My Hot Stepfather

Chapter 11

Dave

And finally, she was in between my hands! I thought I was dreaming. I tried to hide my feelings and I

just couldn’t stop myself. It was so hard for me. That’s why I was trying to avoid her as much as I could

before. Since she had started to grow up into a hot teenager, I couldn’t stop my feelings for her.

I remember five years ago when she was only 14 years old, I and her mother found ourselves at the

edge of our marriage. I wanted to give her the divorce and come back to my life again. Not because

she was getting old and I was still so young but because she neglected me by all the means and just

concentrated on her career.

As if she was an independent woman! Not at all. She used me in every way she could and I gave her

more than she could need. But that was for the first five years of our marriage.

However, when Vanilla heard I was leaving the house and that I would give her mother the divorce, she

grabbed my legs and bent to the floor crying heavily. She desperately begged me not to leave her

alone.

I was so attached to her as a daughter. Most of my time was only with her and for her. No one forced

me to do so and I wasn't doing this to impress my wife or fake a picture of a good husband in the eyes

of the other.

I really care about Vanilla so much and I felt pity for her. Her father had never shown up in her life nor

asked about her. Plus her mother was always busy with her own shit.

That’s why I stayed for Vanilla until everything started to take another way in our lives. Something

happened all of sudden. I started to fall for her deeper and harder. Until we found ourselves

inseparable.

I became overprotective, possessive and more obsessed with her. I guess she didn’t notice that

because she was already so close to me. She didn’t try to get a boyfriend before, until Jack appeared

in her life and wanted to take her from me.

That time I felt like a killer who wanted to slay his neck or any other throat if anyone tried to put their Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

hands on Vanilla. She was mine and will be mine forever. I had never abandoned her and will never let

her do that.

I controlled my feelings and resisted as much as possible. When she started to give me hints of how

much she loved me as a man and not as her dad, I just couldn’t stop myself anymore.

I wanted her and insanely, I became crazy about her, thinking about drowning myself uncontrollably in

her love.

It was risky and I didn’t plan for the next move or for the future. She took me off the guard and

everything happened in just a light of thunder.

It was sensual and stronger than us: like a magnet pulling and attaching us even more. I tried to ignore

her yearning, luring eyes and her pleading tone that wanted to scream, ‘I love you please be in love

with me.’

I couldn’t deny how much I feel for her but her confession and how much she wanted me made me

forget that I was like her dad for more than ten years.

Touching her soft lips made me shiver and I felt dizzy with my heart fluttering like a bat. It was

something different that I have never experienced before. It made me sure of what I felt towards

Vanilla.

It wasn’t a fling or just filling a sexual desire. It wasn’t even normal to turn away and forget about it. This

was something pure called love.

Something made me stop kissing her. I totally forgot that we were still in my car in front of the pizza

restaurant. But a flash hit my eyes and made me blink. I then realized that Jack was there and he saw

everything: our kisses, hugs and our touches. It was obvious because of the devilish smirk on his face,

as if he wanted to tell us, ‘Busted!’

I pulled myself away from Vanilla. I didn’t want to scare her or tell her anything. I just wanted to think

about something and what Jack could do with her.

I know he was going to use this against us but how and when?! That wasn’t something to puzzle my

head at that moment.

I wanted Vanilla to be happy and enjoy every moment and as her guardian lover and as her stepfather,

that was part of my duty to take care of every fucking guy who might try to bother her in any way.

“What’s wrong? Did you regret that?” She cleared her throat nervously, staring at me.

“What?” I shook my head and chuckled lightly. “No, of course not.” I assured her saying slowly.

“Really? Then marry me.” she blurted out all of a sudden.

What?!!!!