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The movement must catch her attention because she looks towards me and then down at my lap. “Are you…hard?”
“Stassia Rae. Stop it.”
I notice she licks her lips in my periphery and I wish I could squeeze my eyes shut in this moment in attempts to calm myself down. I feel like I’m ready to combust, and Stassia is making it fucking worse. “I brought weed,” she tells me and I shake my head.
“No. I’m not smoking with you again.”
“Come on, didn’t you have fun?”
“Yes, but the way you’re acting…It’s not a good idea.”
“Why? Worried you might completely bypass the kiss to something else?”
“Stop talking,” I tell her. “No more talking for the rest of the way home.”
She crosses her arms and legs and a pout leaves her lips. “You’re being a real fucking prude, Callahan.”
“Whatever,” I tell her. I want to tell her I’m far from a prude and that in a different life, her dress would be up around her waist as my hand fingered her pretty clit until she came all over my seat, all while keeping us on the road. “Stassi,” I croak out and when her eyes snap to mine, I briefly meet hers before I turn back to the road.
I grapple with the idea of telling her the truth. “What color are your panties?”
“Wh-what?”
“What color are they?”
“White…because obviously,” she says pointing down at herself and the white dress she’s wearing that makes her look almost ethereal.
“Are they lacy? A thong? Describe them,” I command her.
Her eyes widen. “Wait…what?”
“You poked the beast, baby. Now tell me.” I grit out and she smiles before biting her bottom lip. “All lace. Sheer at the crotch. A thin string between my ass cheeks.”
I drool at the thought. The thought of plucking that thin string, moving it to the side, and sliding my tongue between her ass and into that sacred hole. My mouth waters at the idea of kissing her through those sheer panties. “Do you have hair on your cunt, Stassi? Or are you bare?”
“Fuck.” She breathes out and stares at the road in front of us. “I’m bare…”
“Of course, you are,” I grumble. I hadn’t expected anything else from my walking sex of a stepdaughter.
Stepdaughter, you fucking perv.
I’m not touching her,I argue.We’re just talking.
We pull into our driveway and as soon as I shut off the car, she turns towards me. “When we go inside are, we…?”
“I want to talk,” I tell her.
“About…this?”
“Yes.” Her pupils dilate and I note that her thighs are pressed together. “Are you wet, Stassi?”
“Yes, wetter than I’ve ever been in my whole life.”
A growl leaves my throat and before I can think I’m out of the car and practically ripping Stassi from her seat. I’m pulling her but she’s keeping up just as well, practically sprinting to get into the house behind me. I open the door and slam it behind us before pressing her up against the door.
“You cannot tell a soul about anything that happens tonight.”
“Never,” she whispers.
