Novel & Cerita Step Dad Romance Books

I closed my eyes, letting the exhaustion pull me under and sleep came fast. Warm, wet heat suddenly wrapped around the head of my cock. My eyes snapped open. A low groan tore from my throat before I could stop it. There he was—my stepdad—on his knees between my spread legs, lips stretched around my thickening shaft. He looked up at me with that hungry, obedient stare I knew so well. His tongue swirled slowly, teasing the underside as he sucked me deeper. “Fuck, Dad,” I muttered, my voice thick with sleep and growing lust. “Couldn’t wait, could you?”

"Busy doing what? Why haven't I seen you around? Mom mentioned something about a wedding, but I didn't think it was this." My stomach dropped. Mom had told him? They were still in touch? I had assumed they were out of my life now that Rufus was in the picture. "We... we're all good. It's just been a lot." "Just a lot?" Jake pressed. "You look like you're in love. Or terrified. Which one is it?" I didn't know what to say. How could I explain to him that I was in love with my stepfather? How could I explain that I was addicted to the way he looked at me? The way he controlled me?

Of course, her mother had come across it one time but she’d quickly made up and explanation and pried it out of her grip before she could ask any more questions. She had a feeling her parents already knew about the collection but there wasn’t much they could do about it. Yeah they knew. Big deal. Reading dark romance kept her sane. Even if it was for an hour or two, she could at least forget her life was utterly and completely a miserable one.” She’d just about plopped herself on the bed, about to grab one of the books she’d just started when the door slid open. Her step dad’s head popped out first. “Hey, sweetie.”

I wasn’t supposed to be home this summer. College had been my escape—my excuse to avoid the suffocating expectations of being Aria Hale, perfect daughter of perfect businessman Victor Hale. But when Dad insisted I come home for his “important dinner,” I didn’t expect him to walk through the door. Jace Carter. My dad’s friend’s son. The boy who used to steal cookies off our counter and dare me to jump from the treehouse roof. The boy who moved away at seventeen and left behind a trail of rumors—fights, girls, a motorcycle accident that nearly killed him.

Shit… we were definitely done for. ................................................................................................................................... “Bea, get up! You always wake up late. You’re going to be eighteen in the next few days, and yet you still have me waking you up like you’re a toddler. You won’t have me forever, and God knows what will happen when I’m gone.” I groaned as my mom ranted. “Calm down, Kate. Isn’t it too early for this?” my stepdad said, giving her a kiss. “You don’t always have to yell at her, you know. She’s the best daughter you could ever ask for,” he said, giving me a kiss on the forehead. “Good morning, B.”

“Mom.” Adrian laughed sheepishly. “Dad will do no such thing. Although he made a mistake, he still has you in his heart. “Dad’s living at my place, and he’s been talking about you every day. He wonders who will be there to take a walk with you when you’re in a bad mood. He even reads romance novels on his phone to learn how the male lead pursues the female lead. He wants to beg for your forgiveness.” Hunter was already castrated. No matter how pretty and young the other women were, he could not have them.

He said, kissing her head. “You know I love you,” She said, turning to him and giving him a morning kiss. ...... Happily Ever After...... Hello, Dear lovely readers, Thank you so much for your support and Love. Finally, My Step Daddy's book is completed. The next project I am going to work on is “HIS LUST" on Good novel only, and it is an exclusive book of Good Novel. Give try this book and might be you will find Ryan Wolf more cunning than Joseph Welton.

. --- Chapter 15: Stranger in the shadow The message on Isla’s phone burned in her mind like a brand. She read it again and again, chest tightening with a rising panic she couldn’t shake. She left more than a will. You’re not the only one she marked. —E That name. Ethan. The man she hadn’t thought about in years. Her mother’s second husband. The almost-stepfather who vanished without a word after the funeral, leaving behind silence thick with unanswered questions.

He looks at me again. “You have a girlfriend?!” I gasp. I can’t help but clap my hands as a smile breaks out across my face. “Dad, that’s wonderful! I’d love to meet her. Unless she’s like Catherine and then I’m going to have to take you aside and give you a lecture about your taste in women. My father laughs. “Yeah, I’d let you, too. No, she’s nothing like Catherine. She’s warm. Caring. You’d like her a lot.”

By this time, he was so close to her, behind her “now I want you so badly" He held Zara on her waist and kissed her neck this was all she needed as she melts into the hands of the man who was her step father now but once her lover, she chose the lover part and would stick to it “Mom's upstairs" she responded, eyes closed deep into her own escasty. “Well , we'll be fast and quiet as long as you don't scream" he was already undoing her undies from the silky nightwear. Just one finger on her core,she gasped. He smiled.