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His thumb pressed against the pulse point under my jaw, feeling the frantic skip of my heart. "I am keeping what I paid for," he growled. "I spent three years playing the 'nice' stepfather. I listened to your mother’s drunken stories. I sat through your school plays. I watched you bring home boys who weren't fit to wash your car. I did it all because I knew that one day, the debt would come due. And I am a man who always collects." He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. The sensation sent a traitorous jolt of electricity through my body. I hated myself for the way my breath hitched.

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The kinky stepmom was a voracious nympho and curious about her teenager's perception of her as she read her special boy's first story of their taboo deeds recorded in the journal. As she read the whole thing she realized it was a mix of real and fake events leading up to their first time together in the family kitchen. As the stepmother waited for her stepson to return home from school she made a mental note to pound her boy toy extra hard with her dick riding muff to make him sorry for being so stupid. She read her stepson's short-story in his journal with her finger over her pink slit to begin rubbing her matronly pink nub and the curious stepmom began to read while waiting for her stepson

Fuck that Killian he knows how to put boundaries, fuck my body too for craving someone like him, now I can barely walk Gosh I'm in trouble, he's my stepfather and I already fucked him, now I want more….

"I mean all this friction between us. The sneaking around having sex. What if we just accept it? Rather than me forcing myself on you, we can make it something you desire too. Something we both want. Ginny's heart was racing, her stomach twisted in a wave of disgust. "You're out of your mind if you think I'd ever have an affair with you willingly," she spat, glaring at him. "You're my stepfather. My mother's husband. What happened before, it was a mistake. It meant nothing." Raymond smirked; he didn't take the anger in Ginny's words seriously. "Did it really mean nothing, Ginny? Cause I don't think you would've let it happen if you didn't feel something."

No one was around to help me because Mom was away. My first boyfriend at school and my first sex when I turned nineteen. Down to the breakup. Maddy and Sapphire who consoled me. And my twenty-first birthday when I was dared by my friends to hook up with someone at the club and then I approached Calhoun, who had sex with me in the backseat of his car. Only to find out the next morning that he was my mother's husband, my stepfather, and also my mate.

I had said that out loud and i meant it. I ran a hand over my face, disgusted with myself. He was nineteen and he was my stepson. He was young and confused and acting out, and I was the adult. I was supposed to stop him, i was supposed to push him away. Instead, I'd gripped his hair and let him take me apart. But it wasn't just the physical act that terrified me. It was the way he had looked at me after. There was no guilt in his eyes, only satisfaction.

His hand went still on my waistband but he didn't let go‚ his dark eyes burning into mine from inches away while his jaw worked like he was physically restraining himself. I grabbed his tie. Wrapped it once around my fist. Pulled him closer until his mouth was right there against mine and I dragged my tongue slowly across his bottom lip‚ tasting him‚ feeling him shudder under my grip. "We are nothing other than a stepdaughter and a stepfather who find each other attractive and fuck‚" I said‚ my voice low and steady even though my heart was slamming in my ears. "That's what this is. I want you. You want me. You have a wife. I have a boyfriend — who my mom likes and approves of‚ by the way. I

Chapter 1: I Get Blackmailed by My Well-Hung Stepbrother After He Discovers I’m the Filthy P**n Author He’s Been Jerking Off To The blizzard rages outside like it wants to bury us alive. Snow piles high against the windows, cutting us off from the world. Mom and Dad are trapped in the city, roads impassable for at least three days. Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life.

Ryker said, and his voice was a sound I'd never heard from him before, low and shaking and barely controlled, "that what Vivienne just told me isn't true." "Tell me," he repeated, stepping into the office, "that my sons did not carry on a sexual relationship with their stepsister for four months under my roof and then throw her away at the Summit like she was nothing." Mateo went white. I pushed back from the desk and got to my feet because sitting felt wrong when you were about to confess to your father that you'd been fucking his stepdaughter for four months. "It's true," I said. The sound Vivienne made from behind Ryker broke me in half. Worse than Delilah's choked noise at Ironridge, wor