Backseat With Her Stepdad Novels & Stories

I could still smell the bourbon on the air—his scent, mixed with hers. "You're late, Reign," my father said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that didn't match the polite smile he gave my stepmother. "Lost track of time," I rasped, pushing off the archway and walking toward the empty chair. Every step felt heavy. My eyes drifted to Ruth.

If I shift now, everything is lost. "Stop making a scene!" Kendrick growled, dragging me toward the door. Stephanie followed behind us, her head bowed in "grief," though I could feel the heat of her triumphant gaze on my back. He hauled me down the stairs and threw me into the back of the SUV, locking the locks before I could even reach for the handle. Kendrick climbed into the driver's seat, his movements jerky and violent, while Stephanie sat in the passenger side, delicately wiping her dry eyes.

He looked down at his stepdaughter and spoke quietly, almost gently, which somehow made it worse. “Stand up.” Becky shook her head, voice cracked. “Dad… please… I already did what you wanted. Don’t…” He reached down, hooked his hands under her arms, and lifted her as if she weighed nothing. Her bare feet left the carpet. He carried her a few steps to the edge of the big marital bed, the same bed still messy with Stella and Ian’s earlier mess and set her down on her back. She immediately tried to scramble backward. Grant caught her ankle and dragged her toward him until her ass was at the edge of the mattress.

"I'll consider letting you win next time." "...You're impossible." "So I've been told." Unable to hide a smile, Stephanie finally got into the back seat. Kai followed after her, and the car quietly pulled away from the venue.

When my stepdaughter, Yvonne Sinclair, reported me to the police for bad-touching her, my mother rushed to the police station. But outside the station, someone pushed her to the ground, and she broke her hip. In my past life, Yvonne had to repeat her senior year of high school. She complained that her school dorm was too noisy and begged me to let her move back home. My wife, Wendy Harper, backed her up. “How could you bear to let your daughter stay in a room with seven other girls?” I gave Yvonne my study and bought her a new desk and a new lamp. Two months later, she reported me to the police. She claimed that I had entered her room in the middle of the night. When the police asked h

my stepdad deep voice made me stop. I hesitated, wondering if it's a good idea and thinking for a good excuse to escape this moment but nothing comes to my brain. It gave up on me the time I needed it most. “Come seat” he gestures when I walked back to the sitting room making sure I wasn't sitting anywhere close to Jaxon. I don't even look at him. I sat him and take a deep breath. I hope I don't blow this up. “Is something going on?” My stepdad starts and I could feel the concern in his tone. Probably missing breakfast and dinner and leaving when everyone else is sleeping is too extreme and now the noticed.

I parked my bag to follow them but before I left,I stared at my evil stepfather. “I will be back Logan,in a big way and I will make you suffer”I sternly told him and he chuckles. “In your dreams right.Take this trash out of my house” “Miss Claire this way please.We’ve got a flight to catch”I bite my lips in anger and followed them out. “Get in the backseat”I entered the backseat of the car and shut the door.One of the guys sit at the drivers seat while the other stays in the backseat with me.

” Why are you coming with a stranger to the hospital? “He is not a stranger. He is your step-son-in-law. Besides, I can bring whoever l like to see my dad.” Steph said as she stepped in to see her dad. She went inside alone and sat beside the bed, holding her dad’s hand. Mr. Jackson opened her eyes to find Steph was back. ” Did you do what I asked?” “Yes, Father” “That’s great.” “He will be here later tonight.” “Dad, I have someone I want to introduce to you.”

“ I am so sorry , I promise that wasn’t supposed to happen but you are pushing me too damn hard . I didn’t know what to say hearing that from him but I just sat in the car . I actually didn’t want to look at Trevor , I couldn’t believe that this was the same guy that I hated to death just some few weeks ago and now I am here getting into his car . I am so fucking shameless and I knew that but if that is the only way that I am going to get away from my step dad , then I am going to do it , I don’t care what he had done to me in the past , that had gotten absolutely nothing to do with me . As Trevor drove away from the house , I looked up and I could see my step dad staring at me . The hurt an

If my cousins are as drawn to her as I think they are I don’t want problems to start if Jacob is trying to make a claim on her. “Ok, let’s get this show on the road” I yell and open the passenger side door, “Heather, you’re upfront with the twins and me. The rest of you get in the back.” Heather has a worried look on her face as she looks towards Dawn linking each other about something. Heather walked over to where I was standing with the passenger door open. The face she made as she tried to figure out how exactly she was going to get into the truck was kind of cute. The step rail is above her waist, I don’t care how flexible you are it’s a huge step. I quickly picked her up and placed her