บททั้งหมดของ Her Daddy's Obsession: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

I smiled the entire drive home from college. It was a three-hour drive, but I couldn’t wait to see Jack, my stepdad, and my daddy. When I lugged my suitcase inside, I found my little half-brother, Henry, playing with his train set in the living room.“Hello?” I called out.“Jessa,” Henry smiled. “You wanna play trains with me?”“Let me say hi to Mom and Daddy first, then I’ll come play with you.”“‘Kay.” Henry went back to his trains.I carried my suitcase up the stairs and dropped it on my bed.“There’s my princess.”I turned to find Daddy standing in the doorway. I wanted to run and jump into his arms, but I didn’t know where Mom was.“Hi, Daddy.”He looked over his shoulder, then closed the door. I smiled and curled against him when he wrapped his arms around me.“I wish I could fuck you right now,” he growled.He’d taken to visiting me at school as often as he could manage. With his help, I’d talked Mom into letting me get an apartment rather than going back to the dorms. She thou

Will teased me about how much food I ordered. He didn’t mention the towel drop, but his gaze kept dropping to my braless tits.When we were done with food, and it was time to sleep, we were both a little stiff and stilted as we crawled into bed together.I’d been pretty close to Will since he’d married my mom, but not this close.“I can sleep on the floor if you’re uncomfortable,” he said as we lay there, facing each other. The lights were off, but a little shaft of moonlight streamed in where the blackout curtains didn’t quite meet.“I’m comfortable. I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable. That’s why I left my clothes on.”Will choked and coughed. “You… normally sleep naked?”“Usually. Do you wear pajamas?”“I… uh. I usually wear some boxers to bed,” he said.“Sometimes clothes can make you feel like you’re being bound while you roll around in your sleep.”“You might have to get used to it. You’re going to have a roommate in the dorms.”“I doubt she will mind,” I said, but I wo

“Let me see that sweet pussy,” he said.Even though he was driving eighty-five miles an hour, I pulled my legs up until my heels were on the seat. My dress naturally lifted to my hips as I spread my legs wide.Daddy groaned and reached over to run his fingers up and down my labia. He started circling my clit with his thumb as he turned his attention back to the road.My hips shifted. I tilted my pelvis, trying to hump his hand. Daddy chuckled and pressed harder at my clit.I couldn’t believe how addicted I was to his touch already. I reached back and gripped the headrest of the seat, thrusting my hips again and again toward Daddy’s touch.“That’s it, baby. Come for me right here.”Then Daddy lightly pinched my clit. I shouted as my back arched and my ass muscles clenched to try to hold on to the sensation.He gentled his touch until I slouched back against the seat, panting.Daddy lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. If I hadn’t already come, that would have sent me

His grip on my hip tightened. His thrusts had more force behind them.“I am going to check in on the Denver office since I’m here.”I reached down and started playing with my clit. I arched my back, thrusting my breasts toward Daddy. He arched up and sucked one into his mouth, but had to pull away again to talk.“I think we need to grow the Denver office.”Daddy looked up at me, meeting my gaze. “Of course I will check on Lindsey while I’m here.”“Does she want you to probe me for information?” I whispered. “I will let you.”He was panting and lifting his hips to meet each of my thrusts. His hand dug so hard into my hip that I knew I’d have finger-shaped bruises in the morning.Daddy’s gaze fell to where I rubbed my clit harder and harder. He licked his lips like he wanted a taste. I pulled my hand away and pressed it to his mouth.He nipped at my fingers before sucking them into his mouth.“I’m sure she’ll forgive you.” Daddy sounded more and more out of breath.I moved my hand back

“You have got to be kidding me,” My stepdad, Sawyer, said as the car sputtered and died as he steered it to the side of the highway.My gut tightened. Was he going to blame me for this, since it was my car? We were somewhere in Arizona, making our way back to San Diego from Colorado. Sawyer opened the door, looked around, and shut the door.“It’s got to be ninety out there,” he said. “Do you have any cell reception?”I pulled my phone out. “I have one bar.”“Let’s both try to call triple-A and see who gets through first.”“Do you have their number?” I asked.With a sigh, Sawyer held his hand out for my phone. He dialed the number that he must have saved as a contact in his phone and handed my cell back to me.We both dialed and waited. My phone was completely silent. No ringing, no automated voice, nothing.I sat frozen, waiting, worried Sawyer was going to have a coronary when he realized that whatever cell reception I had was gone.With the air conditioner off, the car was already