Todos los capítulos de My Stepdad, My Sin: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

“Aah.” I moan in relief as his hands go to my wet pussy.“Honey, we shouldn't be doing this,” he said abruptly, stopping and attempting to walk away, but I quickly grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back.“I want this, Mac. Don’t you love me?”“It’s wrong, Bea. I want you, but it just doesn’t feel right.”“Does this feel right?” I whispered in his ear as I felt his hard cock with my hands. He moaned lightly, and I kissed him. Hesitantly, he put his hands around my waist as I pressed my boobs against his chest. His hand went up to my bra, unhooked it, and felt my breasts softly. I pushed him onto the chair and sat on him, rubbing my already dripping pussy on his hard cock.“Aarghh.” I moan loudly. Then suddenly, I heard the click of the door lock. Shit… we were definitely done for....................................................................................................................................“Bea, get up! You always wake up late. You’re going to be eighteen

The next morning, the house was quiet, too quiet. My mom had left for work, still fuming, judging by the way she was banging doors like they were the cause of her problems. I just stayed in my room, curled up under the blanket, my mind replaying yesterday, the image of him kissing that woman burned in my memory.I just layed there, hoping he’d knock again. I didn’t want him to give up on me and stay away. I was angry, yes, but that didn’t mean I didn’t still love him. I waited… and waited. But he didn’t come. So he had given up after all. Oh well.My stomach growled, reminding me I needed food and also that I had to get ready for the soul-draining thing called school. I finally forced myself off the bed and headed for my door.A soft knock made me jump.“Bea… can we talk? Please,” his voice was low, almost begging. I couldn’t help the small, satisfied smile tugging at my lips. My heart raced, but I didn’t answer.He knocked again, more firmly. “I need you to hear me out.”I finally op

11:59 PM.I stared at my phone like my life depended on it.My heart was beating so fast it didn’t even make sense. It was just a birthday… right? This was the first time in a very long time that I was actually excited about my birthday.11:59…11:59…Then, 12:00.I sucked in a sharp breath, sitting up immediately.“I’m eighteen…” I whispered, a slow smile spreading across my face.Finallyyyy.I rolled on my bed like a maniac shrieking.Something about it felt different already, I felt like I was a woman.And without even trying…My mind went straight to him.I knew any second from now he was going to knock on my door. He was always the first to wish me a happy birthday.And just like I predicted, a few seconds later, A soft knock landed on my door.I shrieked again.Another knock.“Bea?” his voice came, low and careful.My heart literally skipped.I jumped off my bed and rushed to the door, trying not to look too eager… and failing.I opened it.And there he was.Leaning slightly aga

Then suddenly I heard the lock of the door lock click shittt we were definitely done for…..Everything stopped right there in the living room.My body went completely still on top of him, my heart slamming so hard against my chest it felt like it was about to give us away.He just froze there too. It was like we both snapped back to reality at the same time. The front door was opening and someone was about to step inside. “Mac…” I whispered, my voice shaky now, barely holding together.His hands dropped instantly, like he had just realized what we were doing, and where we were doing it.Slow footsteps followed and it was getting closer. “Oh my God…” I breathed, quickly getting off him, my hands fumbling as I tried to fix myself, my hair, my clothes, anything to make it look normal. He stood up fast, running a hand through his hair, trying to pull himself together, but I could see how tense he was.The footsteps got closer, each step louder than the last. “Bea?” My mom’s voice.

I didn’t even bother closing my door fully when I got to my room. I just pushed it halfway and dropped my bag on the floor, letting out a slow breath.My heart was still beating faster than normal. Not because of what just happened…But because of what didn’t happen. He keeps pulling away.I flopped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling, replaying everything again.The way he looked at me, the way his voice dropped, the way he stepped back like it physically cost him something.I smiled slightly.“Yeah… this definitely isn’t over,” I muttered to myself while rolling to the other side. I just laid there in thoughts for a while. I didn't even know when time went by. A soft knock on my door made me sit up. I smiled cause I hoped it would be Mac. “Yeah?” The door pushed open a little more. My mom. Of course. She leaned against the frame, arms crossed loosely. “You’re home,” she said. “Yeahh... I took the bus,” I replied casually, sitting up straighter. She nodded slowly, studying