All Chapters of YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES): Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Brad’s face spread into that cocky little smile of his. “You’re gonna make me work for it, huh?”“You bet,” I shot back, reaching for tissues and cleaning myself up before tugging my bra and scrubs back into place. “Rest up, bad boy.”“Only if you come back soon."“We’ll see,” I replied, giving him one last grin before slipping out.But I didn't come back. For two nights, I stayed away. I told myself it was because I had days off and needed rest, but honestly, I wanted him to miss me. I wanted him restless and aching the way I was. Because truth be told, my own head was spinning with him.By the time I walked back into the hospital for my next night shift, I was elated. When I was done with the urgent matters, it was time to go see him. I brushed my hair, smoothed my scrubs and checked my face, then pushed his room door open, ready for the grin I knew he’d give me.Instead, my stomach dropped.Brad was laughing. Really laughing. And next to him leaning casually against the bed, was Ke

Daphne"Did I even need to ask?"I chuckled, snatching it from him with a knowing look.He shrugged proudly. "I stay ready, what can I say."“You sure about this?” I asked, tearing the packet open. “Your leg’s better, but we gotta be careful.”“Fuck careful,” he growled, kissing me hard. “I’ve been wanting this for days, Daph. I need to be inside you.”I rolled the condom on him, feeling his hardness. “God, you’re so fucking hard ” I whispered, stroking him slowly. “Feel how hard you are?”“That's what you do to me,” he drooled, his hands on my hips. “Climb on me. Let me feel that pussy.”I straddled him on the blanket, crossing my leg over him.“This okay?” I asked, positioning myself over him. “Don't want to mess up your recovery.”“I’m fine,” he murmured, pulling me down. “Just fuck me, Daphne. I’ve been dreaming about this.”I lowered myself slowly, gasping as he entered me and filled me completely. “Oh fuck, Brad,” I moaned, adjusting to his size. “You’re so big.”“Does that feel

DaphneA week later, I stood outside La Bella Vita, a cozy Italian restaurant downtown, smoothing my little black dress. My silver heels glittered in the dark, and my stomach fluttered with nerves and excitement. This was our first real date, outside the hospital’s walls.I’d spent an hour picking the perfect outfit, curling my hair, and fixing my makeup, something I never did for night shifts. Brad had texted me the reservation details yesterday, and I’d been counting the hours since.I pushed open the door and scanned the room. Brad was already there, at a corner table, looking disgustingly handsome in a fitted shirt with a black jacket and dark jeans. His eyes lit up when he saw me, and he stood, grinning.“Daphne,” he said, pulling me into a quick hug. “Holy shit, look at you.”I blushed, spinning slightly to show off the dress.“First time I’m seeing you out of scrubs,” he said, his gaze raking over me. “You’re fucking beautiful.”I laughed, sliding into the chair across him. “Yo

Katy"Order for room 29 is ready!"The tray rattled in my hands as I made my way down the hall, trying not to look at my reflection in the mirror doors of the five-star hotel I worked at. Room 29. Whoever had ordered champagne and a late dessert had a taste for luxury. I rehearsed my polite smile, the same one I wore for every guest, even the ones who barely took notice of me.I knocked.The door swung open almost instantly, and I found myself staring at two men who looked nothing like the usual middle-aged businessmen I was used to. They weren’t in suits, weren’t tired. They were… intense.The taller one who had dark messy hair like he’d just run his hands through it, leaned against the frame with a grin. “Well, well, well. Room service just got interesting, Rob.”The other guy, Rob apparently, with blond hair and lighter eyes that seemed to scan me head to toe without apology, chuckled. “Jack, I think this is the best thing we’ve ordered all night.”I felt the heat rise to my face i

katyMy heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst through my chest. Jack’s words hung in the air like a dare and I stood there, trapped between them in my black lace bra and panties.“Come on Katy, show us." Jack repeated, his voice soft and persuasive but with an edge to it this time like he was getting impatient.I swallowed hard, muttering every bit of confidence I had and reached for the clasp behind my back, my hands trembling nervously.“This is insane,” I muttered, mostly to myself and partially to them. “I don’t even know you guys, you don't even know me."Rob chuckled, caressing my sides. “We know more than enough. And you felt how much we want you, didn’t you?”I did. God, I did. The heat of him through his pants, how hard and thick they both seemed, the way Jack’s fingers grazed my skin, it was overwhelming, like I was drowning in their desire. My fingers fumbled with the bra clasp, the nerves making me clumsy.Jack didn’t wait anymore. With a quick flick, he unhooked