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Mira's POV“Turn around,” he murmured, voice soft but still commanding in that way that made my stomach flip. I turned, and his soapy hands moved over my shoulders, down my back, slow and thorough. He washed every inch of me like he had all the time in the world. When his hands slid around to my front, he cupped my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples in slow circles. They hardened instantly under his touch.“These tits looked so good bouncing on my cock last night,” he said against my ear, voice low and warm. “And this morning… fuck, the way you came on my tongue. You’re so responsive, baby. Such a good girl for Daddy.”I leaned back against him, letting him hold me up. His cock was pressed against my lower back now, hard again, hot and thick. He didn’t push for more, though. He just washed me, hands sliding lower, over my stomach, between my legs. His fingers were gentle as he cleaned between my thighs, rubbing slow circles over my swollen pussy, washing away the mess from la

Mira's POVBy evening the house felt too big and too quiet. The kind of quiet that made every little sound echo—the hum of the fridge, the tick of the clock on the wall, even my own breathing. I had changed out of his shirt hours ago and put on my own clothes: a soft gray tank top that hugged my curves and a pair of loose black shorts that barely covered my ass. No bra. No panties. Just the thin fabric against my skin. It felt strange after spending the whole day in nothing but his oversized shirt, the way the cotton had rubbed against my bare nipples and pussy every time I moved. Now my own clothes felt too normal. Too safe. I kept tugging at the hem of the tank top, remembering how his hands had felt under that shirt this morning.I made dinner anyway. Simple stuff—pasta with garlic and olive oil, a big salad, some grilled chicken I found in the fridge. I stood at the stove stirring the sauce, the smell of garlic and herbs filling the air, but my mind was nowhere near the food. I

Mira's POVA shiver ran straight down my spine and settled hot between my legs. I smiled under his hand. I couldn’t help it. The thought of him punishing me—of him finally doing all the filthy things he’d been promising—made my whole body light up with anticipation.He felt the smile against his palm. I heard the low, dark chuckle that rumbled in his chest.“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” he whispered. His free hand slid down under the blanket and rested on my bare thigh, fingers squeezing possessively. “You teased Daddy’s cock right under your mother’s nose. Got me so hard I could barely sit still. Now you’re going to take whatever I give you. And you’re going to be quiet about it.”He moved his hand from my mouth just enough so I could answer, but kept it close, ready to cover me again if I made too much noise.I licked my lips, still smiling in the dark. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered back, voice soft and eager. “I’ll be good.

Mira's POVHe started finger fucking my asshole harder. The pace picked up, his fingers thrusting deeper, twisting on every pull. The wet sounds grew louder, filthier. I bit the pillow harder, trying to stay quiet, but the pressure was building fast. Every thrust rubbed against something inside me that made my whole body light up. My hips started rocking back against his hand on their own. I was shaking harder now, thighs trembling, breath coming in short gasps into the pillow.“That’s it,” he growled softly. “Take it. Take Daddy’s fingers in that tight little hole. You’re going to cum just like this, aren’t you? Just from me stretching your ass. Such a dirty girl. You love being punished, don’t you? Love having your stepdad finger fuck your asshole while your mother sleeps down the hall.”The orgasm hit me hard and sudden. I came with a broken cry muffled into the pillow, my body locking up as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My ass clenched tight around his fingers, pulsing har

Mira's POV My third orgasm slammed into me hard, even stronger than the last. My body locked up, my ass clenching tight around his thick cock as waves of pleasure crashed through me. I cried out into the pillow, the sound muffled but desperate, my thighs shaking violently as I came. My pussy pulsed and leaked down my legs while my ass squeezed him over and over.He groaned loud and deep at the feeling of me cumming around him.“Fuck, yes,” he panted. “Cum for me. Cum on Daddy’s cock while I fuck your ass. Such a good little slut. Taking your punishment so well.”He didn’t slow down. He kept thrusting through my orgasm, fucking me hard and fast even as my body shook and trembled beneath him. His fingers stayed on my clit, rubbing me through the intense waves until I was whimpering into the pillow from the overstimulation. My whole body felt like it was buzzing, every nerve on fire.He thrust deep one last time and buried himself balls deep inside my ass. I felt his cock pulse hard as