Chapter 23
by 
Yelawolf
My stepfather...
Left me alone.
I was surprised by his chivalry and kindness. I go deep into my warm covers, trying to forget all about what happened in the past hour. My mind flashes back to the kiss with Molly, but I stop thinking about it when he comes into the room. He stripped off his clothes and laid in bed with me. He spooned me while I was facing the wall.
"Why so blue step, son?" He says he is caressing my chin with care.
I simply responded, "Molly doesn't like me back."
I felt him wrap his arms around me, pulling me close to him. His hard cock is pressing against my pants-covered ass. Feeling embraced by the man who has been horrible and very sweet to me.
I squirmed as I tried to get away, but I felt him forcing my mouth open and his tongue invading my oral cavity. He kisses me with vigor and determination. It makes me weak for him. I feel his hands roaming down my chest, then ripping my pants off.
"Son, do you want me to convince the little slut to give you a chance? I can't be very persuasive and persistent."
I didn't know what I wanted. He, however, took my silence as his answer to go for it. He left the cozy cabin bedroom to go speak with Molly. I stay behind, wondering what the outcome will be. I curled under the covers and tried to fall asleep. I eventually fell asleep. I woke up after a few hours. My stepfather is nowhere to be seen. I get up and put a robe on.
I went to see where he was. I found Molly standing with my stepfather as they talked in the dark cabin living room. I hid behind a couch as I listened to them. He said it with smooth confidence. "Listen, I can't stand to see my stepson in pain like that. I really care for him."
Molly respond. "I know. I want to accept his offer, but... I can't. I don't like him like that. I wish I could, but I don't see Stevie as more than just friends. He's well, and I'm popular. I can get any man or guy I want. Why should I settle for a guy like Stevie?"
My stepfather smirked as he replied with his silky, smooth words. "That's true. You are a popular and beautiful girl. Have any guys you want? But you can't get a guy like me. Those guys in school are whipped little Bois. I'm a man. I can satisfy you in ways no 18-year-old bois can. If Stevie can't be what you want, then how about we settle this in my room?" My stepfather said he was flirting with Molly. I felt tears coming down my face as I listened to the exchange of words between them.
"Ok mr... What was your name again?" She says this, blushing heavily as my stepfather whispers his name into her ears. "Barry? Interesting name. Barry. Mmm, are you really trying to fuck your stepson crush? That's pretty daring of you, Barry."
My stepfather smirked as he replied. "Baby, if you want, I can make you forget about Stevie. Come on, Molly. Just tonight. We both have fun, and then you never speak of this to Stevie again. Understand." He says this, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to him.
I gasped lightly as I heard them making out. The wet sounds of saliva exchanging. Molly is breaking the kiss. "Ok, Mr. Barry... Show me what you got." His older charm and wisdom were breaking through her mind.
