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Chapter 2 Do Not Stop

  • VALLIE
  • Current days.
  • What is the name given to something you can't let go of? That which feeds you even when it is not wanted. I call it addiction, and look, I know that word wellbecause mymotherit's minefatherare addicted. How could I be different from them? The answer is obvious, I'm not.
  • I was fourteen years old when it started, it was the first night in the new house and my stepfather was messing with the heater in my room,he was wearing a plain white shirt that rode up with every movementand I couldn't stop looking.
  • Since then, Dean has become my addiction.
  • My finger slips through the sweat on his chest, and even though he's still asleep, his body reacts to each touch as if it craves it, as if he needs this contact as much as I do. We're both so starved for affection at this point that I can't help but think of Mom and her food cravings as the only culprit.
  • Sometimes I hate her.
  • The woman who brought me to the world.
  • My only family.
  • ''Dean. '' I say it quietly enough not to wake him, needing to say his name to make it real.
  • He mumbles, passing his hand over his face, but doesn't wake up.
  • My eyes go to the door, the fear that Kiara will come back early and catch me touching my stepfather growing by the second. I lie down next to him, pressing his body to mine in the small space of the sofa, his hand goes up to my waist and he squeezes possessively, bringing me even closer.
  • I pant, my skirt rising with the movement of his hand, and I rest my leg between his.
  • ''Lily. ''he murmurs after smelling my neck and smelling the cherry perfume, Mom's favorite, and confusing me with her.
  • I keep my mouth closed, holding back every moan so nothing can interrupt this moment. Dean slides his hand to my left breast and squeezes, even with my school uniform and bra sponge I can feel the pinch on my sore nipple. My entire body vibrates with the sensation and the discomfort between my legs increases.
  • ''So beautiful. '' She murmurs and I can't take it, I end up moaning her name and panting. '' I miss you so much, Lily.
  • The tension grows between us as the touches increase, he explores my waist and hips, moving down my thigh straight to bare skin.
  • '' I missed you, darling. '' he mumbles and part of me breaks down. Dean doesn't deserve what Mom does to us, but he doesn't see how selfish she is and he stays.
  • I want him to say my name and not hers, but I fight the urge to correct him when he bites and kisses my neck. His hand travels down between my legs and his fingers squeeze the soft flesh, so when one of them rubs against the damp fabric of my panties I grind against him and hold back a moan.
  • '' Hmmm... '' Dean moans, still with his eyes closed, still sleeping. I open my legs wider so he has access, dragging one side of my panties so he can touch me there.
  • It's insane to see him drag his thumb down to my core and play with the sensitive spot while I'm partially unconscious, but it feels so good, so much better than when it's me touching myself in my room alone. I've imagined him doing exactly that countless times.
  • ''Baby. '' he says, sticking his ring finger into my canal. I'm so wet I don't even feel the sting of pain when he pulls it out and pushes it in again, the movement makes a noise, but it's a sinful and exciting sound, just evidence of how much I belong to him.
  • Dean Mcnnor will freak out when he finds out he's finger fucking his wife's little girl, but it's not his fault, although it won't make any difference if he opens his eyes now.
  • He will hate me.
  • Very.
  • For fuck's sake.
  • ''Do not stop. '' I whisper before I have the chance to stop myself from speaking, his movements freeze, and a noise coming from outside the house makes me jump off the couch.
  • I need to think quickly, so I study Dean's expression for a second before picking up my backpack from the floor and heading to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing the ingredients for a sandwich and placing it on the counter when Kiara finally walks in with some bags.shopping.
  • '' Hey, girl. '' She says when she sees me, pressing her eyebrows together when she finds Dean lying on the couch.
  • He chooses this moment to wake up. His expression is confused, uncertain, and he looks at both of us like he's missing something.
  • I try to focus on the sandwich.
  • '' Are you okay? '' Kiara asks when he continues to divide his gaze between us, his brow furrowed in a disgusted grimace.
  • '' Yes. '' he replies, dragging a pillow onto his lap.
  • Oh.
  • '' Where is my wife? ''he asks.
  • '' Mom is in bed. '' I respond and her eyes find me, the green reminding methe forest otzarreta.
  • ''What time did you arrive??''Your gaze tightens,suspicious.
  • I shrug.
  • '' A few minutes ago, I came back early because the principal needed to bring forward the renovation of the girls' bathrooms, you know, after the incident the school became a mess.
  • ''Yes,I received email notification about this. '' He says, dragging his hand across the back of his neck and then dragging his fingers, the same ones that touched me, across his lower lip.
  • I squeeze my thighs together when he runs his tongue over the finger that was inside me and wrinkles his nose, bringing back that confused expression from before.
  • He mumbles something bad and Kiara looks at me for answers.
  • I give her my best landscape expression.
  • ''Are you well? '' I ask.
  • ''I am fine. '' another pause, then he runs his tongue over his lip again and makes an irritated grimace. '' Who did you come with? I should have come to get you, I'm sorry, baby.''
  • Dear.
  • I smile.
  • '' I got a ride with Nia.''
  • Dean nods, and neither of us says anything else until the sound of the bell we keep in Mom's room for emergencies fills the house. We all ran towards her room, one that she no longer shares with her husband by choice.
  • '' Mom. '' I call, being the first to reach her.