My Step Father, My Desire
A jolt of pleasure and pain sparks through my scalp.
“Up.”
I rise on shaky knees. He guides me backward until the backs of my thighs hit the edge of the mattress, then presses me down until I’m seated. He doesn’t let go of my hair.
“Spread your legs. Wide.”
I obey, my knees falling open, exposing everything. Cool air brushes against my wet folds, and I bite my lip to keep from whimpering.
Knox kneels between my legs, still clothed while I’m completely exposed. He drags a blunt fingertip along my slit, slow. I jerk in response, my hips lifting instinctively.