Grant wiped his c**k across Becky’s swollen lips one last time, leaving a glossy smear of spit and precum.
She was still on her knees, chest heaving, eyes glassy and wet.
The thin tank top clung to her big t**s; her sleep shorts were visibly damp between her thighs. Stella’s screams had not stopped for a
second.
“You animal! She’s a child! Nineteen and a virgin…Grant, I will destroy you for this!”
Grant ignored her. He looked down at his stepdaughter and spoke quietly, almost gently, which somehow made it worse.
“Stand up.”
Becky shook her head, voice cracked. “Dad… please… I already did what you wanted. Don’t…”
He reached down, hooked his hands under her arms, and lifted her as if she weighed nothing. Her bare feet left the carpet.
He carried her a few steps to the edge of th
