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But she hadn’t. She’d never called him it growing up.
Back then, he’d been Uncle Josh.
They’d never lied to her. She’d known the truth, even if she’d been too young to understand the reasons behind it. She’d known he wasn’t her father. Just her mummy’s friend who they lived with.
Who she could always trust and who would be there for her, no matter what.
And he’d always done his best to live up to that promise.
Even after Sonja had passed away, he’d strived to be there for her.
She’d been well into her teens by then and just called him Josh.
Sonja’s loss had been hard on them both, but Erica had processed it well. She’d cried and wailed, rebelled, fought, stole, and even ran away. All the usual stages a child that had lost a parent went through. She’d grieved, and Josh had been there for her, weathering the storm until eventually she found the peace that she needed to carry on.
Then one day, not long after her sixteenth birthday, he’d come home from a long business trip and there she’d been waiting to greet him in the doorway. Before he could say a word, she’d thrown her arms around him and declared, “Daddy’s back.”
And there it was, the phrase that had shaped his life from then on.
In retrospect, he should have put a stop to it then, but he’d just handled her the same way he had her mother and just let it go.
Well, maybe it was time to change that.
“Tonight, I’ll be your reward, your good, obedient little fuck toy stepdaughter, daddy...”
Josh knew he should refuse her. Tell her to put some clothes on and go to her room, but when she said it like that, how could he refuse?
Reaching out, he circled his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. In his arms, she felt deliciously small and delicate. Like fine china that might shatter if he was too rough with her.
She sighed, burying her face into the crook of his neck and inhaling deep, the delicate scent of his aftershave making her belly do somersaults, before lifting her chin slightly to look him in the eye. He met her stare; the desire reflected in those dark sapphire depths making his cock ache as, with his heart drumming in his chest, he dipped his head. She met him eagerly, rising onto the tips of her toes to press her mouth to his, arching up against him, needing to be as close as possible.
Josh knew it was a stupid thing to do.
No, a fucking ridiculous thing to do.
This was Erica, for Christ’s sake.
Sonja’s daughter.
Maybe all grown up, but still his stepdaughter.
Of course, he had never actually fucked her mother, which called into question the legality of their whole marriage. Which meant she was really nothing but a gorgeous young woman offering herself to him.
His best friend’s daughter.
And as she pushed up against him, moaning the sexiest, kittenish sounds he’d ever heard, Josh could feel the heat of her skin burn through the Santa costume, and it drove him wild.
Wild enough for one of his hands to slide up her back, fingertips playing along the curve of her spine to tangle in her hair. She gasped at the sudden possessive ferocity and he pressed on, his tongue sliding in deep to feast on her sweetness, licking and swirling around. Drinking her in like a parched man’s first cup of water, needing to savour every drop, her flavour as sweet to him as the rarest wine, his very own fountain of Ambrosia.
Lost in the taste of her, he didn’t notice they were moving until he felt the base of the bed knock against the back of his legs and send them tumbling to the mattress. He landed on his back and Erica astride him.
Erica gasped at the sudden switch. Then, giggling playfully, she pulled back to look down at him stretched out across the bed beneath her. It was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen. The image of her stepfather in his ruffled shirtsleeves, his usually immaculate sandy hair tousled and that boyishly handsome face glazed with the desire she’d so longed to see burning for her. She’d never seen him look like this before, his expression so raw and primitive, almost bestial as his lust-darkened eyes seemed to burn hot and fierce.
It got her hot to see him looking so wild and dangerous, and she wanted to sear it into her memory. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, her heart fluttering like a robin redbreast in a cage at the thought of what was to come, she bent down and draped herself across him.
“You’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted this, Daddy,” she purred in his ear, her low silky tone sending a fresh shiver down Josh’s spine, making his cock swell and jerk within its prison as she kissed his nose, her hair tickling his cheek and making him groan softly at the tease of her touch.
The sound gave Erica such a thrill. For all her outward confidence, she hardly dared to believe this was real, that this was Josh, her Stepdad, beneath her, allowing her to touch him this way.
