house?”“Yes,” I gasped, hating how true it was.He thrust in harder. “Then be a good girl and stay quiet."I nodded, my body trembling as he fucked me. His hand slid around, finding my clit, rubbing fast.“Jacob,” I whispered, my v

Mall Activities

AndreaMy heart hadn’t stopped racing since I agreed to live under the same roof as Jacob. The next day, Rachel stopped me before I left.“Andrea, I was thinking, why don’t you and Jacob hit the mall today? Pick up some stuff for your room before you move in tomorrow.”I froze. “Oh, uh, I can manage alone.”“No way,” she said. “Jacob’s free, and you’ll need help with the heavy stuff. Right, Jacob?”He appeared behind her, his eyes locking on mine. “Happy to help,” he replied, his voice smooth. “Let’s make sure you’re all set.”I nodded, my stomach twisting. “Sure. Thanks.”At the mall, we moved through the home section, my cart filling with different items. Jacob trailed behind, his eyes lingering too long on me as I moved.“You’re quiet,” he said, tossing a blanket into the cart. “Thinking about me?”I glanced around, my voice low. “Jacob, stop."He smirked, stepping closer. “I want you to try something on for me.”I stopped, my heart pounding. “What?”He nodded toward the lingerie

A Special Welcome

AndreaMy first night in the Harpers’ house felt like stepping into a lion’s den. Rachel had spent the evening fussing over me, showing me everything like I was family. Her kindness was a knife in my chest, getting deeper with every smile. “You’re sure you’re comfortable?” she asked, standing in the doorway, her eyes warm.“Yeah, it’s perfect,” I said, forcing a smile. “Thank you, Rachel.”She beamed. “We’re so glad you’re here. Sleep well, okay?”I nodded, my throat constricted. “Good night.”She closed the door, and I sank onto the bed, my heart pounding. Jacob’s words from the mall echoed in my head: 'I can’t wait to give you a special welcome on your first night in my house.' I should’ve locked the door, told him no, done anything to stop this. But I didn't.The house was silent by midnight, the kids long asleep. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my skin prickling with anticipation. I hated myself for it, but I was waiting for him.The door creaked open, and my breath caught.

Unleashed

AndreaRachel's knock on my door woke me up the following morning, her voice bright. “Andrea! We’re heading to my mom’s for a playdate. The kids are so excited.”I sat up, looking around the room and smoothing my hair, before I moved to open the door and forced a smile.“Sounds fun. Need me to do anything?”“No, you settle in,” she said, her smile warm. “You’ve got the day to unpack, make the room yours. We’ll be back tonight.”“Thanks,” I said, her trust stabbing me. “Have a great time.”As she led Mia and Charlie out, I caught Jacob’s eye in the kitchen. His gaze was hungry, a silent hint of what was coming. The door clicked shut, and the house fell silent, leaving me alone with him.I turned and headed to the bathroom immediately, needing a shower to clear my head. I was free— no Rachel, no kids, no reason to hold back. The thought made my pulse race, my body already anticipating him.The shower door slid open abruptly, and I gasped, turning to see Jacob, naked.“Jacob,” I said, m

All For Nothing

AndeeaHe tightened the scarf around my wrists and tugged me toward the headboard, securing my there.“You ready for this?” he murmured, his hands roaming my body.“Yes,” I whispered, my body aching for him. “Do it.”He flipped me onto my stomach, my ass up in the air. “Fuck, you look perfect like this,” he growled, his fingers teasing my ass.“Jacob,” I gasped. “Be gentle.”“No,” he countered, his voice rough. “You want it hard. Don’t lie.”I bit my lip, my body tensing as he pressed against my ass. He pushed in, slow at first, stretching me, the burn intense.“Fuckkk,” he groaned.“Jacob,” I gasped, my body adjusting, the pain mixing with pleasure. “Go slow.”He didn’t. He thrust in hard, making me cry out.“Quiet,” he ordered, gripping my hips. “You don’t want to wake the neighbors.”I nodded, biting the pillow as he fucked my ass brutally, each thrust pushing me forward. “You love this,” he growled. “Don’t you?”“Yes,” I sobbed, the intensity overwhelming. “I love it.”He pulled

Sex Island

HazelI hadn’t even unpacked my bag before I began questioning every single life decision that led me here. The cold breeze hit me the second I stepped off the boat.A woman in a flowing dress met me.“Hazel, right?” she said, like she’d been expecting me for years. “Welcome to Sex Island.”“Yeah… that’s me,” I said, gripping the handle of my small suitcase.“I’m Leona. You’re going to love it here. It’s different from anything you’ve ever done, but that’s the point.” She stated with a friendly smile.We walked a path toward a massive white villa.“There still time to turn back?” I half-joked.“You could,” Leona said. “But I don’t think you will.”The villa was gorgeous. White walls, clean and inviting. It all felt like a dream I wasn’t sure I was allowed to have. I wasn’t that woman. I was the divorced woman. The one who'd lost herself in her marriage and decided to find her way back.Leona led me into a lounge. Three men stood near the windows. I almost turned around but then one of

Gentle Hands

HazelI woke up tangled in the sheets, my head spinning. For a second, I didn’t know where I was. Then I remembered. Chase. When I opened my eyes, he was gone. A note rested on the pillow.'Hazel, thank you for trusting me. Today is about something different. Marvin is waiting for you when you’re ready. –Chase'After a shower, I put on the simple white robe someone had left hanging by the door. I found Marvin in a smaller room. He stood by the window, staring out at the ocean. When he turned, his eyes softened.“Morning,” he said, his voice warm. “You slept well?”“I did,” I said honestly. “Better than I have in… God, I don’t even know.”“That’s good.” He walked toward me, hands in his pockets. “Chase told me you were brave last night.”I laughed under my breath. “I don’t know about brave. I think I was just desperate.”“Desperation can lead to the best kind of freedom.” He studied my face. “How are you feeling now?”“Nervous,” I admitted. “And… curious.”“Perfect.” He stepped closer,

Dylan’s Edge

HazelThe next morning, I woke up, alone again. A note waited on the bedside table, written in sharp, bold ink:'Hazel, meet Dylan at the pavilion at noon. Let go with him. He’ll take you somewhere new. –Leona'My pulse quickened. Dylan. The third man from the first day, with his eyes that seemed to pierce right through me. Noon was close. I showered quickly, the hot water doing nothing to quell the anxiety I was feeling about meeting the last new guy, and slipped into another of the robes placed in the wardrobe.Dylan leaned against a pillar, tall and lean. Blond hair fell messily over his forehead, and his blue eyes glinted with a dangerous edge. His lips curved into a smirk as I approached, confident and enticing.“Hazel,” he said, his voice low and teasing. “You showed up. That’s bold.”“Did you think I wouldn't? Leona’s note said to trust you,” I said, holding up the crumpled paper. “So here I am.”He stepped closer, his gaze raking over me. “Trust is a start. But today’s about g

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