All For… Daddy
SteamySweet LoveFirst-Person POVGoodgirlPossessiveCEOAge GapForbidden LoveAffair
“Daddy, please don't stop..." I begged, aching for one more thick finger stretching my dripping pussy.
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There are two mistakes a girl should never make.
One: comparing your daddy’s best friend’s cock to your boyfriend’s.
Two: actually fucking him.
I did something worse.
Daddy told me to email my résumé to his best friend because I’d been jobless for months. Drunk and reckless at 2 a.m., I sent Troy Reynolds something else instead—high-definition nudes of me spreading my soaked pussy, my tits squeezed together, tongue out, and begging for his cum.
I knew it was wrong. I’d wanted him since I was seventeen. But the universe handed me the match… and Troy lit the fire.
He never forgets.
Now he wants me. He wants me dripping with his cum, claimed, ruined, and marked with his name on every inch of my skin. He wants me crawling to him on my knees.
He fucked me. Then he hired me—not as his intern, but as his personal slut. His eager whore. His favorite fucktoy and willing little plaything.
And every time he buries himself deep inside me, he makes me moan the one word that seals my fate.
“Daddy.”
This is a box—a wicked little treasure chest overflowing with daddy kinks. K-I-N-K-S that twist and tease in the darkest corners of desire. Inside, you’ll find forbidden daddy taboo stories dripping with raw power and aching submission, where boundaries dissolve and hungry hands claim what’s theirs.
This book is not suitable for all readers.
It contains highly explicit scenes—100% raw sin and sex with zero plot to hide behind.
Keep your tissues close… you’re going to need them. .
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Chapter: Craving Her… Scarlett. Mia’s plump lips curved into a small, knowing smile. She speared a piece of steak with her fork, calm as ever, but her eyes flicked to mine for half a second—long enough for my pussy to throb so hard I had to cross my legs tightly under the table. “Actually, I’m bisexual,” she said evenly. “And right now I’m not looking for a boyfriend. I want a girlfriend.” Her eyes found mine again and held for another beat. My stomach flipped. Was I imagining the heat in that stare? The same heat I had seen when she was coming with that metal hose buried deep inside her? The table fell quiet for a moment. Mom blinked, then laughed like it was the most adorable thing she had ever heard. “Oh! Well, good for you, sweetheart. Exploring! That’s healthy.” But I was burning up. Girlfriend. The word echoed in my head while my mind painted vivid pictures of her saying it to me—her voice husky, breath hot against my ear as she pinned me to the shower wall and shoved that same hose
Last Updated: 2026-07-25
Chapter: My Sister’s Cûnt… Scarlett. As Mia’s eyes flew open mid-thrust and locked straight onto mine through the cracked door, the hose froze deep inside her. For one endless, heart-stopping second, the only sounds were the steady hiss of the shower spray and her sudden, sharp inhale. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Her voice came out low and hoarse from moaning, but sharp enough to cut. Water streamed down her flushed face, over her heaving breasts, tracing the tight valley between them. I couldn’t speak or move. My hand was still shoved inside my waistband, fingers brushing my swollen clit. I yanked it out, my face burning with humiliation. “I—I’m sorry,” I stammered, voice cracking. “Mom bought you a new towel. I was just… dropping it off. I knocked. The door was open. I heard the water and thought—” I swallowed hard, wishing the floor would swallow me whole. “I—I’m sorry, Mia. I didn’t mean to see… that.” Her chest rose and fell rapidly, nipples hard as diamonds, her pussy still visibly
Last Updated: 2026-07-25
Chapter: I Watched Her Masturbate … Scarlett. “Mom,” I said, stacking the dirty dishes in the sink, “Mia is so… quiet. I’ve been trying to talk to her, you know? Really connect. But she just shuts down every time. It feels like she wants nothing to do with me.” Mom turned away from the fridge, where she was tucking away leftovers, and gave me that familiar reassuring smile she always used when I was overthinking everything. “Oh, honey, don’t worry so much. Mia’s had a hard time adjusting to all the changes. David says she’s always been the reserved type. She’ll warm up eventually. Just give her some space. You’re already doing great by making the effort.” I sighed, wiping my hands on a dish towel. “I guess. It still feels strange having a ‘sister’ who barely even looks at me.” Mom chuckled softly and reached into a shopping bag on the counter from her earlier errand. She pulled out a plush white bath towel, still neatly folded with the price tag attached. “Speaking of that, I need to give this to her. She me
