Sleeping With Stepsis Novels & Stories

I couldn't stay there watching because my back hurt from pressing against the crooked wall. I took small steps, I approached her and slid into the bed, laid beside her and covered myself with the same clothing but I couldn't push myself to sleep. I drew myself closer, looking at her expression as she slept, the look she gave and the small smile that adorned her lips. She looked beautiful, extremely beautiful. I pulled her closer, placing my hands on her waist as I placed my head on my neck and sniffed in her fragrance, it relaxed me and soothed me into a deep sleep.

As Stephen ascended the stairs, his footsteps echoed through the quiet hallway. He reached Anna's door, his hand hovering uncertainly before he mustered the courage to knock gently. Silence greeted his tentative gesture, causing a knot of worry to tighten in his chest. Was she alright? Was she upset? With a deep breath, he slowly pushed the door open, revealing the serene scene before him. Anna lay peacefully on the bed, her chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath. A sense of relief washed over Stephen as he realized she was simply lost in the realm of dreams.

It was just different. “I’m serious.” “How are you even going to do that?” I took one last drag, then snubbed out the cigarette, leaning over to place it on the nightstand. Then I stood up, pulled the covers off her, and gently spread her legs open on the bed. I watched the way her pussy flinched, still sensitive, reacting to the air as it touched her. I brought my thumb to her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles — just enough to feel her respond, just enough to let her body open up to me again.

He kissed me slow, his fingers brushing through my hair, and I let myself melt into him. But later, when he was asleep with his arm wrapped around me, I couldn’t close my eyes. Something was off. I kept hearing sounds outside. Not loud enough to be real threats, but faint shuffles, like footsteps on dirt or branches snapping in the wind. Every time I sat up, the night was quiet again. Still, my stomach wouldn’t settle. By morning, I was pale enough that Joey commented on it during training. “You look like you saw a ghost.” “Couldn’t sleep,” I muttered, not telling her about the noises.

We reach the hotel in the nick of time, and I take the elevator up to our suite. The suite is still well arranged and tidy; room service has been doing a nice job. I step into the master's room and take off my shoes. The first thing I do is fall on the soft bed and sleep. After sleeping for a while, I stir on the bed and wake up. I don't know what the time is nor how long I slept. I take off my dress and panties; my panties stick to my wet pussy, and I struggle a few times before pulling them out successfully.

We forgot to put a condom on him, fortunately the sheets didn’t seem to get stained. I sprinkled kisses all over Ryder’s face and shoulders then reluctantly sat up. “Don’t sleep yet. Let me clean you up.” I stood up, going to grab a wet cloth. However, when I returned Ryder was already asleep, laying on his back with my pillow held tightly at his chest.

"How long are you going to stay mad? I'll take my medicine, okay? If it makes you feel better, tie me up so I don't sleepwalk." She acted like treating her sleepwalking was some kind of gift for me. I couldn't help but scoff. She fought me every time I urged her to take her medication. Yet she obeyed Julian's every word. I remembered the first time I met her parents. Julian was there too. I thought nothing of it, assuming they were just close friends. That night, Wendy sleepwalked and found herself standing on the bridge over a river. Julian and I reached out to her as we shouted her name frantically.

"You're certifiably insane." "And you're stalling." The pillow vanished from my grip. Zoe stood there in skin tight running gear that showed off her toned legs, radiating energy that made me want to throw something at her beautiful face. "Come on, princess. Time to sweat out whatever demons you were wrestling with in your sleep." "I don't have demons." "Right. That's why you were moaning someone’s name loud enough to wake the neighbors." Heat flooded my cheeks. "I was not." "Oh, you absolutely were. Very breathily too. 'No, come deeper…yes, right there.'" She mimicked my voice with theatrical passion. "Should I be worried you're going to ditch me for your psycho stepbrother?"

Those I had risked my life to protect, the family I had once cherished above all, all of them had betrayed me. This time, I would not make the same mistake. Richard stepped forward. Each stride was deliberate. His towering shadow fell over me, enveloping me. The air around us seemed to freeze. He did not say a word. He swung his hand with full force, slamming a harsh slap across my face. The slap sent me staggering, my lip tearing open, and blood flooding my mouth with a bitter, metallic taste.

She was wearing really short shorts and a tank top that complimented her figure. "Could ya'll shut up I am trying to sleep. It has been a long day and I just want to sleep. But i won't be getting that so just shut up so i can at least try to sleep. " She walked off back toward her room. Steph and James quickley went to hers. After about 5 mintues I knew i did not want to be in the living room. I got up and made my way to the her room and lightly tapped on the door. She opened the door and let me come in.