All Chapters of In Love With My Stepson: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I stare at the furious girl, completely at a loss of words. I am just as confused and clueless as she is. I don't understand. What exactly is happening? Ryan told me Jenna went home. He even said, “She won’t come back. I made sure of that.”Wait— Now that I think of it, that statement and the way he expressed it felt a bit eerily suspicious. A thought creeps in, making my chest tighten.Did Ryan lie to me? Or worse, did he—fuck!— Oh my gosh did he do something to Jenna?! What? Why would I think such? I vigorously shake my head, pushing away the thought. I know Ryan, he’s kind, calm, playful and considerate. He would never! My gaze focuses back on the furious girl. “Look, I honestly don’t know where your friend is. Maybe you can—” “That’s a lie! You two—” “Lila!” Ryan’s deep voice rings through my ears from behind me, sharp and commanding, making me flinch.I turn my head to see towering my form behind me. When did he get down here? He grabs my arm firmly, protectively pul

“You’ll love this. I promise.” Ryan assures, his hot breath fanning against the soft flesh of my pussy.I shudder as I feel Ryan's warm tongue on the rim of my pussy, he licks my leaking wetness back up to the fleshy pussy.“Ughhh.” He suddenly rises, up throwing his head back with a languid groan. “Damn, you taste great, Hazel.” My body shivers with unnerving pleasure coursing through my veins as he stares at my leaking pussy like a predator about to feast on his prey. The feeling of his warm tongue still lingering on my pussy. “This needs to come off.” He husks, his voice rough and filled with lust as he pulls my panties off. He raises it up my thighs, leans back and drags it over my knee and down my legs. I lift my legs and push them off me entirely. As they come off, he seises my leg, spreads it wider than before and angles his head between my thighs.His tongue glides up and down between my inner lips, and I arch with a gasp as they find my clit. “Oooh God!” He swirls his tongu

My eyes feel heavy as they flutter open to a new day. The soft glow of the nightlight fills the room, dim enough to ease me into wakefulness without the harsh shock of bright lights. Turning to the side of my bed, my eyes land on the alarm clock on the bedside table. “6:02 AM.” I read out the time. “It’s still quite early,” I murmur, my voice raspy from sleep. Sitting up, I stretch lazily on the bed, arms and legs reaching as far as they can. “Mmmh!” A contented moan escapes my lips, and a small smile spreads across my face as a giddy warmth rushes through me. I feel good—way too fucking good!I don’t think I’ve felt this good since the day I set foot in this mansion. I guess this is the real aftereffect of good sex with someone you truly want. A small giggle slips through my lips as last night’s memories flash through my mind, we were extremely lucky.~Last Night~Ryan creeps closer to me.“Let's stay like this for a while,” he whispers softly, his voice warm against my

~ HAZEL ~My heart thuds loudly in my chest as I watch Ruth walk away to continue her duties.My head aches, my nerves are on edge, as worry course through me like a relentless tide. ‘Where could Ryan be? And why did he rush out, all alone, so early in the morning?’I know he’s an adult, strong, and probably far better equipped to handle danger than me— He can take care of himself. But the worry still clings stubbornly to my heart, refusing to let go. Needing to distract myself, I decide to get busy.I walk back into my room, heading straight to the bathroom to wash up. Maybe by the time I’m done, Ryan will be back from wherever he went. More than half an hour passes. I’m refreshed, dressed in a modest daytime outfit. Because Madam Adora is around, I’m more careful with what I wear. Leaving my room, I check Ryan’s door again, hoping he returned while I was in the bathroom. Still no response.Frustrated, I head downstairs to wait for him, pacing restlessly around the ground fl

I don’t know what came over me this morning. I fucking malfunctioned—for the first time in my entire life.It was obvious what she was thinking after she saw the lipstick on my hoodie. I could see it in her eyes, hear it in the faint tremble of her voice.‘Ryan went to meet another girl right after having sex with me.’ No, Hazel, that’s not the case!Yet, I couldn’t give her an answer that instant. Instead, I panicked and ran away—like a fucking wuss. It all happened so fast. I wasn’t prepared. I thought she’d still be asleep since she always wakes up late. But there she was, sitting in the living room, catching me completely off guard. I didn’t even know about Jenna’s fucking lipstick stain on my hoodie until her fingers brushed against it. And that thing she said—“you smell different”‘Did Jenna’s perfume also rub off on me?’I was so confused, yet very aware how bad it all looked. I couldn’t risk attempting to lie right then, because what if the wrong word slipped out and ruin