All Chapters of HIS CHUBBY STEPDAUGHTER: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MICHELA;Jessika! The same girl Nathan had told me about last night was throwing herself at him. The same one he swore he wasn’t interested in and only kept around for study help. Yet there she stood, opening the door of his apartment, wearing nothing but his white button-up shirt. The shirt hung loose on her, the top buttons undone so her breasts swayed freely underneath. The moment her eyes landed on me, an ugly smirk curled her lips. She crossed one smooth leg in front of the other, holding the door half-closed like she owned the place. My gaze dropped to her long bare legs. I could tell she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, my heart thumped almost loudly in my chest.“Babe, who’s at the door?” Nathan’s voice called from inside, casual and lazy.My stomach dropped like a stone. He called her babe? He actually called Jessika babe. The word echoed in my head while my throat tightened.“Nothing important, sweet,” Jessika answered, her smirk growing wider. She leaned against the

MICHELA; I spun around so fast that my long hair whipped across my face. I crossed both arms tightly over my chest, trying to cover myself, but it was too late. Miles stood frozen in my bedroom doorway. His eyes were fixed on the floor, but I knew… he had seen me. He had seen everything. His hand gripped the wooden doorframe so hard his knuckles turned white, like he was fighting to stay in control. My heart hammered against my ribs with anxiety mixed with satisfaction. I only wished for him to see me this way, and now he was here. I licked the lower part of my lips slowly. The air in the room suddenly felt thick and hot. I was standing there in almost nothing, my soft curves completely exposed. I should have felt ashamed. I should have screamed at him to get out. Instead, a strange thrill ran through me. I loved how his presence filled the room. I loved the way his broad shoulders blocked the light from the hallway. I loved the smell of his sweat mixed with something woody that f

MICHELA;“Be serious, Jemy,” I muttered into the phone, holding it between my ear and shoulder while I pushed the closet door wider. “The last time that lady was here she practically called me round.”Jemy’s laugh crackled through the speaker. “I’m sure it wasn’t that bad.”“It is!” I blurted. I yanked out one outfit after another, tossing them onto my bed in a messy pile. I needed to look better tonight. I was tired of the insults, especially the ones that came from Tracey’s sharp tongue and demeaning stares.I remembered the way she had smirked when I reached for a slice of bread during that awful dinner. “You’re no different from a tennis ball and you still… eat carbs?” Her words had sliced right through me. They still stung whenever I thought about them. First, she was trying to take Miles away from me, and then she had the nerve to shame my body in my own house.But Miles had stepped in. “Tracey!” His voice had been sharp and protective. “You will apologize to Chela immediatel

MICHELA;It was Saturday morning, and I knew the usual routine by heart. Miles always went golfing with his friend Max. I would wake up, make breakfast for the two of us, fix something for Skye, and then head over to help at Wills & Words when I had no schoolwork to attend to. But today, I had overslept, and for the first time in months, I woke up feeling light, confident, and strangely powerful. Last night’s dinner… the red dress, Miles’s secret touches under the table, and those heated words in the kitchen… had done something to me. I felt desired. I felt seen. I had underestimated the power of a feminine dress and it had surprised me, and now I wanted more of that feeling.I stood up quickly, grabbing the silky robe from the back of my chair. I had slept off naked last night, curling under the thick duvet..I pulled it tight around my body and tied the belt, but underneath I wore nothing, I had to make breakfast fast. The smooth fabric brushed against my bare breasts and thigh

MICHELA;I ran upstairs, panting hard, my body still aching with need, my lips tingling from the memory of his hungry kiss. Gosh, I was dripping wet between my thighs. This was finally happening. I shut my eyes tight and pressed my thighs together, but all I could see was Miles’ dark, hungry eyes staring at me like I was the only thing he wanted in the world. My skin still burned where his fingers had dug into my hips and ass. My pussy kept clenching and unclenching on nothing, my swollen clit throbbing so hard it almost hurt. I hated that Uncle Max had interrupted us downstairs, but part of me was also relieved. How was I supposed to tell Daddy this was my first time? After all the teasing I had done for months, it would sound so silly. I had been acting so bold, so experienced. What if he changed his mind when he found out I was still… a virgin?I opened my eyes and gripped the edge of my dresser. The laptop screen glowed in front of me… the erotica book I had been secretly writ