All Chapters of Ruin Me Step Daddy: Forbidden Cravings : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The morning light filtered through the kitchen blinds, casting soft stripes across the marble island where Sarah was flipping pancakes. The smell of coffee and bacon filled the air — warm, domestic, everything Alex used to find comforting. Today it felt like a cage.He sat at the table in sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, trying to look relaxed while his body still ached in the best and worst ways. Every shift in his chair reminded him of the scratches down his back and the delicious soreness in his muscles from how hard he’d fucked Jordan against that hotel door, over the desk, and then for two more rounds in that bed.Sarah slid a plate in front of him — perfectly golden pancakes, fresh fruit, and syrup. She leaned down to kiss his cheek, her robe slipping open just enough to show the curve of her breast. Six months ago that sight would have stirred him instantly. This morning his cock barely twitched. It was still half-hard from the filthy photo Jordan had sent at 2:30 a.m.“You were

Alex’s heart slammed against his ribs as he stared at Sarah’s phone. The message preview glowed in the dark bedroom like a neon accusation: *“Hey, saw Alex’s car at the Grand Plaza Hotel tonight. Everything okay with you two?”*His hand moved before his brain caught up. He carefully reached across Sarah’s sleeping form, unlocked her phone with the passcode he wasn’t supposed to know, and deleted the message. Then he deleted it from the notifications and the trash. His fingers were shaking.He set the phone back exactly as it had been and lay there, pulse roaring in his ears. Sarah stirred slightly, murmuring something in her sleep, and rolled closer, draping an arm over his chest. The guilt was crushing now — heavy, suffocating. Yet his cock was still half-hard from the fresh memory of Jordan riding him, moaning his name while he filled them again.He didn’t sleep.At 6:15 a.m. Sarah’s alarm went off. She kissed his cheek and headed to the shower. Alex lay there replaying every second

The week after the risky office encounter became a tightrope walk over an abyss. Alex tried desperately to regain control of his spiraling life, but Jordan had become an obsession he couldn’t shake. Every spare moment, every excuse, led back to them. The guilt toward Sarah grew heavier with each passing day, yet the thrill of the forbidden only made the sex hotter, more desperate, more addictive.Tuesday night he barely made it through dinner with Sarah before claiming he needed to work late again. Instead of the office, he went straight to the hotel. Jordan was waiting in black lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. The moment the door closed, Alex had them pinned against the wall, ripping the delicate fabric aside and dropping to his knees. He devoured them with his mouth — tongue fucking deep, sucking on their clit until Jordan’s legs shook and they came hard, fingers tangled in his hair, moaning his name loud enough to risk the neighbors complaining.Then he bent them over

Alex stood frozen in his office, phone pressed to his ear, Sarah’s trembling voice demanding the truth on the other end. Jordan was still leaning against the desk, skirt slightly disheveled, his fresh cum slowly leaking down their inner thighs. The air felt thick with tension and the lingering scent of sex.“Alex?” Sarah pressed, her voice cracking. “Your car is there. I drove past twice. Just tell me what’s going on. I deserve that much.”Jordan’s eyes met his — a dangerous mix of fear, arousal, and challenge. They silently stepped closer, hand sliding down his chest toward his belt as if daring him to continue while on the phone with his wife.Alex caught their wrist, heart pounding so hard he felt dizzy. “Sarah, I’m handling a last-minute crisis with the design team. I swear it’s work. I’ll be home in an hour and we can talk properly. I love you.”He hung up before she could respond, the guilt twisting like a knife in his gut. Jordan immediately dropped to their knees again, pullin

The weight of Sarah’s ultimatum pressed down on Alex like a physical force as he lay in the hotel bed, Jordan’s naked body curled warmly against his side. The messages on his phone glowed accusingly in the dark. Sarah had given him a clear choice: end the affair completely or sign the divorce papers. Jordan stirred, pressing soft kisses along his collarbone, their hand sliding down his chest.“Don’t think about her right now,” Jordan whispered. “Let me help you forget.”The kiss that followed started tender but quickly ignited into something deeper, more urgent. Jordan straddled him, guiding his hardening cock inside their slick heat with a shared moan. They rode him slowly at first, grinding deep, hands braced on his chest as they moved together in perfect sync. Their eyes never left his.“I love you,” Jordan breathed between moans. “I can give you everything she can’t.”Alex gripped their hips, thrusting up to meet every roll, losing himself in the tight, wet perfection of their bod