FORBIDDEN AFFECTIONS: ADDICTED TO MY STEPMOM

I struggled to control my own emotions and confronted Ryan. “You’re wrong, Ryan. My son and Crista broke up. They don’t see each other anymore either. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

I was about to stand up when I heard him speak again.

“If what you’re saying is true, then why don’t you call Jack right now?” Ryan challenged.

I was silent for a moment before I took out my phone and quickly dialed Jack’s number. I froze. My heart stopped beating as no one answered on the other line.

His phone was turned off.

“Marianne… Maybe they’re still here. Do you want to see it for yourself and confirm?” Ryan suggested.

I know Jack will never do what Ryan is telling me right now. My son will never lie to me. He’s not that kind of person.

He is not like his father.

But why was I slowly losing hope while I was following Ryan to this hallway with rooms surrounding us?

My breathing trembled as I felt my palms turn colder and colder with every idea that began to penetrate my head. My heart pounded louder and louder with every step we took. In truth, I no longer know what was true and what was not.

I also don’t know how Ryan was able to convince me but I found myself looking for both Jack and Crista in what seemed to be a hallway.

My feet move spontaneously and with each step, I feel like I will faint with nervousness. I couldn’t think straight and only knew I was walking.

I could feel the sharp, painfully cold enveloping my entire body. I seemed to lose my hearing with every step, every step toward that room. But it all stopped when I heard a familiar voice that was deeply ingrained in my head and heart.

“Mom?”

Turning around, I found Jack. And Crista was with him as Ryan had said. My mind immediately went blank. I couldn’t think while looking at them. I also noticed the shock on Jack’s face as he looked at me but my own emotions were too much that I could barely recognize other people’s reactions.

“Jack… See, Sir Ryan looks really serious with your mom,” Crista said to my son.

“Jack,” Ryan called to Jack as if wanting to explain.

My heart dropped as I just stared at them. I could not move and speak from where I stood. What is he doing with Crista? Why are they at the hotel? And most of all, why did Jack hide this from me?

Why did he lie…?

Before I could even ask for an answer, I felt a familiar hand grab me and pulled me to his side. I flinched and heard Ryan and Crista calling but I didn’t look at them, only feeling the familiar palm holding me as he pulled me away with him. A moment later, I realized that we were already in the car and soon, in the condo that he owned. It happened too quickly and the shock was still evident in my entire body. Still, I faintly recognized it regardless of my head going to spiral and my heart pounding like crazy I thought it would explode.

Arriving and closing the door angrily, Jack immediately let me go.

For the first time, he dropped my hand in an extremely harsh way.

“Why are you with that man?” Jack asked loudly, his rage evident in his voice.

I looked him in the eye and couldn’t control my own emotions, “You’re…” I inhaled deeply but couldn’t keep it anymore. “You’re the one I should be asking that. What are you doing, Aki? Why are you with Crista?”

“What?” Jack’s forehead furrowed even more.

I clenched my hands, feeling the coldness seep further inside my system. “Tell me, Aki. Are you… getting back together? Is that what you’re planning so you went to see her? Are you really doing it…?” Will you leave me and Amy?

“Mom…!” Jack exclaimed as if what I just uttered was complete nonsense.

“No, Aki! Tell me the truth. Why did you lie? You said you weren’t talking to her anymore,” I almost choked as I spoke, the tears threatening to fall from my eyes. My hands trembled as I faintly asked him one more time. “… Why didn’t you tell me you were talking to Crista?”

“Mom…” His face contorted seemingly in pain then it quickly disappeared as he angrily asked, “Is that what Ryan told you?” Jack moved a little closer.

I looked away, not wanting to look at him.

“Mom!” Jack called once more, then his voice turned a little softer, “… Please, at least tell me the truth. Is that what you heard from Ryan?”

Taking in a deep breath, I shut my eyes and nodded.

Then I was surprised as I heard Jack curse out loud. Then came another question with a broken whisper, “… And you actually believe him?”

Before I could answer, Jack moved even closer. I could feel and see the anger in his eyes. He didn’t even give me a chance to clarify my words when he angrily grabbed me by the neck and pulled me to him, his lips falling to mine.

Jack kissed me violently with a mixture of anger and extreme excitement. He immediately removed our clothes while not interrupting our kiss. I also angrily kissed back. Even though my mind was still full of questions and fear of what was yet to come, the excitement and desire to be one quickly won over me.

Jack lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around him. Panting as we moaned and brushed our lips with one another, we continued to devour each other’s mouths, our tongues and saliva meeting in a familiar steady, and deep rhythm.

I could feel the anger radiating from his body, his cock getting harder and harder as it began to rub against my clothed entrance. I couldn’t help but yelp and tremble whenever I felt how hard and huge it was.

Jack removed my upper garment, his mouth quickly finding my buds as he didn’t waste time and sucked on them.

“Ahhh….” I moaned, remembering the time when I told him he shouldn’t touch my breasts carelessly since I was still breastfeeding Amy but now, Jack didn’t seem to care as his mouth moved harsher and harder as if he was trying to nip and eat my buds as a whole.

He became violent in kneading and tasting me and I couldn’t help but tremble at every touch. Even his finger immediately entered my entrance and I was ready quickly.