Last Updated: 2026-07-23
Chapter: Forbidden Cunt… Scarlett. Mia barely spoke. In the weeks since she had moved in, I had tried everything to draw her out—casual questions over breakfast about her nursing classes, little comments about the weather when we passed each other in the hallway, even offering to show her around the neighborhood. I kept things light and chatty, the kind of person who hated awkward silences and always tried to fill them. But Mia? She remained distant and cool toward me, answering with single words or polite nods that felt like doors slamming shut. “Yeah,” she would reply when I asked if she liked the sandwiches I prepared for breakfast. Or “Fine” whenever I asked about her day. She hardly even looked at me. Those big brown eyes would flick to mine for the briefest second before darting away, as if I wasn’t worth more than a passing glance. It drove me crazy with frustration. I wanted to know her—this stunning, enigmatic stepsister who had taken over part of my home and completely invaded my
Last Updated: 2026-07-23
Chapter: My Own Sister… Scarlett. That was all it took. A simple, polite greeting. But the moment her hand slipped from mine, my mind flooded with images from one of my favorite videos—two women starting out innocently enough as roommates before one slipped into the other’s bed, hands exploring everywhere, mouth diving between her thighs. The rest of the day passed in a busy blur. We helped Mia settle into the guest room—now hers—directly across the hall from mine. She stayed quiet, just as Mom had warned, answering questions with brief replies but always offering that gentle smile. David looked thrilled the entire time, clearly proud of his “girls” bonding so quickly. Mom prepared lasagna for dinner, and we gathered around the table like the perfect blended family. But I couldn’t stop staring. Every time Mia leaned forward for a bite, her breasts pressed against her sweater in a way that made them look so full and inviting. I pictured how they would feel in my palms—heavy, soft, nipples
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: Wanting My Stepsister… Scarlett. I fucked my stepsister. Yeah, I never imagined those words would ever cross my lips. Not in a million years. It wasn’t her first time, but it was mine—and holy shit, it blew my mind. Her tongue swirled around my throbbing clit, her full lips sucking me deep like she couldn’t get enough, while I ground against her face, screaming her name as I came apart for the first time with a girl’s mouth buried between my thighs. I had no idea another woman could make me feel anything like that, let alone someone I was now supposed to call family. Her tongue felt like pure heaven, her lips glistening with my juices turned me on beyond belief, and the way her eyes locked onto mine made it feel like she owned every inch of my pussy. I lay there afterward, panting, completely wrecked and addicted, her taste still lingering on my lips long after, making every man I’d ever been with feel like a complete disappointment. It all started a few months earlier, back when my life sti
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Crave Me; Big Brother
SteamyDark RomanceFast-Paced PlotGoodgirlBadboyArrogantForbidden LoveHate to LoveLove-Triangle
“I can’t let you go, Rain. Not now. Not when we’re old and they put us both in the earth. You are mine until the grave closes over us both.”
Rain spent years loving Colt Walden, surviving every breakup and betrayal with the hope that one day he’d finally choose her. Instead, he shatters her world by announcing his engagement—to the woman he always claimed was his cousin.
Drunk on heartbreak and fury, Rain finds herself in the arms of Rhysand—magnetic, dangerous, and nothing like her ex. One reckless night turns into chaos when she learns the truth: Rhysand is Colt’s estranged older brother.
Her past and future collide.
Rhysand wants more than a mistake. More than one night. He wants her. Entirely. Obsessively. Permanently.
And he’s not afraid to say it.
Colt, realizing what he’s lost, suddenly wants her back.
Now Rain is caught between the man who broke her for years…
and the man who would burn the world to keep her.
One offers familiarity.
The other offers a devotion that borders on dangerous.
Rain must choose which brother she’ll walk toward—
and which storm she’s willing to survive.
