The Tangle of Awful Read Online K. Webster

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 99500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
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“Please, stop,” she croaks out. “I can’t take any more.”

The belt whistles through the air, but I stop it right before it reaches her ass. Her whole body flinches, readying for the strike. I toss it aside and begin undoing my jeans, eager to free my cock. Once it bobs heavily in front of me, I lean forward, placing my hand in front of her mouth.

“Get it wet,” I order. “I’m going to come all over this pretty, ruined ass.”

Her breath is hot against my flesh. I expect her to deny me of this moment, but she doesn’t. A groan rasps out of me the second her tongue meets my palm.

“Lick it like you licked Dad’s cock.”

She sucks two of my fingers into her mouth without hesitation, moaning around them. I nearly shoot my load right then, high from the sounds she’s making. Once she’s gotten my hand good and wet, I yank it away and curl it around my dick.

Having her saliva as my lube while staring at her ass that looks like an exquisite piece of art is blissfully maddening. I fuck into my fist, wondering how it’ll feel when I’m finally inside her. That day is coming soon. I want her a helluva lot more than I hate her. I bet she fucks wild and will allow me the freedom to do whatever I want to her. It doesn’t take much more of those thoughts before I’m coming with a groan. Thick ropes of cum shoot out, splattering over her reddened ass cheeks.

Hot.

So fucking hot.

I wring my cock dry and then smear my cum all over her sore cheeks. Her body becomes boneless and she relaxes, also spent from our devious activity.

“You look good wearing my cum, leech.” I lean forward, pressing my still-hard dick against her ass crack. “I think you’d look even better with my cum running out of your pussy.”

She lets loose a ragged breath. “Don’t call me leech.”

I inhale her sweet scent, rubbing my nose into her hair, and then find her ear with my mouth. “I’ll call you whatever I want because you’re mine.”

“Yours?”

“Yes. That means only I get to touch you. Not Dad. You touch him again and…”

“And what?”

“Next time it’ll be a worse punishment. Maybe I’ll make you wear a butt plug while I whip you. Maybe I’ll gag you so you can’t tell me to stop.”

Another moan.

Fuck, why does she get off on this shit?

Why do I get off on this shit?

She grows quiet and I know she’s thinking about that image of what I’ll do to her.

“You’re going to disobey me, aren’t you?”

The door to the house opens, echoing down the hall and into Aubrey’s room. Dad calls for me and I can hear his footsteps pounding on the floors. She scrambles to pull her shorts up over her cum-soaked ass while I quickly tuck my cock back in my jeans. We share a heated look before she pulls the covers over her body. Her eyes turn to the doorway, anticipation—at seeing him—glinting in them.

She’s going to disobey me.

And, because I’m a sick motherfucker, I kind of hope she does.

Hugo

Everything is all fucked-up.

I can’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday afternoon. Some prick printed hundreds of photos of Aubrey and scattered them all over the yard. Then, they had the audacity to carve the word “slut” into my front door.

I’d wanted to call the cops, but when I spoke to Dad, he strongly advised against it since Neena is still in hiding. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say Dad knows something about Neena. Imagining the man I’ve looked up to all my life having something to do with my wife’s disappearance is a box I’m not keen on opening.

What if this isn’t just about Aubrey?

What if whoever did this is just using her to get to me and our family?

My thoughts drift back to yesterday when I’d gone to check on her again. Spencer was there, stance protective, and it rubbed me wrong. As much as I want her to be comforted and for them to repair the friendship they once had, I wanted to be the one to console her.

Had I not let her suck my dick, maybe I could have been that person for her.

Frustration eats at my insides. I can’t think straight now that Aubrey is back in our lives. I’m supposed to be focusing on the campaign and finding Neena. Instead, all I can think about is my stepdaughter.

Beautiful. Young. Tempting.

I need her in ways I can’t even explain. Every second of every day now my mind is on her. The memory of her supple lips wrapped around my cock is engraved in my head. It’s on a loop and I replay it over and over and over again.

Get it together, man.

She was attacked yesterday by some coward prick and it’s my duty as her stepfather to get to the bottom of it. I’m supposed to protect and care for her. Not think about all the ways I can get her lips on me. If I can’t physically comfort her because I can’t trust myself, I can help in other ways.


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