Sleeping With My Step Daddy
Chapter 89: "Please Forgive Me"

Chapter 89: "Please Forgive Me"

[MATURE CONTENT]

Rico leaned over the sink, vomiting hard. His whole face was flushed red, his body trembling. The harsh sound of his retching echoed through the bathroom as Jeff stood behind him, gently patting his back.

Jeff: "Breathe slowly... it’s okay... let it all out."

After what felt like forever, Rico finally slumped down, his energy drained. Jeff helped him to the bed and gently laid him down. He soaked a towel in warm water and carefully wiped the sweat from Rico’s body.

Rico’s eyes fluttered open. His vision was blurry at first. He stared at the ceiling, confused.

Rico (murmuring): "Where the hell... am I?"

He blinked again, and this time he saw Jeff. Right there beside him. Wiping his body. Holding his hand gently.

Rico’s breath hitched. His cheeks, already red from the vomiting, flushed deeper in surprise.

Rico: "...Jeff?"

Jeff noticed his gaze and smiled softly.

Jeff: "Oh... you’re awake."

Rico quickly pulled his hand away, startled. He sat up suddenly, though he still felt lightheaded. Jeff reached out in concern.

Jeff: "Hey, calm down—"

Rico (interrupting): "Why am I here?"

Jeff: "Those bastards drugged you with cheap pills and tried to rape you in the club."

Rico’s expression turned dark. He clenched his fists.

Rico: "I’ll kill them."

He got up abruptly and began looking around.

Rico: "Where’s my phone?"

Jeff gently stopped him and held out a glass of water.

Jeff: "Rico, calm down. Drink this. Your throat’s raw from vomiting."

Rico took the glass and drank it all in one go, only to flinch in pain.

Rico: "Ahh..."

Jeff: "Hey, slow down. You’ll hurt yourself."

Rico: "Where’s my phone?"

Jeff: "It’s broken."

Rico: "Then give me yours. I need to call my secretary."

Jeff: "Why don’t you eat something first? I can make soup for you—"

Rico (cutting him off): "Why? I don’t want to stay here."

Jeff looked at him quietly for a moment, hurt flashing in his eyes.

Jeff: "Rico, I saved you. You could at least thank me."

Rico: "Really? Then thanks, Mr. Jeff. And next time... don’t save me."

He stood up, wobbling slightly. Jeff reached for him.

Jeff: "Where are you going? It’s the middle of the night."

Rico: "Let me go."

Jeff quickly stepped in front of him, grabbing both of his shoulders.

Jeff (shouting): "Why are you being so stubborn?! Do you even realize what could’ve happened tonight? If my friend hadn’t seen you in that club and called me—you would’ve been... they would’ve destroyed you, Rico! You and your body—"

His voice cracked. His eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

Jeff (quietly): "I don’t even want to imagine it."

Rico stared at him, heart pounding.

Rico (calmly): "You didn’t come that night... So why did you come today, Jeff?"

Jeff blinked in confusion.

Jeff: "What...?"

Rico (voice rising): "I waited for you the whole night, Jeff! But you didn’t come! So why now?! Why today?!"

All the pain Rico had buried deep came bursting out.

Rico: "Why did you come now, when I don’t need you anymore?!"

His voice broke. His eyes were red with hurt and rage.

Jeff stepped forward and cupped his face, trembling.

Jeff: "I’m sorry."

Rico shoved him away.

Rico: "I don’t need your sorry!"

But Jeff didn’t let go. He pulled Rico into his arms like he was holding something precious—something he almost lost.

Jeff: "I’m sorry, Rico. Please... forgive me."

Rico tried to push Jeff away, but Jeff held him tightly, refusing to let go.

Jeff (softly): "Rico... please. Listen to me."

But Rico didn’t respond. His chest heaved as he cried, the pain still raw. Jeff gently cupped his face, wiping away the tears rolling down his cheeks.

Jeff (voice trembling): "Just once... can you forgive me? Please, Rico."

Rico’s eyes were red, filled with heartbreak. Before he could speak, Jeff leaned in and kissed him—first gently, then more urgently. At first, Rico didn’t respond. His body stiffened, frozen in disbelief.

But slowly, his lips moved back against Jeff’s.

Jeff (murmuring between kisses): "I love you, Rico..."

Rico’s eyes widened. His breath caught in his throat as the words sank in.

Jeff pulled back slightly, looking straight into his eyes.

Jeff: "Rico... can you be my boyfriend?"

Rico’s breath quickened. He was shocked, his heart pounding in his chest.

Rico: "J-Jeff..."

Jeff gently placed his fingers over Rico’s lips.

Jeff (softly): "Please... just say what I want to hear. Please..."

Rico hesitated. His eyes searched Jeff’s, and for a moment, time stood still. Then, slowly... he nodded.

Rico: "...Okay."

Jeff’s eyes lit up, glistening with emotion.

Jeff: "Really?"

Without waiting another second, he pulled Rico into a tight hug, holding him like he never wanted to let go again.

