Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 50

Chapter 50

2: Lia.

"Lia..." he swallows hard, looking anywhere else but my face. I detect the stern warning in his tone, but I pay it no mind. "W-What are you doing?" "What does it look like I'm doing, hm?" I hum, grunting as I successfully take his tie off, then bat my lashes as I trail the silk down between my breasts, finally, finally getting his eyes there. I feel the heat emanating off him, a muscle jumping in his cheek when I arch my back a little. "I'm just having fun, Daddy," I whisper seductively, dropping the tie and flattening my palm, riding it up the front of his perfumed, well-pressed suit. "You work so hard. You should burn steam sometimes. It'll be good for your health...make you less grumpy." To God, I'm not lying. At all.

Tristan spends six out of the seven days of the week working his arse off.

The last day, Sunday, he spends it with Eric — and it's for a few hours only.

Afterwards, he locks himself in his private office for the rest of the day, while Eric is left with no option than to invite me over for a sleepover.

I'm truly worried about his stress level. I'm worried that when, eventually, he's ready to lay back and have fun it'll be too late then. It's not an excuse for me to get closer, promise.

in my life since he moved in

and I care about the both of them even more than my own father. I see

so close to me..." his gaze falls to my hand on his chest. "And your hands...they shouldn't—" He trails off with a groan when I pop the first button open, the sight of his bare, muscled chest making heat pool in between my legs. "Oops,"

you'll look twice hotter wearing a

and shaking his head, You know what? Forget about whatever I just said. I shouldn't have asked you that. What you choose to wear doesn't concern me." I can hardly think straight. This is...this is more than I ever asked

his shirt back and folds

least a long while, I defy his words, sticking my tongue out as I hop onto the counter, dragging my arse backwards, excited beyond words when Tristan's eyes follow the movement of my bouncing breasts, his throat bobbing, working in an awkward pattern when I inch my legs open just a little.

is probably engrossed in his video games and wouldn't need me there to distract him. Besides, I'm having way more fun with

with me." "No. This...this is madness." We both look down at the same time, at his bulging crotch, then back up at each

a terrible

lukewarm determination, his touch blowing up my circuits, shooting electricity through my body. haven't been with a woman ever since

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