My Stepfather, My Secret Lover

Chapter 2

When I got home that evening, Alaric had already made dinner. He was an excellent cook.

Felicia was highly career-driven and never put much effort into things like that.

I ate more than usual. Just as I was about to head upstairs, Alaric took a pink box from his bag and handed it to me.

"Little Vera, this is a gift for you. I hope the two of us can get along well over the next three months."

His smile was gentle.

"Thanks."

I took the box and opened it right away.

Inside was a pink vibrating egg.

My face turned bright red.

"What? You don't like it?"

Alaric clearly enjoyed my reaction. He rose to his feet and walked toward me step by step. He rested a hand on my shoulder, and I could smell the intense, masculine scent of him.

"Or do you not know how to use this little toy? Do you need me to teach you? Or would you rather use it with me?"

Alaric was testing whether I wanted the same thing he did. And, I had to admit, his instincts were right.

When I looked up at him again, none of that shy, good-girl embarrassment remained on my face.

I reached out first, running my hand over his chest before slowly tracing the hard lines of his abs. There was a challenge in my eyes.

"Aren't you worried Felicia will find out that her beloved husband has inappropriate thoughts about her daughter?"

"You won't let her find out, will you, little Vera?"

Alaric tilted up my chin and kissed my lips.

His tongue slipped between my teeth with practiced ease, inviting mine to entwine with his.

I could not help wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him back.

It was like a spark falling onto kindling. He set every part of me ablaze.

Alaric slipped his hand inside my collar and unclasped my bra. Just as he had in my dream, he kneaded my breasts and teased my n*****s until they hardened, their shape visible even beneath my clothes.

"Mm..."

My breathing grew heavier, and arousal gathered between my legs.

I began to crave the rough pads of Alaric's fingers against my p***y.

"Alaric... I'm so wet... I need you... Let's go to the bedroom..."

When our lips parted, a thin strand of saliva stretched between us.

His c**k strained visibly against his pants, and his eyes were dark with desire.

He threw me over his shoulder in one swift movement, remembering to grab the vibrating egg from the box.

Spank!

Alaric gave my ass a hard smack. Another rush of wetness spilled from me, soaking straight through my panties.

"I'm gonna make you come, you little slut!"