They embraced each other warmly, the pain between them slowly melting into something softer—something hopeful.

Jeff looked at Rico, his fingers gently tracing the soft lines of Rico’s face. Then he leaned in, and they kissed—deeply, passionately.

Jeff’s arms wrapped tightly around Rico’s waist, his hand instinctively squeezing the softness of Rico’s body. Rico let out a breath, then coughed slightly.

Jeff (concerned): "Are you okay?"

Rico (nodding): "Yeah... I’m fine."

Jeff: "You should take some rest. We can’t do it like this—you’re still sick."

Rico shook his head, a spark of desire in his eyes.

Rico: "Nope... I’m okay."

Jeff: "Come on, let’s lie down. I’ll make you some soup."

Rico suddenly grabbed his hand, stopping him.

Rico (softly): "Before soup..."

He looked down at the front of Jeff’s pants, a teasing smirk forming on his lips.

Rico: "I want to eat something else."

Jeff’s eyes widened.

Jeff: "Rico, you’re not okay. We can’t have sex like this..."

Rico (firmly): "I’m okay. I want to do it... right now."

Jeff looked at him—at Rico’s flushed cheeks and stubbornly adorable expression. He reached up and gently touched Rico’s forehead.

Jeff (smiling): "Thank God... no fever."

Rico (with a glint in his eyes): "So... can we?"

Jeff exhaled, lips curling into a smile.

Jeff: "Okay... but if I start, don’t ask me to stop."

Rico didn’t hesitate. He quickly pulled off his shirt, revealing his soft white skin.

Rico: "Then let’s start."

Jeff’s gaze darkened with hunger as he took in the sight before him.

Jeff: "If I start... I’m not holding back."

He grabbed Rico by the waist, pulling him close, and their lips met again—this time with fire. Jeff’s kisses grew more desperate, his lips trailing down, licking, tasting, exploring the body he craved.

Rico moaned happily under his touch, completely melting into Jeff’s warmth.

Jeff gently laid Rico down on the bed, his kisses full of hunger and longing. As their clothes slowly slipped off the edge of the bed, piece by piece, Jeff leaned down and licked along Rico’s leg.

Jeff (teasing): "You taste so good."

Rico (smirking): "Then eat me."

Jeff chuckled, then gave a playful bite.

Rico (moaning softly): "Ahh... uhh... Jeff..."

Jeff (low, breathless): "That sound drives me crazy."

Without wasting a moment, he spread Rico’s legs and reached into the drawer, grabbing the lube. He poured some on his fingers and pressed gently against Rico’s entrance. Rico shivered at the touch.

Rico (softly): "That feels... so good..."

Jeff (grinning): "It’s going to feel even better in a minute."

Rico let out a louder moan as Jeff started moving slowly.

Rico (gasping): "Ahhh... it’s... it’s deep..."

Jeff (surprised): "You’re so tight..."

Rico (blushing): "It’s been two years since I’ve done it..."

Jeff paused for a second, locking eyes with him.

Jeff (softly): "You mean... the last time was with me?"

Rico nodded shyly.

Jeff (emotionally): "Rico..."

He kissed him deeply and started moving again, their bodies falling into a rhythm. The room filled with breathy gasps and soft moans.

Jeff (grinning as Rico moans louder): "Why you being noisy, baby?"

Rico (moaning): "Because... I need more... more..."

Jeff (groaning): "You’re going to drive me insane..."

The morning light gently filled the room, casting a soft glow on the two figures sleeping closely on the bed. Rico and Jeff lay tangled in each other’s arms, warm and at peace.

Jeff’s phone suddenly rang. He groaned a little, rubbing his eyes before picking it up. He glanced at the screen—Sebastian Vaughn.

He quickly answered.

Jeff (groggy but polite): "Good morning, sir."

Bast (on call): "Morning. Jeff, where are you?"

Jeff: "I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t inform you. Can I take the day off?"

There was a pause on the other end. Then Bast spoke again.

Bast: "...Okay."

Jeff: "Thank you so much."

The call ended. Jeff turned his gaze back to Rico, who was still asleep in his arms, his face relaxed and peaceful. A soft smile formed on Jeff’s lips.

Jeff (whispering): "You look beautiful like this..."

He gently traced his fingers across Rico’s lips. Rico stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open. He looked up at Jeff, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips.

Jeff: "Good morning."

Rico (softly): "Morning."

Jeff: "Did you sleep well?"

Rico (nodding): "Very well."

Jeff hesitated for a moment, then asked with a hopeful tone.

Jeff: "Rico, will you go on a date with me today?"

Rico blinked, surprised but smiling.

Jeff (smiling): "It’s our first day after becoming a couple... and I want to make every day with you special."

Rico smiled warmly and nodded.

Rico: "Okay... and I want to make every night special with you too."

Jeff laughed softly, pulling Rico into a hug as their hearts beat in sync—already beginning the first page of a new Chapter together.