Chapter 2

My legs were shaking so badly I could barely stand. Ethan's hands were still kneading my heavy breasts, his fingers twisting my sensitive nipples with just the right amount of pressure to make my pussy throb painfully.

Before I could catch my breath, he dropped to his knees in front of me.

The sight of this powerful, dangerous mafia don kneeling at my feet sent a fresh rush of slick heat flooding from my core. His gray eyes looked up at me, dark with raw hunger, as he pushed my soaked white dress up my thighs.

"Such a pretty little stepdaughter," he growled, voice low and rough. "Already dripping for Daddy."

He leaned in and dragged his hot tongue slowly across my collarbone, licking up the sticky champagne. The wet heat of his mouth made me moan loudly. His hands never stopped playing with my tits, squeezing and tugging while his tongue moved lower.

He circled one stiff nipple with the tip of his tongue before sucking it hard into his mouth. The intense suction pulled a sharp cry from my throat. My back arched, pushing my breast deeper into his mouth as he sucked and bit gently at the sensitive peak. Pleasure shot straight down to my clit.

"Oh god… Ethan… Daddy…" The word slipped out before I could stop it.

He groaned in approval and moved to my other nipple, sucking even harder while his hand pinched the first one. My knees buckled. I grabbed onto his broad shoulders to stay upright, my pussy clenching emptily, dripping down my thighs.

Ethan pushed me back until I sat on the edge of the big bed. He spread my legs wide, exposing my soaked panties. With one rough tug, he ripped them off and buried his face between my thighs.

His tongue was merciless.

He licked a long, slow stripe up my dripping slit, groaning at my taste. "So fucking sweet," he muttered, before diving in. His tongue fucked into my tight hole, then moved up to circle my swollen clit with expert precision. Two thick fingers pushed inside me suddenly, curling against that perfect spot while he sucked hard on my clit.

I screamed.

The pleasure built fast and overwhelming. My hips bucked against his face as he devoured my pussy like a starving man. His fingers pumped faster, curling and rubbing my G-spot while his tongue flicked my clit relentlessly.

"I'm— I'm going to—" My voice broke into a high-pitched moan.

"Come for me, baby girl," he growled against my pussy.

The orgasm hit me like a freight train. My whole body tensed, thighs clamping around his head as waves of intense pleasure crashed through me. My pussy gushed around his fingers, and then something even more shocking happened—my breasts throbbed, and warm milk suddenly sprayed from my sensitive nipples.

Ethan's eyes widened with dark lust. He moved up instantly, latching his mouth onto one leaking nipple and sucking hard, drinking every drop of my sweet milk while his fingers kept fucking me through the orgasm.

The sensation was overwhelming. I cried out, shaking violently as he greedily swallowed my milk, his gray eyes locked on mine with pure possessive hunger.

That seemed to snap something inside him.

He stood up, tearing off his suit jacket and shirt, revealing a powerful, muscled chest. His cock sprang free—thick, long, and rock hard, the swollen head already leaking precum. He looked enormous.

Without another word, he pushed me flat on the bed, spread my legs obscenely wide, and lined up his massive cock at my entrance. He rubbed the thick head up and down my soaked slit, teasing my clit before finally pushing forward.

I cried out as he stretched me open. Inch by thick inch, he sank into my tight pussy, filling me completely. The feeling was intense—burning pleasure mixed with the overwhelming fullness of being stuffed by my stepfather's huge cock.

"Fuck… so tight," Ethan groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "Your little pussy is gripping Daddy so perfectly."

He didn't wait long. Once he bottomed out, his heavy balls pressed against my ass, he started thrusting. Slow and deep at first, letting me feel every ridge and vein of his cock dragging along my inner walls. Then his pace quickened. He fucked me harder, deeper, the wet slapping sounds of his hips meeting my ass filling the luxurious bedroom.

My heavy tits bounced wildly with every powerful thrust. Ethan leaned down and captured one leaking nipple in his mouth, sucking hard as he pounded into me. Warm milk sprayed into his mouth while he drank greedily, groaning in pure satisfaction.

The combination was too much. I came again, screaming his name as my pussy spasmed and clenched around his thrusting cock. More milk leaked from my breasts, coating both of us.

Ethan flipped me over onto my hands and knees like I weighed nothing. He gripped my hips bruisingly tight and slammed back into me from behind, even deeper than before. The new angle made his cock hit my G-spot perfectly with every brutal thrust.

"Yes— Daddy— harder!" I moaned shamelessly, pushing back to meet his strokes.

He reached around and rubbed my swollen clit while continuing to fuck me senseless. His other hand squeezed my swinging breast, milking more sweet liquid from my sensitive nipple. The obscene sound of skin slapping skin mixed with my moans and his low, animalistic growls.

He pulled my hair, forcing my back to arch as he railed me. "You're mine now, Ava. This pussy, these milky tits— all fucking mine."

I came again, harder this time, my arms giving out as I collapsed onto the bed. Ethan didn't stop. He kept fucking me through my orgasm, chasing his own release. With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and flooded my pussy with thick, hot cum.

But he wasn't done.

We changed positions again and again. I rode him, bouncing on his thick cock while he sucked my tits. He took me against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded up into me. He bent me over the dresser, fucking me from behind while we watched in the mirror—my face flushed with pleasure, milk leaking down my breasts, his powerful body claiming me completely.

By the time the sky began to lighten outside, I had lost count of how many times he made me cum. My body was exhausted, covered in sweat, milk, and his cum. My pussy was red, swollen, and overflowing with his seed.

Ethan finally pulled me into his arms, holding me close against his chest. His hand gently stroked my hair and back as I trembled with aftershocks, still softly leaking milk onto his skin.

"You're mine now, Ava," he whispered darkly, kissing my forehead.