Ana
"Time for dinner, Ana!" My mother's voice called out, breaking the silence of the house.
An evil thought crossed my mind, as I twisted my lips in a mischievous grin. I was going to make sure Christian got addicted to me and unable to keep his hands off me.
"I'm not wearing any panties under this dress, daddy," I whispered into my step daddy's ears as I passed where he was seated. My mother and sister were distracted with dishing the food.
"Hmmm," he gritted out, as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
I sat directly opposite him, staring into his eyes with a different kind of hunger and craving, one that wouldn't be satisfied by the meal placed on the table.
"This tastes really nice, babe". He said to my mom, giving me a very intentional look which pissed me off.
Fine then, tw
