The house was dead silent at 1:17 a.m. when Marcus pushed open the door to his 19-year-old stepdaughter’s bedroom.
He’d waited months for this moment—ever since her mother started working night shifts and left him alone with the tight little tease who paraded around the house in tiny sleep shorts and crop tops, calling him “Daddy” in that sweet, innocent voice while her a*s swayed like she knew exactly what she was doing.
Mia lay on her back, fast asleep, the thin pink sheet kicked down to her waist. Her full, perky t**s rose and fell under a tiny white tank top that had ridden up, exposing the soft undersides of her breasts and the flat plane of her stomach. The matching sleep shorts were pulled tight between her thighs, the thin fabric outlining the plump lips of her young p***y. One l