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Chapter: Wine Over Sex… Rhysand. It takes me twenty minutes before I realize Rain might not be honoring my invitation. My phone sits face-up on the table. The last text I sent her~~Still waiting on an answer, mushroom.~~has been read for twenty-three minutes…and counting. No reply. Not a single fucking dot. I run a hand through my hair, jaw tight. She’s not coming. The thought lodges in my chest like a blade. Did I try too hard? Maybe her mother has done something to make her stay away? Maybe she’s too tired to answer while I sit here like a fool with dinner getting cold and my cock aching for the only woman who can ruin me. Restless, I sling off my shirt, leaving only sweatpants slung low on my hips, the waistband barely clinging to my waist. The fabric does nothing to hide how hard I’m getting just thinking about her. The city lights bleed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting silver streaks across my apartment. I pace barefoot in front of the table I spent the last hour set
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
Chapter: Cupcakes… Rain. I break the hug with Caiden slowly, the warmth of his arms lingering on my skin even after I step back. The apartment suddenly feels smaller, the air heavier than it was when I walked in. I glance around—nothing looks obviously different. But something is off. The atmosphere is thick, tense, like the room is holding its breath. My eyes land on Crysta. She’s half sitting on the back of the couch, arms crossed, face pale in a way that has nothing to do with her usual foundation shade being too light. Normally, when a rich man walks into her orbit, her eyes light up like slot machines, lips curving into that predatory smile she thinks is seductive. She preens. She poses. She starts calculating how much she can squeeze out of him before he figures out she’s a leech. Right now she looks… small. Cornered. Her mouth is pressed into a thin line, eyes darting between Caiden and me like she’s waiting for a bomb to go off. It’s not normal. Not even a little. I turn back to
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
Chapter: Thorns… Caiden. The evening has cooled into that crisp, indifferent air that makes the city feel sharper around the edges. I ease my new Bentley to the curb in front of Rain’s building. The streetlights paint everything in sickly orange. I kill the engine and step out, the door closing with a soft thud behind me. The building looms ahead—five stories of faded brick and flickering entry lights, the kind of place that looks respectable enough during the day but turns tired and suspicious after dark. I wrinkle my nose as I breathe in the faint smell of exhaust, yesterday’s garbage outside and years of other people’s lives clinging to the air. It’s not exactly terrible—not by city standards—but it offends me on principle. Rain shouldn’t have to breathe this. She deserves light, clean air, high floors and an unlimited view. Much better than this. I balance the slim white box from the pastries in one hand and adjust the cuffs of my suit jacket with the other. It’s charcoal wool, I h
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
Chapter: Offices And Secrets… Rain. Caiden’s office is everything I expected and nothing like Rhysand’s. Where Rhysand’s building feels like a fortress with dark wood, sharp lines, cold glass walls that make you feel caged, Caiden’s is different. Sunlight pours through tall windows overlooking the river and slides over the company name mounted on the wall—Bluehorse Cyber Group. There’s a faint scent of cedar and coffee, and the space feels lived-in despite the little furniture. I’m sitting on the edge of one of the armchairs in the room, sketchpad open on my lap, pencil hovering over a half-finished mood board for his executive floor. It’s been a week since the sex in Rhysand’s car and though I haven’t said anything about his confessions and claim over me. I haven’t ignored him either. My phone buzzes in my hand and I check the text from him. ~~Thinking of you~~ I smile. My mind flashes back to the backseat of his car, and for a moment my thighs actually clench. ~~I’m busy with work, right n
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
Chapter: Backseat Heat… Rain. The fire in my chest feels like it’ll never quench. All the anger from finding out Crysta had gone to meet Rhysand. From reading the call logs and texts to Rhysand she thought she deleted. All the fear and rage had collided as I rushed to the cafe to stop whatever disaster was about to unfold. Now I’m pouring all that fear and rage on Rhysand. I rip off his belt and fling it away not caring where it lands. His hands pull roughly at my jeans and I lift off to aid him drag it down my thighs, my panties going with it. I wriggle free of it and kick them off, leaving my pussy bare and dripping. I return to my goal of getting his cock. I claw at his pants, dragging down enough for his cock to spring. My movements are impatient, jerky and so fucking desperate. After the morning we had yesterday, I didn’t think I’d back here so soon, needing him, wanting him inside me, hoping to burn with me. “Maybe we should—” I cut him off as I grip his cock in my hand and squeeze.
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
Chapter: Storms And Cafes.. Rhysand. The café Crysta picked sits on a quiet corner of the city, outdoor tables shaded by wide umbrellas that ripple in the late-afternoon breeze of the next day. I choose a table near the edge of the exit and wait. Crysta arrives ten minutes late, sauntering up in a tight sundress that clings in all the wrong ways for a “casual” meetup, her makeup heavy even in the daylight. She slides into the chair opposite me with a smile that’s all teeth, ordering a mimosa before I can even suggest coffee. Now she’s stirring the drink lazily, her eyes roaming over me like I’m on the menu. “You know, Rhysand,” she says, leaning forward so her cleavage strains against the fabric, “I’ve met a lot of men in my life. Powerful ones. Rich ones. But you… you’ve got that edge. Like you could break something without even trying.” Her foot brushes my calf under the table and lingers. I shift away, but she just laughs softly. “Rain never mentioned how intense you are. She’s so lucky. Always
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
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