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Here's my talented, sweet stepson.

Oh, hey, Mom. How are you?

Hi.

Well,

I'm kind of working on my book. Do you think maybe you could leave me alone for

a little bit?

Oh, honey, what's wrong?

It's just, uh, I mean, there's a few things I need to fix on it, and I'm just

not where I want it to be. Oh, I'm sure it's fine.

Why don't you go ahead and let me read a little bit of it, and I'll...

Actually, I'm kind of embarrassed. Do you think maybe you could wait?

Don't be embarrassed. I will read it, and I'll give you some honest critique.

Okay, Mom.

You're safe now, Buck murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers

her spine.

Destiny looked up at him, her emerald eyes wide with a mix of gratitude and

desire.

You used my name, sweetie.

Yeah, Mom. It was the easiest name I could come up with. I thought I'd just

the story.

I'm so honored.

Destiny, with her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders and her curves barely

contained by the torn dress she wore to escape with a vision of untamed

beauty. She reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of Buck's face.

She hummed at the warmth of his skin.

Buck, I don't know how to thank you, she whispered. But words weren't enough.

Her body craved him.

The adrenaline of the survival morphed into an aching need.

He leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that started soft and exploratory.

Then deepened with the urgency of pent -up desire, his tongue slipped past her

lips, tasting her sweetness, while his hands roamed down her back,

pulling her closer.

Destiny gasped against his mouth as his fingers found the zipper

of her dress.

He slid downstairs.

Slowly and deliberately, the fabric fell away, revealing her bare skin.

Her full breasts were heaving with each breath.

God, you're beautiful, Buck growled, his eyes devouring her. He cupped

one breast.

His thumb brushed over the sensitive nipple, eliciting a soft moan from

her lips.

Her body reacted instantly, a flush spreading across her chest as a heat

pulled between her thighs.

Mom, what are you doing?

She arched into her touch, her

dripping pussy already soaking into the thin lace of her panties.

Buck's free hand just lower over the curves of her hips until he reached

the damp fabric.

You're so wet for me already, he said, his voice thick with awe and lust.

He slipped his fingers beneath the waistband, parting her slick folds with

expert precision.

Destiny's breath hitched as he circled her swollen clit.

and gentle pressure making her hips buck involuntarily.

Her pussy clenched around nothing.

Desperate for more, juices circling down her inner thighs in a testament to her

arousal.

Buck, please, she begged, her voice a breathless whisper.

Please wait, please what?

Buck pees.

More she begged, this time Buck couldn't hold back.

She obliged, sliding one finger inside her tight pussy, then another

curling them in that sweet spot that made her see stars.

Destiny's body trembled, her wolf's gripped fingers as waves of pressure

She was dripping now, her arousal.

coating his hands in glossy paint.

It feels, oh God, it feels like fire. She panted, her nose digging into his

shoulder as he pumped fingers in and out, slow and deep.

He withdrew long enough to strip off his own clothes, swinging up from his pants

with a throbbing cock, veins pulsating with need.

Destiny's eyes widened at the sight of her pussy clenching in anticipation.

Buck positioned himself between her legs, the head of his shaft heaving in

entrance. I want to make you forget everything else.

Right now it's just me and you, he said, his voice was laced with desire and raw

hunger.

See? I knew it was going to be good. No critiques from me.

Mom, what was that?

What was what?

I think I hear the laundry.

Mom, seriously, what the fuck was that?

Hello?

Here, honey. At least drink some water.

Fine.

I know things have been a little awkward for us lately, but I'm still your mom

and I still want to be here for you. Mom, it's just too awkward, okay?

I know, but I'm your mom and I still want to be here.

Please?

Fine. Okay, so the editor requested a full intense sexual scene for the climax

of my novel.

And, I don't know, everything I write, it just sounds so fake.

Well, I have a great idea.

Why don't you just use your past experiences?

Well, that'd be great, but I mean... Austin, wait.

Have you had... Mom, don't say it, please.

No. Have you or haven't you?

No, of course not. But that's because I'm weird and awkward, and women just

don't like me.

No, you're not, and I like you.

Well, I mean, that's the thing, though. They need this updated chapter by

Monday, and I'm... So stressed.

Okay, well, you have all weekend. So you have so much time to get experience in.

Wait, you're right.

Of course I am.

So you'll help me?

Wait, wait. I'm your mother.

I'm your mother. I know, but you're a woman.

I am being serious right now. It's awesome.

So am I, Mom. Like, I mean, come on. You already touched yourself in front of me

yesterday. Or did you think I forgot?

Oh, God. Okay.

We need to both forget about that that happened.

Come on. I thought you said you wanted to be here for me.

I mean, I do.

I mean, I guess I would rather help you out.

Be better than you going and fucking some whore.

But we can never talk about this again.

Understood? Yeah. Okay, Mom.

I promise.

Okay.

Oh, wow.

Mom,

you're so hot.

That feels really good.

That's good, sweetie.

You like that?

Yeah, your hands are so soft.

more though.

More? Yeah.

Let's have this day between us. Do you understand?

I promise, Mom.

Yeah.

It feels so good.

Keep going.

I feel so good on my cock.

I like that, sweetie.

Now honey, remember this is just for research, okay?

This could never happen again, and this is our little secret.

Now I'm going to go make dinner.

Okay. I love you.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey, Mom.

Hey, Austin.

How was your day today?

My day was pretty good. How was yours?

It was good.

I finished your book.

You did?

I did, and I couldn't help but notice some changes about the main character,

which kind of reminded me of us.

Yeah, I mean, I did kind of base the main characters off of us, but, I mean,

be fair, you're the only sexual experience I've had, so are you mad?

I'm not mad. I'm just surprised.

I mean, like, it's so romantic.

Like...

It just reminds me so much of us.

Yeah. And our experience.

Are you in love with your mother?

I mean, uh, kind of. I mean,

yeah, I do love you, Mom. How do you feel, though?

I mean, I kind of feel the same way. I've been a little ashamed of how I

Just because I feel like it's wrong.

Well, will you show me how I make you feel?

I'm going to show you.

Oh my goodness,

lingerie. You like it?

It looks so good on you.

Mama, you're so sexy.

You know, I thought I was a bad mom for having these sexual desires.