When Byron catches his sexy stepdaughter masturbating with a big vibrator and his raunchy skin mags, his whole world turns upside-down. When did Maria’s pretty baby girl become a gorgeous young woman? Now he can’t think about anything else, especially when he discovers that Samantha adores anal sex…his very favorite! Sparks are about to explode when his willpower finally snaps!
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“Where did you get that thing, anyway?” Shut up, you idiot! You do not want to go there!
“What, my Lifelike Waterproof Variable-Speed Pleasure Pulser?” Even saying the absurd name made her laugh. “I ordered it online, from…ah, a magazine that I found.”
His eyes narrowed. “One of mine.”
She blushed suddenly, and busied herself with scrubbing the first dirty plate. “Well, yeah. I was putting away your clean shirts, and it fell off the shelf. And it looked so interesting that I spent a really long time looking through it.” She darted a quick glance in his direction. “I never knew that there were so many ways to make a baby.”
He wanted to be mad at her. But what was the point? It was done.
Had her school done any kind of birds-and-bees class?
Oh, nonsense, she’d lived on the farm all her life. She knew more about animal breeding than any hundred city kids.
But animal breeding was leagues apart from human mating. “Sex isn’t just for making babies. But I wouldn’t take those magazines too seriously,” he advised with another hot flush. “They make it seem…well, more than it really is.”
“Oh.” She thought about that for a moment. “That’s too bad. Because it looks like lots of fun.”
“Oh, it can be!” Then Byron mentally kicked himself. The last thing he should be doing was encouraging her, especially when his hormones were standing straight up and singing the Hallelujah Chorus!
Sam tried to concentrate on the dishes, but it was tough because her pulse was starting to race with excitement—just the way she felt whenever she pored over his x-rated magazines.
“Do you like doing it?” she asked over her shoulder, and felt heat rise to her cheeks.
Byron choked back a wry laugh. “The last time I had sex was when your mother was still alive. I hardly even remember anymore!” But oh, his rigid shaft wanted to race down Memory Lane and take the checkered flag!
“The first time I used my Pulser, it felt so strange that I got scared.” Her admission was low and a little nervous. “My heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest, and it was hard to breathe.”
“Did it hurt?”
“What?” She swiveled around to look at him. He was still leaning against the doorframe, but his deep-set eyes were following her every movement. The hot tingling quivers inside her belly began to spread.
“The first time you…” He was skating too close to the edge again, and gruffly cleared his throat. “Did it hurt?”
She blinked a few times, then realized what he was asking. A bashful grin curved her lips. “Yeah, more than I’d expected. But it doesn’t anymore. And when I do it the other way, it’s a kind of stretchy hurt at first, but then it just feels good.”
A stretchy hurt?
Jesus God, Maria’s baby girl liked anal sex! Byron’s chest began to constrict as his shaft swelled in hot waves.
“Dad?” She’d abandoned the soapy dishes, and walked across the room to lay a hand on his bare arm. “What’s wrong? They do it that way in your magazines, so I thought it would be okay…”