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She spoke. “He’s not my sugar daddy,” I snapped. “He’s my stepfather now. Technically. My mom is going to get married to his dad so soon or something el...” I stopped and swallowed. “Anyway. Yeah. He’s controlling every second of my life.” I murmured.

“You should go,” Stephan said, voice low and strained, even as his body stayed rooted in place. His eyes flicked down again—over the sheer robe clinging to my still-hard nipples, the soaked black thong barely covering my freshly fucked pussy. “This isn’t right. I’m your stepfather. I came here for… fuck, I don’t even know why anymore. Let me leave, Jade.”

He hurt me and I should have never let myself fall for him. We stay that way for the majority of the day. Trevor holds me, even after I stop crying and honestly I love it. When dinner rolls around, my stepdad comes walking into the living room and clears his throat. "Dinner is ready. Are you guys going to come eat?" He asks, looking a little irritated. "Yeah, we will be there in a minute." Trevor says. My stepdad looks directly at me, staring at me for way longer than he should, and I shift uncomfortably in my seat. "Okay." He says. "Don't wait too long."

“Good morning, B.” “You’re the problem, you know. You always pamper her, spoil her too much, and turn her into a little brat,” my mom said. “And you scold her too much. Let her breathe.” “Whatever,” she muttered, still ranting as she walked out. My stepdad turned back to me and winked with a smirk before leaving the room. I loved my stepdad even more than my real dad...he’s so cool. My mom just doesn’t deserve him, but whatever. 🤷🏼

I was dripping. Mom sighed, pouring coffee. “Your stepdad had too much last night. Men and their get-togethers.” She kissed my forehead. “I just want us to be a complete family, sweetie. A real family.” But what she didn’t know was even with my step daddy in the picture, her constant absence in my life still made us an incomplete family. She mentioned my stepdad, it only made my pussy wetter. “I know, Mom. You’ve done everything for me.” My voice was sweet, likeable, hiding the storm I was brewing.

“You should really step your game up, dad, or mom might leave you.” “I’m plenty romantic son, let’s see how romantic you are when you’re not spending my money renting Scottish castles.” I snicker as the two of them bicker, and we huddle together to watch mom’s favorite movie for the fifteenth time. I smile at my family's happy faces, mom smiling as the movie begins, and my dad's eyes are filled with love and my heart sitting next to me. We’ll be one weird but loving family, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with my stepbrother.

I threw in some sarcasm. "Oh, shut up!" He snapped and asked me to let him speak. "I live with my mum and step dad back home," he said, my jaw dropped. "What?" I asked confusingly. Is he serious? But I thought- "My step dad treats me like I'm his son so no one would ever guess he's not my real dad." He continued. "So who are you here with?" "My dad, Mr Coleman." He flashed me a smile. "You must be the darling niece of my father's wife Amber." He grinned cunningly.

One in which only our closest friends would be invited. We agreed that after having a small one, and we are legally called husband and wife, we can then proceed to having a grand wedding as her father would not be able to do anything about the fact that we are already married by then. And right now, I am with my father at the Imperial Hotel. He decided that, although Esther doesn't want to come back home with us and is still mad at him, he will still help her. Because, well, after all, she is his daughter and he caused the caos between them in the first place.

I immediately looked away, my cheeks burning up. "Cut the bullshit. I doubt you haven't seen a dick in your life." He spat out. My gaze immediately snapped to his and I felt the same temper rising again. "You don't know anything about me. For your information, you're my stepfather, just reminding you in case you lost some of your brain cells on the way here. You shouldn't talk to me like this. Don't be a creepy pervert!" I was panting by the end of my tirade.

I said pulling his cheeks. “Do not act foolish and you are not a kid.” He said stepping back. “How do you know? You never knew anything about me, right?” I asked, folding my hands. “And you have a huge responsibility on your shoulders.” I added when he opened his mouth to say something. “What?” he asked, frowning. “I always read about Step-Mom’s in the fairy tales like the cruelness and everything but never about a Step-dad of a princess. So, you need to show your attitude and I will decide it to be the general view of the Step-Dad’s.” I replied shrugging.