Her Stepfather's Crush
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Her Stepfather's Crush

READING AGE 18+

S Kay Steamy Stories

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"F**k," he said, as his eyes lingered on my breasts.
"If we do this, we do this my way."
"Not a problem, Daddy," I said to be bratty, but when he lifted his eyes to meet mine, they were blazing. My p**sy throbbed in response.
He liked that.
"Rule number one, you cannot tell your mother about anything we do."
"I wouldn't."
***
"Spread your legs, princess."
I swallowed down any apprehension and did as he asked.
"Mmm. Keep it bare, just like this. It'll feel better for you, and I love the soft skin against my tongue."
I puffed out a breath at the thought of his tongue on me. He rubbed a callused finger down the bare lips of my p**sy, and I shivered. Then he leaned down and gave it a lick.
I moaned. So loud.
***
It was already too much. I'd never had a tongue inside me, and it was heaven.
"Please," I begged. "That feels..."
All words faded from my brain as he started f*****g me with his flexed tongue.
I spread my legs as wide as they would go, hoping he could get deeper. I needed him deeper.
"My tongue can only go so deep," Daddy said.
"My c*ck can go much deeper, but you're not ready for that yet."
"I am," I promised. "Please."
Instead of answering me with words, he slid one thick finger inside me.
I panted as it stretched me. I'd fingered myself but had been too embarrassed to buy a dildo.
"Please, Daddy."
***
Her Stepfather's Crush is a collection of forbidden age-gap romance stories about dangerous attraction, love at first sight, and secrets that threaten to shatter everything.
Trigger Warning: This book contains taboo themes, including a romantic/s****l relationship between a stepfather and stepdaughter.
Reader discretion is strongly advised.
R18+

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