Mia woke up groggily to the sound of her stepfather cooking breakfast. She stretched lazily in her bed, her heart racing as she remembered their drunken encounter last night. He'd been so rough and demanding, claiming she was his now that her mother had passed away. She couldn't believe he'd taken her virginity, but even more shocking was that he'd come inside her.
As she walked into the kitchen, his eyes met hers over the stove. His morning wood was evident against his towel. She couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement and dread course through her body. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her close to him, their hips pressing together.
"Good morning, Mia," he murmured into her ear. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "I hope you slept well, baby girl." She couldn't find the words to reply as she felt his strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to his chest.
