What do you think?
Rate this book
Stealing Daddy
Mara is an unsatisfied young woman. She's in love with the man of her house, but denies it even to herself. She tries to fill that void by sleeping with anybody she can find, but she finds little satisfaction there.
Mara decides she's had enough, and she admits everything to the man of her house. She tells him she wants him, that he's always taken care of her, and that she needs his love. But will he reciprocate? Will he give in to those temptations, to that illicit love, that he's felt for over a decade?
And what will his wife think?
This 5000 word illicit short story deals with themes of forbidden and taboo love and lust, themes some readers may not be ready for.
Excerpt
“I want a man,” she said. “I want a man who knows how to take care of me. I want a man who knows how to please me!”
He said nothing. She could see that the rise and fall of his chest had quickened, and she chanced a step forward. He didn’t move. She took another step toward him, and rested a hand on his chest. “Don’t you take care of me?”
Still he said nothing. He wasn’t recoiling, and he wasn’t nervous. She could tell that he was excited, and when she looked down, she caught a brief glimpse of a bulge in his trousers.
“Maybe you’re right,” she said with a heavy sigh. “Maybe I am just a little tramp. But it’s only because I haven’t been able to get a man that I trust… a man that I need.”
“Mara,” he said, his voice full of conflict.
“I've got something I need to tell you.” She pressed into his body, and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Mara—”
She ignored his protest, instead opting to run her hands up and down his chest. She could feel his athletic body beneath the thin shirt he wore.
“The truth is,” she said, “and I know it’s wrong! But the truth is, you’re the man I want.”
“Mara!” he said, this time with more conviction. “This is not what I meant.” He pushed her away from him, and took a step back putting his thumb and forefinger to his forehead.
“Wait!” Mara cried, following after him. She once again pressed her body against his, once again buried her face into his shoulder. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same way because I know you do! I’ve figured it out. I just figured it out now, actually, but I know it now. And it all makes sense now.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Why you’re always so protective of me, why you treat me like I’m the best thing in your life. Why you’re always so upset when you catch me with someone else.”
“Mara, you are the best thing in my life… but not like that.”
“Really?” she said, looking up at him. She knew he was caving. She knew that he had to put up a protest, that it was what he had to do. But she knew she would break through that barrier. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Then,” she began, before biting her lip and cupping his groin. She almost gasped at what she felt there. He still didn’t move, but in his eyes she could see burning lust. “Why are you hard?”
Mara decides she's had enough, and she admits everything to the man of her house. She tells him she wants him, that he's always taken care of her, and that she needs his love. But will he reciprocate? Will he give in to those temptations, to that illicit love, that he's felt for over a decade?
And what will his wife think?
This 5000 word illicit short story deals with themes of forbidden and taboo love and lust, themes some readers may not be ready for.
Excerpt
“I want a man,” she said. “I want a man who knows how to take care of me. I want a man who knows how to please me!”
He said nothing. She could see that the rise and fall of his chest had quickened, and she chanced a step forward. He didn’t move. She took another step toward him, and rested a hand on his chest. “Don’t you take care of me?”
Still he said nothing. He wasn’t recoiling, and he wasn’t nervous. She could tell that he was excited, and when she looked down, she caught a brief glimpse of a bulge in his trousers.
“Maybe you’re right,” she said with a heavy sigh. “Maybe I am just a little tramp. But it’s only because I haven’t been able to get a man that I trust… a man that I need.”
“Mara,” he said, his voice full of conflict.
“I've got something I need to tell you.” She pressed into his body, and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Mara—”
She ignored his protest, instead opting to run her hands up and down his chest. She could feel his athletic body beneath the thin shirt he wore.
“The truth is,” she said, “and I know it’s wrong! But the truth is, you’re the man I want.”
“Mara!” he said, this time with more conviction. “This is not what I meant.” He pushed her away from him, and took a step back putting his thumb and forefinger to his forehead.
“Wait!” Mara cried, following after him. She once again pressed her body against his, once again buried her face into his shoulder. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same way because I know you do! I’ve figured it out. I just figured it out now, actually, but I know it now. And it all makes sense now.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Why you’re always so protective of me, why you treat me like I’m the best thing in your life. Why you’re always so upset when you catch me with someone else.”
“Mara, you are the best thing in my life… but not like that.”
“Really?” she said, looking up at him. She knew he was caving. She knew that he had to put up a protest, that it was what he had to do. But she knew she would break through that barrier. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Then,” she began, before biting her lip and cupping his groin. She almost gasped at what she felt there. He still didn’t move, but in his eyes she could see burning lust. “Why are you hard?”
- GenresErotica
ebook
First published December 9, 2013
12 people want to read
Ratings & Reviews
Friends & Following
Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book!
Community Reviews
Displaying 1 - 2 of 2 reviews
October 12, 2015
Ok so I had a bit of a smut binge Sunday? Don't judge me.
Check out my reviews
Check out my reviews
February 7, 2015
I really liked it. It was so loving and yes really hot. As straight sex goes.
Displaying 1 - 2 of 2 reviews