Craved By My Stepfather And His Son

Wild Night

Chapter 3

Elena Adams

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I’d never been with an older man. s**t, I’d never had s*x with anyone else apart from my husband.

So I was nervous.

What if he were too experienced and I was inexperienced? He was in the bathroom and I still had a chance to back out.

But I’d called my best friend earlier and she advised me to do it. I actually thought she would try to talk me out of it. But she sounded like she was proud of me.

“Are you ready for this?” His voice snapped me out of my reverie. My mouth fell open when I looked at him and saw that he was completely naked, his big and hard c**k staring right back at me.

I exhaled sharply.

‘You can do this.’ I thought to myself. ‘You also deserve one night of fun.”

I nodded. “Yes, I am ready.”

Without another word, he walked towards me slowly like he had all the time in the world. His eyes never left mine. And he looked at me like I mattered even though he had made it clear that it was just a one-night stand.

My heart was beating so loud that I was sure that he could hear it.

He stopped right in front of me, close enough for me to feel the heat radiating off his body.

His c**k stood thick, already fully hard. I tried not to stare. But it was impossible not to look.

“Do you like what you see?” he asked, his voice rough.

I shifted on the bed. “Yes, I do.”

“Relax, Elena,” he continued, his voice low as he pushed a loose strand of my hair to the corner of my face.

His touch was surprisingly soft for an older man.

“You deserve to have fun too.”

I chuckled lightly. “Yeah, I deserve to have fun.”

He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss started gently, but before I knew it, it had turned deeper and hungrier.

I let out a soft sound without meaning to.

My hands stayed at my sides at first because I was unsure of what to do. But he took one of them and placed it on his chest.

He broke the kiss and moved his mouth to my neck, he was sucking and kissing me at the same time.

I could already feel my p***y throbbing.

As he continued to kiss me, I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer because it felt like I couldn’t get enough of him.

His hands slid down my arms, then moved to my waist, pulling me closer until my body was pressed against his.

I could even feel his hard c**k against my stomach through the thin robe I was still wearing.

“Are you still nervous?” he whispered in my ear.

I shook my head. “I’m not nervous.”

That was a lie. I was still nervous, but I wanted to fake my confidence. I still couldn’t believe that I was about to have s*x with a stranger who was old enough to be my father.

“Okay, good,” he breathed.

He slowly loosened my robe and I sat still while he took it off my body. The way it did it carefully made my p***y drip.

After I was naked, he reached for my breasts and massaged them slowly. My n*****s tightened instantly at his touch.

“f**k,” I moaned.

A satisfied smirk plastered across his face. He kissed me again while his hands explored different parts of my body.

It felt so heavenly.

For a moment, I forgot about the news that the doctor had told me, I forgot about how my husband brought another woman to our house, and how he had been lying to me about being infertile.

I was lost in the moment, and the only thing that mattered was the man standing in front of me.

I started to relax a little. I ran my hand over his chest, tracing a line until my finger brushed the base of his c**k.

He let out a low groan that made something flutter in my belly. Then he smiled against my lips. “Touch it like you own it, Elena. I like it.”

That was all I needed.

I wrapped my hands around his c**k and stroked it a few times. The sound he made sent a rush of wetness between my legs.

I kept stroking him, from the base to the swollen tip.

“s**t, just like that,” he muttered against my neck. His mouth was back on me, kissing and licking until he moved lower to my n****e.

He used his teeth lightly, just enough to make me gasp and arch my back.

“Make it more painful,” I requested.

He lifted a skeptical brow. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I could barely nod my head.

His eyes darkened and he listened to my instructions. The pain turned me on even more.

I placed my hands around his neck, so I would stay steady and balanced. One of his hands slid between my thighs, but he didn’t push inside right away.

Instead, he cupped my p***y, his palm pressing against my c**t. It felt so good and I was already soaked.

He rubbed me in slow circles, smiling whenever I whimpered at his touch. He was clearly enjoying how he made me feel.

My legs trembled as he continued. And I resumed stroking his c**k, matching the rhythm of his hand on me.

The room was quiet except for our labored breathing and the wet sound his fingers were making between my legs.

He lifted his head and looked at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Do you want me now, Elena?”

I couldn’t wait any longer. “Yes, I want you.”

He smiled, then he positioned himself between my already widely spread legs. His thick c**k rested in the entrance of my wet p***y.

I was still pulsing from the orgasm he had given me with his hand, but I wanted more. I wanted him. I didn’t care that he was a stranger anymore. I didn’t care that he was older either.

“f**k me!” I added, my voice faint.

He rubbed his c**k on my c**t, then he slid in slowly. The stretch was intense. He was much bigger than Lucas.

A loud moan tore out of me.

“Shhh,” he placed a finger on my mouth. “This is just the beginning.”

I nodded, bracing myself for the wild night I was about to have.