Stepfather Erotica

After being unceremoniously dumped in her sophomore year of college, Elizabeth makes the reckless decision to sleep with the elusive Sebastian Gray, who she’d been crushing on for ages. Just one night and she’ll never see him again, she thinks. That decision comes back to bite her in the ass when she returns home for her mother’s wedding a year later and finds out that her soon to be stepfather is none other than Sebastian! Forced to bear the brunt of the consequences while biting her tongue, Elizabeth resolves to avoid Sebastian from now on. But it turns out to be a futile effort as the first person she sees on her list of professors for senior year is HIM! If she didn’t know any better, she’d think he enjoyed torturing her. Because every time he’s close to her, all of her common sense flies out the window. And his touches are becoming far too frequent for it to be coincidental…

CONTENT WARNING. EROTICA ROMANCE: RATED 18+. "Tell me," he said. "Tell me what you want..." My senses were reeling, my body jerking against his hand. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want your gorgeous fucking cock in me..." "Nice," he smiled against my cheek. "More..." My voice was just a whisper. "I want to feel you inside... I want you to fuck me, hard... I want you to take my ass, and make me fucking squeal..." "You want to be stretched, little girl? Is that what you fucking want?" Oh fuck, my clit was clanging like a church bell. "Yes... Oh, fuck, please... I want you to stretch me..." "Gonna open you up so fucking wide," he growled. "Gonna take your fucking cunt with two fat cocks, stretch you nice and fucking big... two big fucking dicks in your sweet little pussy... gonna feel so fucking dirty... gonna feel so fucking tight..." "Yes..." "Wanna see inside you... into your pink fucking hole..." "Yes..." "Gonna make you wet... make you stretch... make you fucking gape for me..." The heel of his palm was so hard against my clit. "Fuck..." I ran my fingers down his chest, over his abs, until I found the swell in his pants. I squeezed him through his jeans. "Fuck me..." "I fucking shouldn't..." he groaned. "Fuck..." But he was grinding against my hand, moving over me. "Just a quick one. Hard and fast. Please..." "I can't..." he said. "I can't..."

WARNING: This book has strong erotica themes I had two goals for college, start afresh and forget the boy who broke me but on my first day, I grabbed a stranger's cock in a bar and the next morning, he walked into my classroom. As my professor. His name is Chance Black, tattooed, cold, and dangerous. He teaches literature like he owns the room. He looks at me like he already owns me. I should've stayed away. Instead, I begged him to ruin me. This is not just a love story, it's an obsession, it's sex, it's power and it's every dark thing you've ever wanted to feel.