Todos los capítulos de Her Stepfather's Crush: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

BECKI don’t like the way either of my friends is checking Lia out. Steve has never met her, and it’s been close to four years since Dean’s seen her. She’s definitely grown up. She used to be all arms and legs. Now she has softness and curves. I will my dick to stay down because he’s memorized all her curves. Especially since I’m pretty sure she’s not wearing a bra.“Lia? Wow. You’ve grown up.”A growl rumbles up from my chest at Dean’s flirty tone of voice.“Thanks?” Lia crosses her arms over herself.I feel the need to protect her, but not in a fatherly way, not after seeing every inch of her body as water cascaded over her skin… fuck. I need to stop this train of thought.“Can I help with lunch?” Lia asks.“Sure. Lia and I are on kitchen duty. You two unload the truck.”Both my friends grumble, but they do as I ask. I start unloading the box of groceries that one of the guys must have brought in. We don’t exactly do healthy when we’r

BECKHoly shit. Lia’s the hottest thing I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting. Her moans and pleas and screams have me turned inside out. My dick is pounding against my shorts so hard that I swear I can hear it in my ears.Then I hear something else. The front door is clicking open. I grab a towel from where it hangs on the back of one of the loungers and toss it over Lia like a blanket.“Beck?” Dean calls out.I hurry in through the sliding screen door, hoping to block Lia from view as she straightens her clothes.“Everything okay?” Dean asks.“I thought I heard someone scream.”I shrug.“Lia saw a spider.”“A spider?” Steve smirks.“Did she call you outside to kill it?” I roll my eyes.“That was a quick ride around the lake.”“We forgot to take the beer,” Steve says with a meaningful look.When I hear the screen door slide open behind me, I stiffen. Lia better be fully covered or I’ll…I’m already thinking of her as mine. One heated little session on the lounger and I’m ready to go

My car makes a weird rattling noise and starts to slow down even though my foot is pressing on the accelerator. I’ve never had any car trouble before, so I don’t really know what to do. The car behind me honks and swerves around me. They pass me on the right and continue down the highway, unaware that I’m freaking out.I chant, “Oh my God. Oh, my God,” as I flip on my blinker. Checking all my mirrors, I see cars bearing down on me, but I have no choice but to cut people off and get to the side of the road as my car continues to slow.By the time I get to the right, I’m going twenty miles per hour. My car is huffing and puffing, chugging and wheezing. Just when I cross over the yellow line at the side of the road, the engine sputters and dies. My foot is still on the accelerator as I drift to a stop.My first class of the day starts in thirty minutes. I’m only halfway between home and the university campus. The good news is that a broken-down car will be a proper excuse to miss the te

When the stranger pulls away, Daddy looks down at me. My arms are still around his torso. He wraps both of his arms around my back.“You don’t know anyone at the sheriff’s office,” I say.“No, but he doesn’t know that. And I wanted him to think that someone knew where we were. I’d fight to protect you, but bullies are easily intimidated, for the most part. I didn’t think he’d be willing to take the risk and gamble that I was bluffing. Because if I was telling the truth and he got physical, he’d be in even more trouble.”“Thank you for coming to get me.” I bury my face in his chest and squeeze myself as close to him as I can get. Maybe he won’t notice the tears of relief that leak down my cheeks.“Besides. I know a few guys on the campus police. I’ll ask them if there’s anything I can do about what I overheard.”I pull back and look up at him. “So you took a picture of his license plate?”“Yes. And of him leaning over your car. What are the tears for?”

“So what happened?” Mom asks.“Her head gasket blew,” Daddy says.Mom shakes her head. “What does that mean?”“It means her car is totaled.”Mom blows out a breath. “We weren’t planning on a new car.”“We won’t be buying a new car, not for the foreseeable future,” Daddy says.“How can we get around it? Penny’s schedule is so different from yours.”Daddy sends me a hard look, as if I’m being disciplined. I bite my lower lip because instead of making me scared or nervous, it’s making me wet.“Penny will start waking up early and coming with me.”Mom turns a surprised look in my direction. I’m not exactly a morning person. I have a habit of procrastinating, then studying late into the night and sleeping in.“You’re going to go to school hours before your first class of the day?” Mom asks.I shrug. “It’ll be worth it. I’ll study before class and then hopefully go to bed earlier. Getting stuck on the side of the road freezing and being alo