My New Step-Dad Read Books Online Free Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 31475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
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She leans back and I let go, giving her a little space. It’s clear from her body language she wants some distance.

“I’m sorry, Bruce, I didn’t mean to worry you. I just needed to get away for a few hours and think.”

“Think about what?”

“I’m tired of chasing affection. I’m worth more than that.”

I stand there and let her words hit me. “You are worth more. You’re worth everything, and you deserve it all.”

“I may be young, but I know what I want. I want someone who’s willing to give up everything for me. And I deserve someone who’s proud to be with me instead of being ashamed of their feelings.”

“Sophie, it’s more complicated than that—”

“No. It’s simple,” she says, cutting me off. “I’m not going to be the lost puppy chasing someone around and begging for attention. I’m going to take some time and figure out what I want to do next, but until I know my next move, I’m done being a burden.”

“Sophie—”

“It’s not your fault, Bruce. It’s been like this my whole life. I’m just tired of being a second choice.” She squares her shoulders, and I can see her decision is final. She’s a lot like her mom was—when she got that look, I knew she wouldn’t be changing her mind.

I start to say something, but she turns and walks away, heading towards her bedroom. Seconds later I hear her door shut. I stand there, stunned.

I go back to the breakfast bar and sit down, taking a drink of my scotch. I think about what she’s just said, and what she really means. She wants someone to choose her. Sophie wants someone in her life, for once, to pick her over everything else.

After a couple of hours and more than a couple of drinks, I finally get up and make my way to my bedroom. I have played Sophie’s words over and over in my head. As I walk down the hall, I pause outside her door, listening for any sounds.

“Get it together, Bruce,” I whisper to myself, and then go to my room.

I get undressed and slide on some loose shorts, preparing to rub my aching cock before I pass out. It hurts all the time now, and it’s because of Sophie. I never had this problem before. I went years without anything more than a twitch.

I let out a frustrated grunt and climb onto the cool sheets, reaching down to palm my throbbing dick. I rub it a few times, thinking of Sophie, and then her words from tonight pop into my head.

She says she wants someone to choose her and give up everything for her. What does she expect? Does she really think I can make a life with my seventeen-year-old stepdaughter and not have people go crazy? Does she expect me to just give up the career I’ve worked decades to achieve?

I rub my cock, and I just get madder. How can she think it’s that simple, or that I haven’t been chasing after her? That’s all my mind seems to doing. Her young pussy just walks into my house, flips it upside down, and I’m supposed to just agree to everything she wants, because she’s perfect?

Fuck.

I try to shake her out of my head and just get off so I can go to sleep. But every time I stroke myself, it’s her who’s in my mind. I’m craving her taste, her scent, her touch, and it’s driving me insane. More than anything I want to feel her lips against mine. Would I be her first kiss, I wonder? Would I be her first everything? White-hot desire and longing shoot through me.

Kicking back the covers, I get up out of bed and storm down the hall. I’ll show her how much I choose her.

When I burst into her room, I go over to her nightstand and flip on the bedside lamp, startling her awake.

“Bruce, what’s wrong?” Her sleepy eyes blink awake, trying to figure out what’s happening.

“What’s wrong is you coming into my life like this and messing up everything I had planned. I’ve never been like this before.” I reach down and palm my hard cock that won’t stop aching, showing her what she does to me. “It won’t go away. It’s because I want you so much and now you don’t want me?”

Her eyes follow my hands down to my cock and watch me stroke myself.

“No,” she says, and rolls over away from me.

“No?”

“I’m not playing games with you, Bruce. I don’t want it like this,” she says into the pillow, not looking at me.

“Sophie,” I plead, my whole body trembling with my need for her. I don’t know what to do. I can’t believe I’m begging, but I’d do anything in this moment for her.

When she doesn’t respond, I climb onto the bed and she rolls over to look at me.

“I’m not doing this again. You can’t just come in here, get off on me, and then leave.”

“Please, Sophie. I need you.” I look down at my cock, and the end is nearly purple with need. My whole body shakes and I can see that I’m dripping pre-cum everywhere. “I’ve tried jerking off but it doesn’t work. I need to see it,” I beg.

She looks around the room, and then back at me. “Okay, but this is the last time,” she says, and then rolls onto her back, kicking the covers away. I kneel on the end of the bed, and she spreads her legs on either side of mine. She’s wearing a thin, see-through tank top and powder blue cotton panties.

I start stroking my cock at the sight of her, and as her little hand reaches down and pulls the fabric away from her pussy, I struggle not to cum. She’s so pink and perfect, glistening with dew. I lick my lips, just wanting a small taste, but hold myself back. This is all I get tonight, I remind myself. This has to hold me over.

I stare at her pussy as I squeeze my cock tight, pretending it’s inside her. Suddenly, I see her other hand come down and start rubbing her clit, and I let out a choked moan.



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