My Hot Stepfather

Vanilla

I was tossing in my bed feeling bored and to be honest I missed Dave so much. I missed the way we used to talk to each other and hang out together. I felt so empty and I felt my life was horribly boring. Something important was missing and sure it was him.

Days had gone since I had stumbled and broke my legs. It was going normal, Dave was checking on me every day. Going to his company and then coming back at dinner talking to me is less than normal. Just a few words as if it was his way to punish me and yes he succeeded actually for making me feel awful about what I did and what I have said to him.

But for a couple of weeks, I was doing my best to seduce him but nothing happened and even trying to talk to him as we used to do as father and daughter didn't work as well. Something was broken as if there was a huge wall between us. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But I didn't surrender, I was strong-headed as much as he was stubborn.

But thank god he came early that day, while I was reading a book. A mature novel, to be honest, I wanted to enlighten myself with the basics of BDSM stuff and somehow it hooked me up. I thought it was something bad but I liked the idea of having many positions and different ways of sexual stuff. I liked being kinky and a pet to my daddy and I realized that having a sugar daddy wasn't that bad actually. To have someone care about you and your desires and spoil you in real life or shower you with gifts wasn't something would hurt my dignity. But it was sort of a way to show me how much he appreciated me.

And he already was doing all of that. He buys me everything, he is the one who always pays and buys me anything I want. So there was nothing new, especially that I was somehow cringing and kinky with him even as a daughter.

Dave knocked on my door, and I let him come in. I adjusted myself and hid the book under the covers. He narrowed his eyes asking me in curiosity "what are you doing?"

I grinned evilly "reading! I feel so bored, I want to hang out."

He nodded and said, "okay, I will let the driver..."

But I shouted at him all of sudden "what's wrong with you? You will let the driver carry me?" I want to spend some time with him, not with the driver. I missed him so much. I wanted to talk to him. I was so angry and I guess he felt so that's why he didn't scold me for yelling at him.

"what do you want?" he asked me gently and sat next to me in bed.

I pouted my lips pulling myself closer to him "nothing." God, I missed his body scent and his manly cologne. I wanted to throw my head to his chest and hug him instantly.

I pursed my lips flickering my eyes lashes seductively pleading "um dad, could you please cook for me?"

He raised his brow and glared at me for a while silently then he smiled back and nodded "okay, I can do that I guess. Are you hungry?"

I rubbed my tummy with a smirk "yes so much please."

He stood up "okay wait here and I will cook something for you."

I pulled his hands and that was the first time to touch him after a few weeks, I felt so weak back then, I wanted to kiss him badly "no take me downstairs with you. I want to be with you in the kitchen. Told you I'm so bored. Please. I'm not that heavy right?" I tried to be funny to not show how nervous I was next to him.

"oh very funny and you are heavy but okay. I'm hungry too." He teased me and winked then carried me out of my bed and I swear to god that I wanted that minute to last forever between his arms.

Until we reached the kitchen

downstairs, the chief already was making our lunch but Dave asked him to leave the kitchen. Dave placed me on the high chair slowly next to the counter and I started to feel uncomfortable watching his moves and his abs, his muscles. His smile and his lips. I drowned in my own heaven checking every inch of him.

I couldn't control my body anymore, I bent a bit closer and placed my hand in between his legs to his crotch. It was something subconsciously and spontaneous from me. But he smacked my hand away and shouted: "don't touch me vanilla!"

I licked my lips staring at him with craving looks "why? You like that. You have a bony." I mentioned and gestured by my head.

He frowned "I won't touch you!"

I blurted out "then fuck me!"

He gazed at me shockingly and said sternly in a commanding tone "stop!"

I raised my brow and placed my

hand squeezing his dick harder "no!" yes I wanted him so much and I didn't care anymore if our relationship will end in a good or bad way. I wanted to be with him. To discover my sexual desires with him. Todo everything for him and with him. My heart was painfully giving me aches, I couldn't stay away from him anymore. I couldn't lie to myself with shit.

He leaned closer to my ear and whispered with his warm breathing "what do you want? We discussed that before and it was your decision."

I said confidently without even thinking twice "I want you now."

Then a plate was slammed on the counter in front of me "eat!" he pulled himself away watching me with a strange look. As if he was going to swoon soon and I eagerly pressed more on his weak spot. His

heart!

I opened my mouth a bit "feed me

like your pet daddy." I glared at him waiting and he gulped nervously then pulled the chair next to me to

shove a spoon in my mouth. I chewed the food slowly and seductively trying to tempt this:

stubborn man. I dropped somaltice

from my mouth to inside my chest and he stared at my boobs drooling with widened eyes "daddy, could you get that rice out?" I bit my lips watching his trembling hands slowly going inside my bra, his touch was

so hot and he was getting bony but suddenly he pulled his hands away and hopped off the chair clutching his hair like crazy.

Well! I guess he will be with me sooner and not later!