My STEP-ZADDY

Chapter One

Phyna's POV

His lips found mine, and for a moment, the rest of the world disappeared.

The kiss started softly, almost cautiously, but it quickly deepened.

There was an urgency in the way he held me, as though he had been waiting for this moment for far too long.

His hands moved slowly along my body, sending waves of warmth through me.

I felt my heart racing against my chest.

His lips left mine and traveled to my neck. He pressed gentle kisses against my skin, lingering long enough to make me shiver. Every touch seemed deliberate, every movement filled with unspoken emotions that made it impossible for me to think clearly.

I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the moment.

The world around us faded into the background until there was nothing left but the sound of our breathing and the closeness between us. My pulse quickened as he pulled me nearer, his touch making me feel both nervous and safe at the same time.

I couldn't explain what was happening to me.

Every glance, every touch, every whispered breath seemed to draw me deeper into a feeling I couldn't resist. My body reacted instinctively, responding to his presence in ways I had never experienced before.

His forehead rested against mine for a moment.

"Look at me," he murmured.

I slowly opened my eyes.

The intensity in his gaze stole the breath from my lungs. It was as though he could see every thought I was trying to hide, every emotion I was struggling to control.

Heat rushed to my cheeks.

I looked away, suddenly shy beneath his attention.

A small smile appeared on his face.

"There you are," he whispered.

His voice was low and warm, sending another wave of butterflies through my stomach.

I tried to speak, but the words refused to come.

Instead, I simply stood there, caught between excitement and uncertainty.

He gently lifted my chin.

"You don't have to be nervous," he said.

But I was nervous.

Not because I was afraid of him.

Because of the way he made me feel.

Because every second spent near him seemed to awaken something inside me that I didn't fully understand.

The silence between us wasn't uncomfortable.

It was filled with anticipation.

Filled with emotions neither of us seemed willing to say aloud.

His hand brushed against mine.

The simple gesture felt surprisingly intimate.

I swallowed hard.

The air around us seemed warmer than before.

For a moment, neither of us moved.

Neither of us spoke.

We simply stood in the kitchen, staring at each other.

Then he smiled again.

The kind of smile that made my heart skip a beat.

The kind of smile that made me forget every sensible thought in my head.

I laughed softly, trying to ease the tension that had settled between us.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.

"Like what?"

"Like I'm the only person in the world."

His smile widened.

"Maybe you are."

My breath caught.

I knew he was teasing me.

At least, I thought he was.

But there was something sincere in his expression that made me wonder if he meant every word.

The thought alone was enough to make my heart race.

I looked away again, unable to hold his gaze for too long.

He chuckled softly.

"You're blushing."

"No, I'm not."

"You are."

I rolled my eyes.

His laughter filled the room.

For some reason, hearing him laugh made me smile too.

The tension eased slightly, replaced by a comforting warmth that settled between us.

For the first time that evening, I felt myself relax.

Maybe everything didn't have to be complicated.

Maybe I didn't have to overthink every feeling.

Maybe I could simply enjoy being with him.

The thought was comforting.

His fingers intertwined with mine.

A simple gesture.

Yet it felt meaningful.

Important.

Like a promise neither of us was ready to put into words.

The room grew quiet again.

Not awkward.

Not uncomfortable.

Just peaceful.

I liked that.

I liked being here with him.

I liked the way he made me feel.

And although I wasn't ready to admit it out loud, I knew one thing for certain.

I never wanted this moment to end.

He saw it in my eyes, the heat , the lust every of my emotions is visible in my eyes.

He came closer to me and without hesitation as if he has made up his mind, and it tired of holding back, he kissed me on the lips, he started gentle but hardened he was desperate, showing me how much he wants me and how much he was holding back, I want him too, he has been occupying my thoughts since I turned 17.

He was breathing high, touching me slowly in place that I always want him to, my body was on fire, filled with love, lust and want. I so much love what he is doing to my body, the pleasure was more than what I imagined it to be.

His kissed me gently and lovingly on my neck. He sucked my neck with reckless abundance,

kissing me so hard that it will live a mark on my neck. His mark he transcended to my collar bone.

His kisses are a testament of his lust for me, his desire to have me and owned me just the way he wants and I'm willing to take all he has to offer.

His hand were on my breasts, he kissed my breasts. Used his left hand to caress my body, he rolled the n****e of my breasts and suck my left breast so hard while rolling my right breast gently with the tip of his finger that was loarge and made me want more.

I was a moaning mess, my moans are loudly enough for an entire community to hear, I was moaning and calling his name desperately wanting him to touch me where it ached the more,

ay some point I was calling his name not knowing what I want him to do to me, I don't know wether I want him to stop or continue sucking and rolling my breast but what ever he is doing to me I don't want him to stop.

My body was responding to every of his touch as if it belongs to him. I was moaning and calling me daddy.... Hmmmmm ......right there ......daddy..... please.......dad.....dd......dy.....m

He kissed my stomach with a feather like kiss as he traveled down ward to my thighs.

He dropped on his knees, look me in the eyes and said open your legs for me baby.

My breath caught in my throat I looked flushed and heat ran from my neck to my cheeks,

seeing the most powerful man in New York City on his knees ready to please me made my stomach tingly in sweetness that only him can give me.

I was reluctant to open my legs, don't know wether to open it for him as he said or just stop it but I believe the first option is the best thing to do.

Seeing my reluctance to open my legs for him. He began kissing my feet,

he took my big toe in his mouth and began sucking it and the same time playing with my n*****s with his fingers.

I was a loudly a moaning mess, I was calling his not caring if anyone heard us daddy…. He stiffed looked me in the eyes and said what did you just call me... call me again baby?

I said Daddy….. his eyes turned darker filled with the lust and want he has for me, it was at a highest point .

He began kissing my my leg upward towards my p***y , when he reached my middle thigh he hesitated, looked me in the eyes and say are you sure you want this baby? I nodded my head in reply, I don't trust my voice.

Seeing that I want it too, he began kissing and sucking the flesh beside my p***y.

I called again dad…..ddy please.....

He asked what do you want baby?

Tell me, what do you want daddy to do to you?

I replied I want daddy to suck my pussy....

eat me out daddy…. Let me feel your mouth on me please I begged desperately.

he smirks and said as you wish my love

Just when he was about to suck me, I heard someone calling my name from outside.

The voice sounded distant at first.

Then louder.

"Phyna!"

I frowned.

Had I imagined it?

The voice came again.

This time much closer.

"Phyna!"

My eyes widened.

Before I could respond, a loud bang echoed through the room.

Then another.

And another.

Someone was knocking on the door.

Hard.

The sound shattered the moment instantly I had and woke me up from my blissful dream.

I jumped back in surprise face flushed, this was the 12 time I am having this kind of dream about my step father.

My heart pounded as I turned toward the door.

The knocking continued.

Who could possibly be here at a time like this?

And why did it feel as though whatever waited on the other side was about to change everything?