Sight
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Chapter 11
Damien Steel
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I could hear Elena’s voice from my room. For a moment, I thought I was imagining things, but her voice grew louder.
The house's walls were thin, and one could easily hear what was going on in another room.
My c**k instantly became hard as I listened to her moan my name. It was a good thing that we were the only ones at home.
I had to leave my room and walk over to her door so that I could hear properly. I was silent for a while, but when I couldn’t take it anymore, I pushed the door open.
Fortunately enough, it wasn’t locked.
Elena was shocked to see me.
Her eyes widened immediately and she pulled the blanket tighter against her chest like she was shielding herself from me.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I leaned against the door and teased her. After a while, I moved closer to her bed, unable to hold myself anymore.
Elena clearly wanted me and I wanted to make her wishes come true. But she was acting so tough like she didn’t want me.
“I said you should leave my room,” she continued, her voice shaking slightly.
I didn’t listen. Instead, I hovered around her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
I saw how her body reacted to my touch.
“Do you really want me to leave your room?” I asked, my voice rough and husky.
She hesitated.
I held her gaze.
She looked away.
“I—I don’t know,” she admitted.
My lips curved into a smile.
Then I leaned closer, my breath brushing against her ear. “My lips are right here, Elena. Just say a word and I’ll show you exactly what I’ve been thinking about since I heard you moan my name.”
She whimpered. “I didn’t moan your name. You heard something else and felt it was your name.”
I laughed softly.
She was afraid to admit that she was screaming for me when I wasn’t even in the room with her. She probably felt embarrassed about it.
Maybe she felt that no one could hear her.
“Really?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“So you want me to leave?”
Her chest rose and fell rapidly under the blanket she was still holding tightly to. I wondered what the state of her p***y was like.
My presence alone must’ve made her really wet.
She swallowed hard. “Damien… this is crazy. We shouldn’t…” She stopped midway, staring at me like she wanted me to make the decision of leaving on my own.
“We shouldn’t what?” I asked, taking a few steps forward to close any possible distance that existed between us.
She breathed. “I can’t do this to my mother.”
“But you were the one calling my name while that vibrator was buried inside that sweet pussy.”
Elena’s eyes flashed back to mine, a mix of embarrassment and raw hunger flashing across her face.
“Just go, please…”
“If you really want me to leave, push me away,” I said, my voice almost inaudible. “Push me away,” I repeated.
A few seconds passed and she didn’t do anything.
I let out a chuckle.
Slowly, I tugged at the blanket, not pulling it away but testing her resistance. She held on tighter for a second, then her grip loosened just enough for me to pull it down to her waist.
She wasn’t wearing anything.
The sight of her made my mouth go dry.
Her breasts were perfect—full, soft, with tight n*****s that were clearly begging to be touched.
My gaze shifted to her stomach and then lower. I could see how soaked she was.
“f**k, Elena,” I breathed, my voice thick with lust. “You’re dripping for me.”
Immediately, she tried to cover herself, but I held her wrists gently and pinned them above her head.
That move made her arch toward me.
God. I needed her.
It was so wrong, but it felt so good.
A soft and needy sound escaped her lips.
“How bad do you want me?” I asked as I traced my finger across her face. “Tell me…”
“Damien…” she moaned. “I want you so bad. I want you inside of me right now. I want you to kiss me and f**k me like I’m the only girl in the world.”
Damn. I wasn’t expecting that answer.
It made me lose control.
“You want me to f**k you like you’re the only girl in the world?” I growled against her lips, my breathing labored.
She nodded. “Yes.”
Just as I was about to kiss her, I heard the front door suddenly click shut. We both stiffened.
Lily wasn’t meant to be back so early.
Elena’s eyes widened in pure panic and she pushed me away. “Leave, you have to leave now. My mom is back,” she said as she reached for her shorts.
I got out of her bed and stood up. “Okay, we will continue later,” I said, straightening my shirt. “
Elena shot me a frantic look. “Hurry up and leave. She can’t see you here like this. You shouldn’t even be here.”
Without another word, I turned around and left her room. Then I went downstairs to meet Lily.
But on the way, I ran into Chase instead.
“Did you come back with Lily?” I asked.
“No… I came inside alone.”
A wave of relief washed over me. It wasn’t my wife, it was just my son. Elena had been scared for nothing.
But still, Chase wasn’t meant to know that I had f****d his new stepsister. That was a messed-up thing to do.
“Okay. Where are you coming from?” I asked, trying to change the topic of conversation because I didn’t want to come off as suspicious.
Chase laughed. “Dad, don’t be weird.”
Well, I usually didn’t ask him about his whereabouts.
“The girl… Elena. Did she go out with her mom?” Chase added, his voice filled with curiosity.
“Emmm. Elena? No, she’s in her room.” I forced my voice to be steady.
Chase smiled. “Okay, Dad.”
My brows furrowed slightly.
Why was he happy about Elena being in her room?
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