All Chapters of Sinfully Yours, Step Daddy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aria’s keys stuck in the lock the way they always did when the humidity climbed. She shoved harder than she needed to and the heavy front door finally gave, swinging open on the quiet of a house that used to feel like home.The air inside smelled like lemon polish and something darker, cedar and warm skin. Dominic’s scent. It hit her low in the stomach before she even saw him.He stood in the open doorway to the kitchen, sleeves rolled to his elbows, one hand wrapped around a glass of water. The late afternoon light cut across his face and caught the silver at his temples. He looked the same as he had at the wedding three months ago, only older somehow, harder. Her mother’s new husband. Her stepfather.“Aria.” His voice was low, careful. “I wasn’t sure what time you’d get in.”She dropped her bag by the stairs and forced a smile that felt too tight. “Traffic was a nightmare. Mom’s still in Singapore?”“Until October.” He set the glass down and crossed the room. “She said you needed th

The words stayed with her all night.Next time you call me that, I might not stop.Aria barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes she heard his voice again, low and rough, like a promise and a threat at the same time. By morning her body felt restless and tight, skin too sensitive under the soft cotton of her sleep shirt.She came downstairs late on purpose. Dominic was already at the kitchen island with a mug of coffee and his laptop open. He looked up when she entered. For a second his eyes moved over her bare legs and the way the shirt hung off one shoulder. Then he looked away.“There’s coffee,” he said.“Thanks.”She poured a cup and leaned against the counter opposite him. The silence stretched. She could feel him trying not to look at her. She could feel herself hoping he would.“I meant what I said last night,” he said finally, still staring at the screen.“I know.”“Good.”She took a sip of coffee and watched him over the rim. His jaw was tight. The muscle there flexed onc

Morning light spilled across the kitchen table like nothing had changed.Aria’s mother moved around the stove in a soft robe, humming under her breath while she made pancakes. Dominic sat at the island with his coffee, scrolling through emails on his phone. Aria kept her eyes on her plate and tried not to look at either of them.Every ordinary sound felt too loud. The scrape of a spatula. The quiet clink of a mug. The soft brush of Dominic’s knee against hers under the table when he shifted. She froze. He didn’t move away immediately. When he finally did, the loss of contact left her skin tingling.“I thought we could all go out for lunch later,” her mother said, setting a plate in front of Aria. “There’s that new place by the waterfront.”“Sounds good,” Dominic answered. His voice was calm. Only Aria noticed the tight line of his mouth.She nodded and forced a bite of pancake. It tasted like nothing.The morning dragged. Her mother stayed close, chatting about work, asking questions,

The knock came again, softer this time.“Dominic? I thought I heard something.”Aria’s heart slammed so hard she felt dizzy. Dominic moved fast. He yanked her sleep shirt over her head, shoved her shorts into her hands, and pointed silently toward the small bathroom attached to the study. She slipped inside on trembling legs just as he unlocked the main door.She pressed her back against the bathroom wall, still naked from the waist down, shorts clutched in one fist, the other hand covering her mouth. Cum slipped down her inner thigh. She could hear everything.“Sorry,” Dominic’s voice came, calm and low. “I dropped a glass. Didn’t mean to wake you.”Her mother’s sleepy laugh floated through the door. “You’re working too late again. Come to bed soon, okay?”“I will. Go back to sleep.”Footsteps retreated. The master bedroom door closed.Aria stayed frozen until Dominic opened the bathroom door. His eyes swept over her bare legs and the evidence still glistening on her skin. Something

Dominic opened the bedroom door only wide enough to block the view inside.Aria stayed frozen on the far side of the bed, sweater clutched to her chest, heart slamming so hard she felt dizzy. She could still feel him between her legs. The sheets were a mess. The air still smelled like sex.“Glasses?” Dominic’s voice sounded almost normal. “I think I saw them on the bathroom counter earlier.”Her mother’s soft laugh floated in. “Of course. I looked everywhere except the obvious place. Sorry for bothering you.”“No bother.”The door clicked shut. Footsteps moved away. Only when the master bedroom door closed again did Aria let out a shaky breath.Dominic turned to her. His expression was tight, eyes still dark with leftover heat and fresh adrenaline.“That was too close,” he said quietly.“I know.”He crossed the room, cupped her face, and kissed her once, hard and brief. “Get dressed. Go to your room. We’ll talk tomorrow.”She nodded, pulled her clothes on with trembling hands, and sli