DADDY'S DIRTY SECRETS
A wave of absolute, toxic jealousy crashed over me.
It hit me so hard my knees actually went weak. I was staring at my own mother, and all I felt was pure, burning hatred. Why does she get to have him? The sick, twisted thought ripped through my brain. I hated her for being the one in that bed. I hated that she was taking his heavy thrusts, feeling the exact same overwhelming fullness that had completely ruined me just hours ago.
Then, Vance lifted his head.
Through the dark room, his eyes cut straight to the door. He looked right through the crack and locked eyes with me.