Semua Bab YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES): Bab 181 - Bab 187

VanessaDerek froze for a second, his cock still buried deep inside me.We both listened, holding our breaths as we heard the voices murmuring. My panic rose, imagining hikers seeing us like this, exposed and entangled.“Shit,” he muttered, but he didn’t pull out. Instead, he thrust in again slowly, making me gasp. “Don’t move.”The footsteps grew closer, my heart beat growing louder.“Derek, stop,” I hissed, trying to push back, but his grip on my hips tightened.“Shh,” he whispered, leaning over me, his chest against my back. “Just wait.”The voices peaked, laughter, casual chat, then faded, drifting away down another path. False alarm. Relief washed over me.“See? Gone,” he stated, voice low and smug. “Now, where were we?”Before I could protest, he slammed into me harder, his thrusts aggressive, punishing.“Fuck, that got you tighter,” he groaned, pounding into me.“Oh, God,” I moaned, pushing back to meet him, the fear morphing into fuel. “I don't want you to stop anymore.”“Wasn

VanessaI felt his presence behind the door, his shadow visible under the gap, and as my heart tripped.Robyn was down the hall in their bedroom. What the hell was he doing here?“Derek?” I whispered, yanking the covers over me, my fingers slick, my body still trembling. “What do you want?”The door creaked slightly, and I realized I'd just banged the door without clicking the lock. He stepped inside, closing it softly behind him. He was shirtless again, wearing only those damn sweatpants, his eyes locked on me with that hungry gaze.“Robyn’s asleep,” he said, voice hushed but firm, stepping closer. “I could hear you Vanessa, moaning my name.”I sat up, clutching the blanket to my chest, my face burning.“You can’t be here,” I hissed, ignoring his comment and glancing at the door. “She’s right down the hall. Get out.”He didn’t move, his eyes flicking over me, lingering where the blanket barely covered my thighs. “You don’t mean that. I heard you, saying my name. You’re thinking about

VanessaDerek, my daughter’s fiancé, the man I’d fucked multiple time yesterday, was with her now, giving her what he’d given me.Jealousy stabbed through me, irrational I knew, but mixing with guilt that felt so heavy I could barely breathe. He was hers, not mine, yet I’d let him take me, again and again, betraying her in ways I couldn’t undo. How had I fucked up this badly? How was I going to get out of this mess?I turned away, retreating to the kitchen. Coffee. I needed coffee to think, to figure out how to face them without cracking. I had to stop this, lock it down and avoid him, be the mother Robyn deserved, that is if there was any hope left.The guest room went quiet after what felt like hours, and soon Robyn bounced downstairs, glowing.“Morning, Mom!” she chirped, grabbing a mug. “Slept so good. Derek’s still in bed, lazy ass.”I forced a smile, pouring coffee. “Morning, sweetie. You seem chipper.”She grinned, sipping. “Yeah, just… happy, you know? Derek’s amazing. I’m so