Stepdad Billionaire Series

Step-dad Billionaire

“No, Dad,” she sighed, infuriated with herself. “This is my fault... I’m just so broken right now. Jake left me, my whole world is upside down. I just wanted someone to make me forget tonight… Forgive me.”

Her stepfather grimaced. He sat on the edge of the desk beside her and loosened his expensive tie, letting out a breath of relief as he undid the top button. “Well, at least it gave me a minute to get out of this damn tie.”

She tried not to look as he tried to comfort her. “I’m sorry about Jake. He’s an idiot. I hope he dies.”

Amiee barked a laugh. “Well, that escalated quickly. You didn’t even know the guy.”

Her stepfather smiled. “I know that anyone who breaks my little girl’s heart is a fool, and we need less of those in the world, if you ask me. Why not start with him?”

Amiee shook her head, finally meeting his eyes. “What I did out there… Did you see?”

He laughed uneasily. “Yeah. Yeah, well… Maybe… We can just forget that, can’t we? I mean, you’ve had a few drinks, you were upset, and you didn’t know I was there… I should have said something sooner.”

Amiee frowned. He definitely should have, and yet he’d let it go on even when she’d put her hand down the hot waiter’s pants. Why hadn’t he stopped her sooner? Why had he let her practically jerk the waiter off while he watched? Why was he sporting an erection when she turned around?

“I… guess,” she said at last. “I’m sorry. I just… really needed someone to… hold onto.”

“I can still be a good idea at a time like this,” he said, and for a moment, her eyes widened. Then he added, “You can… y’know… hold onto me.” He opened his arms for a hug, smiling faintly.

Amiee shook her head. Then she launched herself into her stepfather’s arms anyway, resting her head against his chest as he wrapped her up in a loving embrace and began to stroke her hair gently.

“It’s gonna be okay,” he told her. “One day, we’ll look back on this and laugh together.”

She nodded a little. Then she looked down and her heart nearly stopped.

Her stepfather, for all his talk, was still hard. In fact, now that she was in his arms, it seemed like he was harder than ever.

Even though she knew she should, she just couldn’t look away. He was packing an absolute monster in his pants, one that looked like it could very well split her in two. It was way bigger than Jake’s—she could tell that just from its outline. And even though she knew all too well it was her stepdad’s, her pussy wanted it all the same.

What the hell am I thinking? He’s my Daddy!

But that wasn’t entirely true. There were no blood ties between them. They were only related by marriage, and Amiee had been well into her teens when her stepfather had come along. They’d known each other a handful of years, and in some ways, she didn’t even think of him as her dad.

She supposed that was sort of a shitty thing for her to think, but it was true. He was someone she loved and respected, and he filled the role of father figure just fine, but there was something that kept her from fully accepting him as her father.

Maybe it was his huge dick.

“Daddy,” she whispered, “you’re… you’re still… hard.”

Saying the word sent a flood of excitement coursing through her veins. She watched him pull away and waited with bated breath for an explanation. She wanted to know why he was so hard now, why he’d gotten hard before. Despite knowing how very, very wrong this was, Amiee couldn’t help but want to see how far it would go.

“I… guess I should take care of this,” he said, laughing nervously. “It’s a curse, really. Once it happens, I can’t get rid of it. Not until I…”

“Cum,” she finished for him, knowing he wouldn’t. “It’s okay, Daddy. We’re both adults. If you want, I can lock the door.”

He nodded. “Sure, sweetheart. I’ll see you out there in a few minutes.”

But Amiee had no intention of leaving the room. Maybe it was the alcohol, but she wanted nothing more than to see exactly what her stepfather was going to do to his cock.