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He pulled out, I couldn't stand, my legs were shaking but he didn't give me time to recover as he positioned me to the side while his shaft thrust in from the side, one of my legs hang up in the air, “You see how I'm fucking you, no one, will fuck you like that, if I see you looking for another man for anything I can do and give to you, I'll fucking show you why my name is Killian Romero” “Ahhhh…..” Deep thrust, as he pulled out, suddenly hanging both of my legs on his shoulders as his mouth covered my pussy, “Shit….. Killian” his tongue licked my clitoris, deepening into my hole, “Yes baby, scream my name while you cum in my mouth” And just like that, I exploded emptying everything into his

Then I felt it. A delicious, wet, hot sensation between my thighs. My stepfather was between my legs, eating my pussy like a starving man.

My body was betraying me, aching and thrumming with a heavy, taboo arousal that made my head spin. I was standing in my step-father's library, being cornered by my step-brother, and God help me, I didn't want him to stop. He tilted his head, his mouth brushing the sensitive skin of my neck, and I let out a soft, embarrassing whimper. His lips parted against my skin, his tongue darting out to taste the pulse jumping frantically at the base of my throat— Thud. Thud. Thud. The sound of Arthur’s dress shoes echoing down the hardwood hallway shattered the quiet .

I knew she was close but held back, wanting to draw out our pleasure, to explore every inch of her desire for me. Her pussy gripped my cock like a lifeline, every thrust pulling us deeper into this forbidden storm. Sarah's screams of pleasure echoed in my ears as her body trembled on the brink, but I wasn't done exploring her yet. Not by a long shot. The way she'd confessed her secret fantasies about me, ignited something primal deep inside me. I wanted to push her further, to show her the depths of what we could share - this twisted bond between stepfather and stepdaughter that felt so fucking right in the heat of the moment.

And the worst part‚ the absolute worst part‚ was that even now‚ even standing here in the middle of this nightmare‚ my body was still humming from what he'd done to it. That man had made me cum harder than anyone ever had in my life. And he was my stepfather. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. "Okay‚" Kael said finally‚ pressing his palms together in front of his mouth like he was trying to physically hold himself together. "Okay. We need to get dressed. Right now."

She stared into my eyes and I feared she had caught on, but she shook her head aggressively. “Ahah, I don't buy that. He wouldn't do that to his own fucking child!” I rolled my eyes at her. He was more than a step dad to me, if only she knew we were having sex I wonder what her reaction would be. My step dad, my fuck buddy, stood right there and watched me slam my head against the ground. She was gonna explode if she found out about the bigger part of the story.

I stood in the kitchen with my thighs pressed together and my heart absolutely rioting in my chest and the deeply inconvenient realization that I was attracted to my stepfather in a way that was going to get me into serious, serious trouble. I went back upstairs. Climbed into bed. Pulled the duvet up. And then my phone lit up on the nightstand. Unknown number. With one message saying Wear something decent to breakfast tomorrow. I won’t tell you twice.

Hero yelled, making everyone on the table, tremble slightly. "Dad is Hardin saying the truth? Is this dimwit, really your wife?" "Watching it Hero, how dare you call her a dimwit? this should be the last time you call her something like that. You must show her respect as your stepmother," Mr. Scott reprimanded angrily. "I will call her whatever I want dad. How can you tell me that she is your wife, when did you get married?" "That's none of your business son. All you need to know is that she is my loving wife, and you must respect her, whether you like it or not."

How her stepfather had always been tight-lipped at times, even feeling that the man she was dealing with was too cold, though regarding last night's outburst, the man had spoken at length, as would probably be the case once Moreau added her side of the objection. "I haven't understood what kind of rough scene you mean. You had sex as usual. What's different?" "You can read everything in there." Moreau blinked a few times shortly after her stepfather almost gave a short answer. She instinctively looked down to reconfirm the points revealed on the paper agreement, reading carefully while stating directly. "It says here whips, chains, and some of your dangerous sex tools." Moreau frowned, again

The profile of his face was perfect, as if he was a carving of some kind of god. And he was just as cold. He didn’t even look at me as I marched over and snatched the cigarette from his fingers. “These will kill you,” I complained. “It’s time to quit.” Levi paused. “Hold on.” He pressed the phone to his chest and when he looked at me, his eyes were cold. “Oh now you care about your step-father?” he sneered. I reeled, taken aback. “After you cut ties with me, after all these years, why bother pretending now?”