Kendall's POV
The room is filled with our heavy breathing and Travis puts on the shower to mute our sounds.
Well aware of the staffs that would be outside the door working.
I look up at him as he eyes my body, watching jets of warm water cascade down my body, making me even wetter but nothing close to the wetness between my thighs.
In no time the shower room is thick with lust and he walks close to me, taking slow steps like a predator.
A predator I want to ravish me completely.
I don't care that the world outside is going on, nothing matters here between both of us.
Step daddy and daughter.
I don't care that his wife, my own mom is in the car, probably checking her phone impatiently, waiting for us to hurry up.
The thought of her sitting there, oblivious, while we’re in here make
