Part 2

Danny stared at his stepmother with hard eyes and a hard dick as she spread her sweet legs. For him. Not for his father, but for him. He’d expected her to be scandalized and throw him out of her room upon hearing his request, but she’d been turned on by it. He’d seen it in her eyes. And in the way her nipples had hardened beneath the black lace scrap of a bra she wore.

He dropped the duffel he’d slung over his shoulder and went to her, pulling off his T-shirt as he went. As he kneeled at the foot of the bed in front of her, her breath caught, and she stared at him with a mixture of shame and lust.

He held her gaze as he pushed her thighs wider, his cock jerking when she let out a little gasp.

“I’ve wanted this—” He paused to pull her panties aside, baring her pussy to him. “—for so damn long.”

“Danny,” she whispered, biting her bottom lip.

He didn’t wait for further invitation. Leaning in, he licked her. Sucked her. Tasted her.

She let out a low, desperate moan, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

God, she was perfect. Just as he’d known she would be. Pink. Soft. Clean. Sweet. He dipped his tongue inside her slit, nearly coming from the knowledge that he finally, fucking finally, had his face buried between her thighs. He was going to lick and suck her until she came against his tongue. Then he was going to fuck her.

Hard. Deep. And rough. He was going to own her right in his father’s bed.

The whole blasphemous idea made his balls tighten in anticipation.

He looked up at her face while he teased her clit. Her head was tipped back, her long blonde hair spilling over her bare shoulders, her mouth parted. She was letting out small, breathless moans, and they were the hottest sounds he’d ever heard. The pride of getting her off—this fine, beautiful, off-limits woman—was all he’d dreamed it would be.

Unable to resist, he slid a finger inside her.

She tensed from the unexpected invasion but breathed, “Yeah, that’s it.”

He pulled back so he could watch, enraptured by the sight of his finger sliding in and out of her wet pussy, her black panties pulled aside. Clenching his jaw, he added a second finger, stretching her. Penetrating her.

“Mmm . . .” she whimpered. “Harder. Yes.”

Danny obeyed, working his fingers harder, watching her breasts jiggle in their lacy cups. After a torturous moment, he leaned back in and added his tongue. They both groaned, the combination of taste and touch almost unbearable. When she came with a loud cry, he sucked on her gently, smiling against her tender skin.

Nicole fell back on the bed, her glorious hair spilling across the crisp white sheets. “That was . . .”

Danny rose, kicking off his shoes and unzipping. “Take your panties off.”

She stilled and then slowly, hesitantly obeyed, her long legs sliding together as she pulled down the tiny black panties.

Fully nude, he slid his hands up her trembling body. “You gonna let me fuck you, Nicole?”

To be continued