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His breathing quickens, and he pushes his cock against the top of my ass again. He brushes his hand across my nipple, and it hardens for him.
He falls still.
“Laney?” he whispers, aware the boys are still asleep in the same room as us. “You awake?”
I don’t react.
The weight of his hand falls on my breast and he lightly fingers my nipple, teasing it into a tight knot. God, that feels good. Arousal fires between my thighs, and my pussy floods with wetness. I want him so bad. Would he claim to be sleeping if I were to wake and demand to know what he’s doing? He grinds against me again, his breathing growing hoarse as he massages my breast.
He needs to know I want this.
“Reed,” I breathe, turning my face toward him, twisting my neck only so I don’t shift where the parts of his body meet mine.
He goes to snatch his hand away, but I cover it with mine and pin it in place.
“It’s okay,” I tell him.
I reach behind my body for him, slipping my hand beneath the waistband of his sweatpants.
“Laney, no. Stop.”
I shake my head and keep going. I’m happy to find he’s not wearing any underwear, and I already know he’s as hard asstone for me. I wrap my fingers around his cock and give him a tentative squeeze. He groans again and shakes his head against me.
“You need to stop.”
“Do I?” I whisper. “Why?”
“You’re my stepdaughter, and you’re only eighteen years old.”
“What does it matter? We might die out here. No one will ever know.”
“I’ll know.”
“Are you saying you don’t want me?”
“No, baby. I want you. God, I want you.”
“Then take me,” I tell him, still rubbing his erection. “I’m yours. I want to feel your cock in my pussy.”
“What about birth control?” he asks, ever the sensible one.
“It’s okay. I’m on the implant. You can come inside me. I want you to fill me up.”
He groans at my words but pushes his erection into my palm. Then he uses his other hand to pull the sweatpants down his hips slightly, allowing his cock to spring free.
“Yes,” I encourage him. “Fuck me. Please, Daddy. Make me come.”
I don’t know where the name comes from. It just slips out, but I can’t help myself. It feels right on my tongue and turns me on even more. Maybe it’s because I never had a father in my life, so I don’t have any other connection with that name except with him.
For a second, I think I’m going to have triggered all his morality issues around being my stepfather, but then he groans again.
“Naughty, baby-girl.”
He slips his hand beneath the back of my panties, his palm cupping my ass. Then his fingers slide between my cheeks, grazeover my asshole, and then slip between my folds. I groan and tilt my hips to give him better access. I can’t believe how wet I am already—wet and needy.
He pushes one finger inside me, and I draw in a breath, my eyes rolling and hips pushing back on him. I can’t believe how good that feels. He pumps his finger in and out of me, and I whimper with pleasure.
“Shh,” he tells me.
