Page 24 of Stalker Stepbrother

Per her request, the ceremony was intimate. We had our parents, my trusted man Rick, and some of her high school friends.

Her mother and my father are still getting used to the idea of us being a couple, but at least Janis no longer screams when she talks to me. Then, when she held her grandson, Chase, for the first time, she completely forgot she didn’t like me.

Fast forward to today and they like to come here a few times every week to babysit Chase. They might not have been the best parents to me and Callie, but they’re trying for Chase. And that’s good enough for me.

“Let me put him to sleep, baby girl,” I tell Callie, and she smiles in return. A smile that can still set my whole body on fire.

“Thanks, Daddy. I need to take a shower. I stink,” she pouts.

“Good thing I like my pussy with a little sweat.”

“Callum!” she hisses and flicks her eyes to Chase as if our boy can understand us already.

“I was Daddy to you a second ago.”

She huffs and hands me our bundle of joy. I hold him in one arm and smack Callie’s ass with the other.

When the door closes, I hold out a finger to Chase and he wraps it in his tiny hand. A surge of protectiveness washes over me, and I wonder who he’s gonna take after.

I gently rock him in my arms, watching as he falls asleep. For all the messed up things I got involved with in the past, I must have done at least one thing right to deserve this boy and his mom. Two humans I vow to protect. Two humans I’ll offer my life to.

Slowly, I lay him down on the crib, his small chest rising and falling in a gentle rhythm.

I hear a soft knock on the door and turn to see his nanny. I tell her, “He’s already asleep. Mind watching him over?”

“Absolutely.”

I walk inside our bedroom to find Callie in a tank top and short shorts, drying her hair with a white towel. I come up to her from behind and sweep her in my arms. She yelps and wraps her arms around my neck.

“What are you doing?” she says, laughing.

“Spending time with my wife to help her relax. Don’t worry, Mrs. Damiano is in his room, watching him.”

“Oo-kay. Where are you taking me?”

“For a quick dip.”

“But I’ve just taken a bath!” she protests.

“Then you’ll bathe again.”

We reach the infinity pool, and I throw her into the water. She’s laughing as she splashes water on me. Taking off my shirt, I jump into the pool and pull her to me, wrapping her legs around my waist. Her hair is sticking to her forehead and cheeks, and I take those off her face.

“God, you’re beautiful, baby girl,” I rasp.

She responds by rolling her eyes. “You don’t have to say that, you know. I know I don’t look my best.”

I squeeze her ass. “What’s that? Are you saying I’m a liar?”

She sighs and buries her face in my neck. “No. I’m saying, I look in the mirror every day and I don’t like what I see.”

“What do you see?”

“Someone almost twice my size a year ago. Someone who always looks tired. Doesn’t matter if I slept for eight hours straight, my eyebags are always there. No amount of concealer can cover it. That’s why I avoid the mirrors altogether.”

I lean her against the side of the pool so we’re at eye level. “You wanna know what I see? I see a wonderful wife and mother who just gave me the most precious gift in the world—in addition to your virginity, of course. You just spent almost ten months growing that little miracle upstairs. Your body rearranged itself to accommodate another human inside you.”

Tilting her face up to me, I graze her mouth with mine, making my member instantly rock hard. Her eyes turn glassy when she notices the girth pressing against her crotch. “See what I mean? Now, I’m ordering you to stop being so hard on yourself. You are and will always be the most beautiful and sexiest woman in the world for me.”

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