All Chapters of YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES): Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

"I'm about to find out? Well, bring it on," I chuckled, feeling the heat flare up again between my legs.Chase moved his face closer, bringing his lips to my ears with his breath hot and teasing as he pulled me closer.“You think you can handle more?” he murmured, his voice dripping with that cocky charm that drove me wild.I laughed. “You’re the one who’s gonna need to keep up.”“Oh, is that a challenge?” He grinned, sliding his hands down my sides smoothly and tracing the curve of my hips with his fingers. “Because I’m just getting started.”I shoved his chest lightly, but my giggle turned into a gasp as he shifted down, his lips trailing down my jaw, then to my neck, slowly and sensually.“Chase…”“Shh,” he whispered, bringing his mouth lower to kiss across my collarbone then down the curve of my breasts. He flicked out his tongue, teasing my nipple and making me arch into him. “Why don't you let me take care of you.”His lips continued their descent, trailing hot kisses down my st

DrayaThe next morning, I opened my eyes to an extra bright room with sunlight peeking from the windows, and my phone blowing up.I groaned and rolled over to check the screen. Lily and Robin had started a group chat meltdown, waiting on me.Lily: 'Wake up Draya! SPILL. NOW.'Robin: 'You can’t ghost us after THAT exit. Details, Draya!'Lily: 'Matter of fact, we're coming over. Be there in 20.'I laughed and typed a quick reply: 'Fine. Bring coffee.'Twenty minutes later, my doorbell rang and there they were, Lily with a pack of iced lattes and Robin with a bag of pastries, both grinning like they’d won the lottery.“Girl, you look like you got run over by a sexy truck," Lily said, barging in.I rolled my eyes, still in my silk robe and my hair a mess. “Thanks for the compliment.”Robin plopped onto my couch. “Don’t play coy. We know you didn’t come home till, what, 3 a.m.?”“Closer to 4,” I replied with a smirk, grabbing a latte and sinking into the sofa. My cheeks were already heatin

DrayaI pushed open my bedroom door, Chase’s hand in mine and my heart racing with what I had in mind.“What kind of things?” he asked again, a grin on his face and his eyes glinting with curiosity as we stepped into my dimly lit room.“You’ll see,” I repeated, my tone playful but firm.I turned to him, my hands on his chest and gave him a shove toward the bed. “Sit.”He raised a brow, clearly amused but obeyed, sitting on the edge of my bed, his shirtless torso still glistening from our earlier round. “Bossy again, huh?”“You have no idea,” I said, smirking as I moved to my nightstand.I pulled open the drawer, my fingers skipping past a few things before landing on the pair of blue-furred cuffs I kept for special occasions. I turned back to him, dangling them from one finger.“Surprise.”His eyes widened immediately, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Draya, damn, I didn't know you got down like that."“You complaining?” I asked, stepping closer to him, my hips swaying.“Hell n

JessToday was a special day. My mother was traveling out to my city to spend some time with me at my new place, and surprisingly, she was bringing Greg, her fiancé, for the first time.At twenty-five, I'd gotten used to my mother dating different kinds of men. But this felt different, I mean, she was engaged to the man and I'd never met him. So this wasn’t just dinner, this was me meeting the man who was about to become my stepfather.I smoothed my light-green sun dress and checked the dining table one last time. Grilled chicken, salad, my mother’s favorite pasta dish, all ready. I stared at the table and chuckled, realising that most times, I felt more like her mother than like her daughter.The doorbell chimed, and I rushed to open it with a practiced smile. Mom stood there, beautiful and glowing in a way I hadn’t seen in months since she broke up with the last guy.Standing next to her was Greg, and God, he was nothing like I'd imagined. He was tall with an attractive grin and war

JessWhat was I doing with Greg?I stood there in the kitchen, my legs still shaking as I stared at the sink as if it held answers. Greg lingered for a second, his hand resting on my arm before I pulled away.“Go back to the living room,” I whispered a little too harshly. “Before she comes down.”He nodded, his eyes still dark with want, and left without a word. I splashed water on my face, trying to compose myself, but my mind was racing. This couldn’t continue. I needed air, space away from him. A walk.My usual morning hike to the waterfall always cleared my head. I’d slip out before mom finished her shower because I couldn't bear to face her now. Grabbing my sneakers, I laced them up quickly but before I could step out the front door, Greg’s voice stopped me.“Going somewhere?”I turned, startled. He was dressed now, in a sweatshirt and joggers, looking too casual.“A walk,” I said curtly. “Alone.”He glanced upstairs, where the shower still ran. “Tracy’s busy with her emails afte