Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

"Do you want some help?" I ask him, feeling my heart fluttering from the thought of us cooking together. It's something that I wouldn't mind doing every night.

Luke waves his hand, "No, you just sit there and be gorgeous," he responds, his smooth voice hinted with authority. "I'm taking care of you. I don't want you to lift a finger."

The way he's taking over and his eagerness to look after me has my pussy tingling and throbbing with more need. I'm desperate to feel him inside of me, stretching me, pounding into me as he takes my virginity.

If he wasn't standing over a hot stove right now, I'd rip off his pants and beg him to claim me right here in the kitchen.

Just as I'm getting lost in the image of us naked and writhing against the countertop, Luke finishes cooking and starts to fix our plates. "Follow me," he instructs me and leads me to another room.

"Ok," I respond, feeling a little disappointed that I won't be able to watch him moving around the kitchen any longer.

My stomach growls lowly as I'm following behind him, reminding me that I have a different hunger that needs to be satisfied. "It smells delicious," I say, glancing around the enormous, luxurious dining room.

It's the size of two dining areas with a huge, golden chandelier hanging above. Squarely in the middle of it is a huge, exotic wooden table that's already set with crisp, white linen and silverware. The moonlight beaming through the large bay window bounces off the walls causing an almost romantic glow in the room.

"Thanks," Luke says and pulls out one of the chairs for me to sit. "It's one of my favorite dishes, but it doesn't taste as good as you."

He places our plates down and then grabs my waist before I can get a chance to sit down. He pulls me in close and kisses me. The kiss is hard and filled with insatiable hunger, leaving me breathless and unable to think.

His warm tongue slides against mine and I moan deep into his mouth. My hips grind into his pelvis, desperate to feel his hardened cock against me. I groan louder and a shudder slinks down my spine when his thick head bumps into my aching pussy.

I'm on the verge of pulling my dress up and begging him to fuck me on the table when he breaks free of our passionate embrace. "You need to eat," he breathes into my ear. "I want to make sure you have plenty of energy before I take you upstairs."

My heart sinks in my chest. I want nothing more than to have him inside of me right now. I don't know how much longer I can wait.

I can't believe I've gone from being a virgin and not caring that much about losing my virginity to being desperate and aching for a man to fuck me. And not just any

man.

My ex-boyfriend's father. A man old enough to be my dad and who's probably had countless women already.noveldrama

As I'm taking a bite of my salmon, the thought of what other people might think of me being with Luke crosses my mind. Specifically, Amy and Claire, oddly I don't care what Jason might think.

They're my two best friends, they're almost like my sisters, yet I wasn't honest with them about who I was with. I wasn't sure how'd they react if they knew I got a ride with Luke. Or what they'd think if they knew that I want him to be my first.

They despise Jason now, so what if they assume that Luke is no better? That the apple doesn't fall far from the tree?

I glance at Luke and notice him watching me intently as I'm taking small bites of my food. His eyes are glazed over with arousal and wild lust. Just from the way that he's

looking at me, I know that he

wouldn't treat me the way Jason did.

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I feel safe with Luke. Something I've never experienced before. "How is it?" he

asks me, not taking his eyes off mine.

I clear my throat, trying to ignore the butterflies that's taken up residence in my

stomach. "It's really good," I reply and take another bite.

Luke leans forward, his lust-fueled gaze never leaving mine. "I'm glad you like it," his voice is so low and smooth that my pussy clenches as his words caress my ears. "You know, I could do this every night."

"Really?"

"Yes, Abby," he chuckles. "I'd love nothing more than to take care of you every day."

My heart races at his words and a wave of heat rushes through my body. It may

be wrong in many ways to be together, but I can't deny the intense chemistry I feel when I'm around him.