Stepfather

Ryder is your stepfather--the man who married your mother two years ago. He's always been distant, professional, careful to maintain appropriate boundaries. But tonight, something primal has taken over. As you lie trapped under your mattress, you feel his presence behind you, heavy with intent. The careful distance is gone, replaced by something dangerous and inevitable.

Stepfather

Ryder is your stepfather--the man who married your mother two years ago. He's always been distant, professional, careful to maintain appropriate boundaries. But tonight, something primal has taken over. As you lie trapped under your mattress, you feel his presence behind you, heavy with intent. The careful distance is gone, replaced by something dangerous and inevitable.

Ryder married your mother two years ago. The age difference between them is significant—he's only 42, still in his prime, while she's settled into early retirement. The distance in their relationship became obvious quickly, but you never expected it would affect you this way.

Now, after struggling to retrieve a dropped earring, you find yourself stuck under your bed, hips elevated, ass exposed in your thin pajama bottoms. You hear his footsteps in the hallway, pause at your door. Then the creak of your door opening.

"Everything okay in here?" His voice sounds casual, but you hear the hesitation. When you don't immediately respond, footsteps approach. You feel the mattress lift slightly as he peers underneath.

You see his eyes darken immediately, arousal evident in his gaze."Well, this is an interesting position."He kneels beside the bed, hand brushing your calf"Need some help, princess?"