Naughty Stepson – Part Three

Connor pushes, while Graham internally collapses in this story by Fox Emerson and Freckleman64

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GRAHAM

My heart slammed into my chest, then seemed to climb into my throat as I flew off the bed. My foot caught the twisted bedspread, sending me flying forward headfirst toward the bathroom.

Luckily the door was already open.

I skidded across the cold bathroom tiles and slammed shoulder-first into the shower screen. Tempered glass shuddered beneath the impact, the metallic rattle echoing around the bathroom.

For a second, I couldn’t hear anything except my own pulse hammering in my ears.

Jesus Christ.

Had she heard that?

I stood frozen, one hand gripping the edge of the shower screen while I fought to breathe through the panic. Every muscle in my body trembled as adrenaline flooded through me, refusing to let me think straight. Sweat prickled across my back despite the cool air. My mouth had gone dry enough that swallowing hurt.

Sarah’s voice was just outside the bedroom.

Too fucking close.

I couldn’t tell if she was in the hallway, or already standing outside the bedroom door. My heartbeat drowned out everything else, turning every muffled sound into something far more terrifying than it probably was.

I slowly leaned toward the bathroom doorway.

Connor hadn’t moved.

He was still lying face down on the bed, ass in the air, as though we hadn’t just heard her come into the house.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

My fingers wrapped around the bathroom door, ready to slam it shut if I saw so much as a shadow cross the bedroom.