Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

15: Gage.

She walks out of the bedroom and I see her immediately, because I've been staring at the door for twenty minutes, waiting. Waiting for her. Trying to breathe without her long enough to let her take a shower and put on some clothes. It's not going well. Every time she's not in my arms, every second I'm not consumed by her, all I can think of is losing her. How the lies I told to my teammates are going to come back to haunt me. It's only a matter of time.

After the championship tonight, I have to come clean. I have to clarify to each and every one of them that I'm not dating Stella for my image. I'm with her because she's my fucking life.

Now that I've spent the last two days giving her my cock, the sharpest parts of my jealousy are gone. She's mine. She's mine. I've made her say it a thousand times. And I know I'll spend the rest of my life strangled by possessiveness for her, but right now, in this moment, that ugly emotion is at rest. There's only the love and peace she blesses me with.

The lust is there, too.

Oh Christ, is it ever there.

Never goes away.

I've banged her in the shower, on the couch, on the floor, the kitchen table, in my bed and several times against the wall, but every time I come inside of her, I only get hungrier. I want her again, again, again. Even now, when we have five minutes before we have to leave for the field, I'm considering bending her over in that little jean skirt, tights and sandals. She'll welcome my cock eagerly, too, won't she? She's so goddamn horny, I find myself mounted in the middle of the night, her pussy dragging up and down my swelling cock, those little mewling noises wrecking my chest, hardening me to steel.

I push off the couch and advance on her, watching the black of her pupils bleed wide. "You wearing a skirt to my game?"

She nods. "And stockings."

"Stockings," I repeat, gripping my cock through my mesh shorts. "Those don't go all the way up to your pussy?"

"No." Her knees inch together. "Almost."

I back her into the wall, my composure already waning. "What does 'almost'

mean?"

Her answer doesn't come quickly enough, so I jerk the skirt up to her hips and...Jesus. My cock is at full attention now. She's got on these stockings that stop two inches from her panties, leaving smooth sections of her thighs naked, save the bite marks I left behind.

I drag a hand down my open mouth. "You think I'll be able to concentrate on the field with you in the stands dressed like a dick tease?"

"I'm wearing the stockings to stay warm."

"Go put on pants, please."

off my last

me there. I have got to take her shopping soon. I keep meaning to bring her to the mall to buy new underwear, new

to her for being a bad boyfriend, there is a knock at

the offensive coordinator, here to drive me to the game. He's been doing it since

trainer to make sure I'm at full strength, probably preparing to give me a B12 shot. The quarterback coach. School administrators who want the bragging rights of saying they drove with me to

I want

I love the

nothing more important than the

my head, I shout over my shoulder at the

go. You

going to need a security

drawn-out silence.

my balls tightening like knots in my shorts. Jesus. No way I can play tonight without fucking her one more time. At least. "I won't be able

If she's not safe, I don't

she whimpers, as if she knows exactly what I'm thinking and I'm proven correct when she trails a finger down my cock through the thin material of my shorts. And that innocent touch burns me alive. My hands move of their own volition, ripping the panties down to her ankles. She's barely managed to kick them away before I'm

deep, slapping a hand over her

wet perfection. "Take it

come, then get on your knees and lick it off

sure where that word

not sure why it feels

she comes

as I

men standing in the hallway. My hand falls away from her mouth and I lose my mind. I'm in a frenzy, pounding

it, Stella," I demand. "Obliterate

love my Daddy," she whispers, tremulously, setting herself

air leaves me

against the wall one final time, grip

Full authority. A relationship that is so airtight, it cannot be severed or questioned. I'm not some kind of sicko who wants to imagine her as my stepdaughter or something, I just want to be the only man in her life. I want to

That's me.

on to each other like we've just been through battle. I'm covering her face and hair in kisses, running my hands over every inch of her skin. I've left red abrasions on her inner thighs that will be visible tonight, since she's wearing a skirt. Good.

be enough

gold chain one of the coaches gave me as a gift. Slipping the ring onto the chain, I fasten it around her neck where it will be easy to spot. Everyone on campus must know she's my girl at this point, but the