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Theo's POV:It has been several months since we returned to the country, and everything has gone smoothly. Our parents truly did their best to make up for everything that happened in the past. I took charge of the company again, and Dad was grateful when I managed to resolve the business's problems almost immediately.Honestly, I don't think I could ask for anything more. My life becomes happier with each passing day spent with my wife and child. Our parents have fully accepted us, and we are now united in the eyes of both man and God.Who would have thought that I would fall so deeply in love with my stepsister, more than I love my own life? I never planned for it. In fact, I fought my feelings because I knew they would only bring complications.At first, I even hated her, convinced that she and her mother were only after Dad's money and status. But the h
He moved his hand faster still, matching the furious rhythm of his thrusts perfectly. The speed was dizzying, making me wild and desperate for more. His cock was huge and thick, stretching and filling me in the most delicious way possible. I could hear the loud, wet, squelching sounds of our bodies crashing together, mixed with our ragged breathing and the filthy, breathless words we gasped out between moans.Harder and deeper he drove into me until I felt that familiar tight coil of pleasure winding up deep in my belly, building faster and hotter with every stroke until I was right on the very edge of exploding."Oh shit! Theo, I'm so close! I'm gonna cum so hard! Please fuck me deeper! Oh yes, just like that! Ahhh..." I screamed, crying out in pure, blinding bliss.He pushed into me even more relentlessly, increasing his speed and power until my whole body shook violently, my breasts bouncing wildly with every powerful thrust. A few more deep, brutal pumps and
After devouring my breasts until I was trembling and desperate, he suddenly pulled back and sank lower, dipping his head completely beneath the dark, rippling surface. I knew exactly where he was going, and I didn’t hesitate I threw my head back and spread my legs wide open, offering myself to him completely.I watched, breathless and burning with wicked excitement, as he pressed a scorching, open‑mouthed kiss right against my trembling, exposed core. The second his warm, wet lips touched my sensitive flesh, I arched my back so sharply it nearly hurt and let out a deep, guttural cry that echoed across the water. He didn’t hold back he sucked hard, licked with wild, relentless strokes, nipped and teased my most tender parts, diving deep under the surface to taste every inch of me like I was the sweetest, most addictive thing he’d ever known. It was blindingly intense, so unbelievably good it made my toes curl.I felt his tongue plunge deep inside me, swirling and thrust
The moment the idea came up, both Theo and I immediately agreed. We had not visited the place in over two years. So much had happened since our last stay there. Yet despite everything, the lake house remained one of our favorite places. It held countless memories. Many beautiful, exciting and unforgettable moments.I’ll admit it, since becoming parents, we’ve both matured so much, weighed down by the beautiful but heavy responsibilities that come with raising a child. Yet the moment I found out we were heading back to the lake house for seven whole uninterrupted days, something wild and hungry flared deep inside me: a tangled mess of aching longing, breathless excitement, and a thrilling, forbidden buzz.That naughty, shameless part of my mind immediately flooded with vivid memories of every filthy, passionate, reckless thing we’d done here befor and I realized just how starved I was to feel all of it again.Don’t get me wrong: Theo and I still
Theo and I eventually agreed to return to our home country with Mom and Dad Greg.Yes, I call him Dad now. He insisted on it, saying that since I was already married to his son, I was no longer simply his stepdaughter but officially his daughter. The same thing happened with Theo. He no longer called my mother "Aunt Allie." Now, he simply called her Mom.I know it probably sounds confusing to anyone else, but somehow it worked for us. After everything we had been through together, labels no longer mattered as much as the love and acceptance behind them.Before making our decision, Theo and I spent several nights discussing it carefully. Returning was not an easy choice. Thailand had become our sanctuary. It was where we rebuilt our lives, where we found peace, where we welcomed our son into the world and where we learned how to be a family without fear or interference from anyone else.A part of us wanted to stay there forever but reality eventually
We never stopped hoping. Even after everything that had happened, a part of us still longed for reconciliation. Thankfully, since our wedding, neither my mother nor Uncle Greg had done anything to interfere in our lives. For that alone, we were grateful. The only recent development had been the messages sent through Uncle Greg's assistant.Despite that, neither Theo nor I could bring ourselves to trust the situation completely. Yes, hope existed but so did fear. The wounds left by the past had not healed enough for us to simply forget everything so we declined the invitation and chose to leave the matter alone.Days passed. Life continued peacefully. Until one quiet afternoon changed everything.Theo and I were relaxing in the hammock outside our home while baby Theodore sat happily between us, babbling and playing with one of his toys. It was one of those perfect afternoons where everything felt calm then one of our maids approached us."Sir, Ma'am, you
I pressed my body hard against hers as if I could somehow bridge the space that had grown between us. She fought back immediately. Her fist connecting with my chest with surprising force.In the heat of the moment, I grabbed her hands and held them firmly above her head against the h
Jason’s family scrapes by on a middle-class income. Matt’s dad coaches basketball at school. He works hard just to keep things steady for their family. Dad could use his influence to unravel everything they’ve built if he wanted to. That’s why I chose not to tell him who they were.I could see it i
She was helping me. After everything I’d done to her. Every insult, every time I’d pushed her away. I couldn’t bear the thought of her getting hurt because of me. My heart couldn’t be that cruel, could it?I never thought she’d be this fearless, never once flinching or backing down even as
How many girlfriends and casual fuck buddies have I had? After a few times together, I usually get bored. I feel like all women are the same. But with her, it's different. The more I think about her, the more I want to kiss her, the more I crave every part of her. Sometimes I wonder, if I could ju







