FORBIDDEN AFFECTIONS: ADDICTED TO MY STEPMOM

“No. You like that too, Mom,” I said with a firm look and tone. This was it. I won’t let her take over and control the distance between us however she wanted.

The reality had to be shown to her – that there was more to her and me than she had initially imagined and wanted to believe.

“Aki, that’s enough,” Mom insisted yet again. “Look, all I can tell is that you’re confused, and…”

“Damn it, mom, I’m not confused! And I’m sure you aren’t either. We both know we wanted what happened.”

I couldn’t help but let out a pathetic sigh. I was at a loss to understand what was going through mom’s head. After giving her a fleeting glance, I understood that my tolerance for her had reached its limit. I was no longer able to exert any control over myself. I quickly grabbed mom, kissed her on the lips, and gave her a tight embrace. Mom fought and pushed me away, but her defenses were too thin and feeble to keep me away from her. After a split second of resistance, she finally caved in and kissed me back.

The ferocious kisses slowed down and became more tender. What began as an expression of rage eventually evolved into a meaningful action.

I could feel my mom’s affection for me. This forbidden kiss, along with every caress and every touch from her, let me know that she desired it just as much as I did. She simply was unable to express these feelings to me in a direct manner for some unknown reason.

Suddenly, my phone rang in my pocket, causing my mother to stumble. As soon as she heard it, she tried to push me away. But I didn’t give up; instead, I let my mouth to continue devouring her lips all the way down to her neck, which looked far too sweet and tender for me to resist tasting.

“Ahh, Aki, phone…” Mom moaned seductively while I was enjoying a kiss on the back of her neck. My hand moved slowly toward one of her breasts and stroked it softly.

I did not answer my phone and instead kissed the woman I loved more passionately. My lips returned to hers, and as our tongues played and our bodies rubbed against one another, I felt a tremendous amount of heat spread throughout my entire body. My veins rushed with want and love, and I welcomed them both willingly and eagerly. Everything that I was and everything that I had was for the person who stood in front of me at that moment.

“Mhmm, Aki,” mom murmured as she pushed me harder and harder till I finally pulled away.

We glanced at one other, chasing our breaths, before a soft whisper came from mom’s lips.

“Go and answer it,” mom said, her gaze retreating slightly.

Out of sheer frustration, I pulled my phone from my pocket. As I stared at the message that appeared on my phone screen, I couldn’t help but freeze.

“Go home, Aki,” Mom said initially. She hurriedly walked away and went into the restroom, where she shut the door behind her and locked herself in before I even had a chance to say anything.

After taking a few long breaths, I lowered my voice and spoke through the crack in the door, “I’ll be back, mom. I–I love you…” My entire body was filled with uncertainty, but the phone I had in my pocket rang one more time, and I was eventually compelled to leave.

The entire time that I was driving home, I couldn’t help but think of my mom and our child. Regardless of the events that transpired, they were still my family. Mom however continued to push me away. Was she trying to tell me that she could handle everything by herself once more? That she and our baby could survive and live well without needing me?

I finally made it to the house that Crista and I had purchased before heading back to the country. People thought it had been bought by her parents but in truth, I was the one who had bought had acquired the lot and tried to build it based on what I wanted.

The housekeepers who I recalled Crista’s parents having recruited around a month before Yohan was born came running up to me as soon as I parked my car to the side and walked in the door.

“Where is she?” I asked.

“Sir, Madam Crista is in the bedroom,” one of the maids said.

Immediately, I hurried to the bedroom that Crista and I shared. I arrived at the said room, only to find her on the edge of the bed. It appeared as though she had been there for a considerable amount of time, probably waiting for me to arrive. I heaved a sigh and turned to look in the opposite direction before going inside.

After becoming aware of my presence, Crista got to her feet and hurriedly approached me.

“Jack? Where have you been? Why weren’t you picking up when I called you? L-Last night, we were doing fine but you just left, and I have no idea where you went or what happened to you. At first, I was concerned and wanted to look for you but then M-Mama vanished as well,” Crista continued speaking without pausing for a while. The worry and fear in her eyes could not be denied. She looked as if she would faint the next second while facing me.

“Calm down,” I said.

Suddenly, Crista came over to me and gave me a strong embrace. “Jack, tell me that you’re just hanging out with your mom. Please, Jack. Be honest and tell me… You didn’t go anywhere or see anyone else, right? You were only with your mom, right?”

I gave her a quick glance over my shoulder before sighing and turning my attention back to her. “Yeah. You’re right. I’ve spent the whole night with my mom,” I admitted.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.