100 Ways To Pleasure A Little Muse

Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

MELISSA’S POV

Upon arriving at the island, it was already dark—thank goodness. Mom would have seen the mess I made while coming all over my step-daddy’s hand and also his black trousers.

Bryan helped take the luggages into the villa, while Mom and I went ahead to pick a room for ourselves.

I’ve been to this villa a handful of times, and of course, Mom made me pick my own personal room with an excuse of needing a private time alone.

I wondered if she would be sharing a room with Bryan, as it was the first time he was joining us.

“There are five bedrooms in this villa, you both should pick one each for yourself.” Mom announced dismissively, as if she couldn’t wait to bolt to her room. “And you, Melissa, if you’re finding it hard to sleep due to nightmares, you can sleep in Bryan’s room.”

I shouldn’t be surprised at how dismissive and lack- of- interest a person Mom was, yet, I couldn’t help it.

“I can manage on my own, and like you said, I’m an adult.” I replied, grabbed my bag pack and headed to my room, one I’ve been using each time we came for vacation.

I suddenly felt sad and didn’t feel like celebrating my birthday, after all, it was almost over.

“You shouldn’t treat her that way, Lily.” I could hear the voice of Bryan as I made my way down the hall.

“She can take care of herself. Didn’t you hear that?” Mom replied, not seeing wrong in whatever she was doing.

I slammed the door behind me upon arriving in my room. I flung my backpack and fell on the bed with my back pressed against it and my eyes staring at the beautiful chandelier.

My mind instantly drifted back to when Bryan finger-f****d me and my fingers subconsciously shifted to my middle, touching my now dried panties, which of course was stained with my c*m.

“Stop thinking about it, Melissa! He was just helping you because you were in pain.” I exhaled, clearing the thought from my head as I stood on my feet and headed into the bathroom for a cool shower.

By the time I was done, Bryan had ordered some pizza and cold drinks and I couldn’t be more happy—Talk about my favorite!

“You shouldn’t feed her junk, Bryan.” Mom whined as usual, her legs crossed against the other as she watched her favorite TV show in the sitting room.

“It’s her birthday. Just let her have it this once.” Bryan defended me and Mom snorted.

“She has become a brat because you always let her get away with everything.”

I grinned and joined Bryan on the long sofa as I grabbed a slice of pizza and shoved it into my mouth.

A burst of flavor filled my mouth and I couldn’t help but close my eyes, releasing a throaty moan, which Mom didn’t catch, but it didn’t escape Bryan.

His eyes instantly darkened as it rested on me.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and cleared my throat, avoiding his gaze.

What happened back in the truck shouldn’t be repeated. The man was older than me by twenty years and was now my step-daddy.

After one long ass hour of watching Mom’s boring Tv series, she finally allowed me to watch my favorite comedy romance, which happened to be Bryan’s favorite also—Talk about sharing things in common.

“What did he just do???” I threw my head backwards in laughter, my eyes fixated on the TV. “What the hell….” I let out a throaty laugh again, this time my legs subconsciously fell on Bryan’s laps.

It was a habit I do each time we watch movies together, and it was harmless, except something shifted this time.

I immediately came back to my senses and made to drop my legs, but Bryan’s huge hands held them together as he flashed me a smile.

I’ve always enjoyed the way he massages my feet after a long stressful day at school, but this time, the second his hands touched my ankle in an attempt to massage it, a sudden shiver trailed down my spine and I inhaled subconsciously.

Bryan’s hooded gaze fell on me and my lips parted with my head resting on the sofa.

“This movie is boring. It makes me wanna sleep.” Mom yawned, standing up on her feet. “Typical daddy and daughter movie.” She rolled her eyes, heading in the direction of her room.

As soon as the door closed behind her, I immediately tried pulling my legs from Bryan’s lap, while scrambling through my brain for an excuse to escape to my room.

“The movie is not finished yet.” Bryan said, his voice dropping an octave lower, as he shifted my legs close to his bulging c**k, which was straining against his tight grey sweatpants.

“Ahh, I have an assignment to take care of.” I lied through my teeth, knowing fully well he could see through me like a transparent glass.

“You’re on holiday, Princess. You have no assignment, so let's enjoy the movie together.”

Knowing I was caught red handed, I lowered back to the sofa, sinking onto it like a drenched chicken.

However, in a matter of minutes, I was immersed in the movie again, and my foot shifted closer and my toenails came in contact with Bryan’s c**k and I froze, swallowing.

I wished he never noticed, but considering that was a sensitive part of him, it didn’t slip past his notice. “Stop doing that or you will get spanked.” He warned, in a deep throaty voice, one that had wetness pulling in my core.

“I can’t help but rub myself against you.” I muttered, thinking it was an inner thought, not knowing I said it aloud.

Daddy’s eyes darkened, which made mine widened in horror.

I thought he was going to scold me or send me upstairs, instead, he did the unthinkable. “Then continue rubbing yourself against me.”

“Are you serious?” I couldn’t believe it.

“Yes, though I can’t promise not to unleash the demons in me.” He warned, his voice edgy.

“I’m not that breakable, I can handle your demons if you let me.” I laughed lightly, trying to ease the tension in the air, but what I didn’t know was that I not only increased it, but also brought out the demons in my step-daddy.

“Stop tempting me, Princess. My self-control is running thin.”

“Unleash it.” My eyes collided with his and the world immediately stopped around us. My heart began to race and my core began to tick like a time bomb.

“You little…” Daddy hissed, drawing me closer until I was straddling his lap, my p***y directly on his bulging c**k. “I swear to f**k, you’re a little seductress.”

He grabbed me by the neck, enough to make me lose my breath but not enough to choke me and slammed his lips on mine in a fierce kiss, not caring if Mom was right in the room next door.