Chapter 9:
Rick’s POV~
God, I was destroying her.
Every thrust drove me deeper, harder, splitting that tight, soaked little p***y open like it was made just for me and it was.
I’d spent months dreaming about this, nights lying awake hard as a rock, sick with need, knowing exactly how wrong it was, exactly how rotten and black my soul had become just wanting it.
And now here I was, buried to the hilt in my own stepdaughter, the girl I was supposed to protect, the girl I helped raise, pounding her into the mattress like she was my own personal w***e.
Her knees were bent all the way back, pressed up tight against her head, her legs folded open so wide she couldn’t close them, leaving her completely exposed, her pink, wet hole stretched and gaping just for me, wide open and on displa
