I Craved My Father-In-Law’s Touch

Chapter 4

The moment I realized what I had touched, my ears burned and my breath caught.

We had already lost control. I needed to stop this before there was no going back.

"Brandon, we can't. We've already gone too far."

His hands kept roaming over me, finding every sensitive spot as if he already knew my body.

Panic flared. I shoved at his chest, but he barely moved.

Brandon pinned me beneath him and pulled down his waistband, exposing himself.

He was even larger than I had imagined.

Desire darkened his eyes.

Our eyes met, and the air between us changed at once, thick with tension.

"I'll make you feel good, Chloe."

He pushed me back onto the mattress. His erection pressed hot against my stomach, and a shudder ran through me.

I scrambled backward until my head pressed against the padded headboard.

Part of me reveled in the strength of his body even as I hated myself for wanting him.

He settled between my legs and drew them around his waist, holding me flush against him.

Brandon ran his tongue over my earlobe. "Relax, Chloe. Let me take care of you."

I knew exactly what was about to happen. Fear tightened my chest, but shameful excitement flickered beneath it.

I couldn't tell when we had crossed the line or when my body had started responding to Brandon.

I could feel myself leaning into Brandon, the sheer wrongness of it only making the heat pool hotter and faster between my thighs.

Brandon gripped the end of the vibrator and pulled it out in one sharp motion.

"Ah..."

The sudden rush of sensation tore a cry from me.

Relief flooded me, followed by an aching emptiness that made my toes curl.

My eyes were glazed and unfocused as I clung to Brandon, wave after wave of pleasure consuming every inch of my awareness.

His massive length slapped against my skin, making me flinch.

"Tell me, Chloe. Do you want it?" He smirked down at me, dragging himself against my most sensitive spot.

"Mm..." A sound escaped my throat. I couldn't help it. I wanted him inside me, and I wanted it now.

My husband couldn't compare. Not even close. And he was even bigger than the wand. For a moment, I felt completely lost, like I was forgetting who I was.

Just once, I told myself. One time, to feel like a real woman. He'll never find out...

I was writhing beneath Brandon, lost in the heat of it, when I heard it—my husband's voice.

"Honey? I came back to grab some papers."

I froze. My first instinct was to push Brandon away.

"Get off! My husband's here!"

My mind was spinning. If Lucas walked in and saw his own father doing this with me, it was over.

But Brandon caught my wrist, his voice firm. "Stay still."

I shook my head, trying to refuse, but his thick fingers pushed inside me without warning.

I bit down on the pleasure, my voice breaking into a desperate whimper. "Brandon, he'll find out..."

He ignored me. His fingers moved faster.

The pleasure crashed over me, overwhelming, erasing every thought—until I lost control.

"Ah..."

My husband must have heard something. His voice turned suspicious. "Honey? What are you doing in there?"

I heard him reaching for the door. Panic shot through me. Brandon and I both froze.

I couldn't imagine what would happen if Lucas walked in and saw us. I looked at Brandon, begging him with my eyes to stop.

The lock turned.

Brandon moved fast—shoving us into the closet just as the door swung open.

My husband stepped inside. He didn't see me. All he saw was the wand lying on the bed, still wet.

"Honey? That's strange. I could've sworn I heard something..."

I held my breath, forcing myself to stay calm, but inside I was a mess. In that narrow space, all I could hear was the ragged breathing of me and Brandon.

Brandon leaned in close, his lips brushing my ear. "Want to have some fun?"

I was sitting on him, his hardness pressed firm against my most intimate place.

My heart was pounding, but my body was already betraying me—wetter, hotter, more responsive than I could control. The thrill was intoxicating.

And then he pushed my hips down—hard.

That thick hardness drove deep inside me, filling me completely in one brutal, perfect thrust...