All For… Daddy
“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: Begging For His Cock...Lila.“Beg for it properly,” he commanded, rubbing the fat, silky head of his cock up and down my slick folds, teasing my dripping entrance. “Tell Daddy exactly what you need.”“Please, Daddy,” I whimpered, hips pushing back greedily, voice shaking with raw desperation. “I need your thick cock stretching my tight virgin pussy. Fuck me deep and raw. Ruin me. Make me yours. I’ve waited so long for this—please wreck my little cunt and fill me up.”Ronan let out a low, filthy groan. “Oh my God, Daddy. I’m Fùcking yours.” My voice cracked into a needy whimper as he pushed two thick fingers back inside me, scissoring them roughly, stretching my walls with that delicious burn of pain and pleasure. I ground against his hand like a slut in heat, chasing more.“Now you can stop watching and take this candy for yourself.” He pulled his fingers out suddenly, leaving me empty and whining pathetically, my pussy clenching and fluttering around nothing.But my eyes locked onto his hands as he unwrap
Last Updated: 2026-06-13
Chapter: It's All For Daddy...Lila.My pulse hammered wildly in my ears, matching the deep, throbbing ache between my spread thighs.I pushed up onto my elbows, the cool sheets bunching under my palms as I fought to steady my ragged breathing. This was the moment I’d fantasized about for years—the one that left me soaked and whimpering Ronan’s name into my pillow night after night, fingers buried deep in my dripping cunt.I wanted to be perfect for him. Completely surrendered. Nothing would ruin this. Not my nerves, not a single lingering doubt.All I needed was him—taking control, claiming every inch of me, and ruining my tight virgin pussy for any other man.I planted my feet flat on the mattress, knees falling open wider, shamelessly exposing my slick, swollen folds to his burning gaze. Cool air kissed my overheated, dripping sex, making my clit twitch with desperate need.Ronan took his time, dark eyes devouring every exposed inch of me like he owned it. His stare lingered on my full, heaving breasts and the s
Last Updated: 2026-06-13
Chapter: Spread Your Legs Baby Girl..Lila.The air between us thickened, heavy and electric, thick with forbidden lust and the sharp edge of danger that only made my pussy throb harder.I was teetering right on the brink of something I could never come back from. My body hummed with desperate, aching need while my mind spun with filthy visions—me on my knees, wrapping my lips around his thick cock instead of that stupid lollipop, his strong fingers fisted in my hair as he fucked my throat raw, then slamming me against the wall and pounding my dripping cunt until I couldn’t think straight.“I… I should go back to my room,” I whispered, the lie sounding pathetic even to my own ears.Ronan’s lips curved into a slow, wolfish smile that made my clit pulse. “That wasn’t a suggestion, Lila.”I knew I shouldn’t. This was crossing every line. But my trembling legs carried me forward anyway, drawn to him like a magnet. Heat flushed across my skin, my breathing fast and shallow as his dark eyes devoured me.I stopped just inches aw
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
Chapter: My Bestfriend's Father...Lila.If anyone had told me I’d be secretly spying on my best friend’s father right before midnight, I would’ve called them insane. Yet here I was, pressed against the doorframe, eyes greedily devouring every glistening inch of Ronan’s body like he’d walked straight out of my filthiest fantasies. Droplets of water traced lazy, teasing paths down his powerful chest, sliding over the hard ridges of his abs before disappearing beneath the dangerously low towel. The soft lamp light made his skin glow, highlighting every cut muscle and the sharp V that pointed straight to the heavy prize I craved. Fuck, he’s perfect.I swallowed thickly, throat dry, mouth watering. Up close he looked even more devastating—broad shoulders, thick arms, the kind of body built to pin a girl down and wreck her completely. My mind flooded with raw, nasty images: him throwing me onto the bed, hooking my legs over those wide shoulders, and slamming every thick inch of his cock into my dripping virgin cunt
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Chapter: My Bestfriend's Father...(2)Lila.I stumbled backward with a sharp gasp.My heart hammering wildly as the filthy image burned itself into my brain—Ronan’s strong fist wrapped tight around that massive, veined cock, stroking it slow and deliberate while his deep groans echoed in my ears.What the actual fuck was I thinking?Standing there like a desperate little slut, my eyes glued to the way his thick shaft throbbed in his grip, precum beading at the swollen tip. My pussy spasmed hard, a fresh rush of slick cream coating my inner thighs.“I’m so sorry,” I choked out, my face flaming hot as shame and raw lust crashed through me. “Fuck— I didn’t mean—”My voice cracked. I yanked the door shut and bolted down the hallway, legs shaky, core pulsing with needy heat. Humiliation scorched my skin, but it only made me wetter. My nipples were tight, aching peaks straining against my top, and all I could picture was Ronan’s rough voice commanding me to drop to my knees, spread my virgin cunt wide, and take every brutal
Last Updated: 2026-06-09
Chapter: My BestFriend's Daddy...Lila. Fucking my best friend’s father had always felt like the ultimate forbidden fantasy—one I never dreamed could slip from my late-night thoughts into raw, aching reality.Yet that didn’t stop me from slipping my fingers between my thighs night after night, chasing shattering orgasms while imagining his strong hands pinning me down, his thick cock stretching me open until I forgot how to breathe.It all started two years ago, the night I accidentally glimpsed him completely naked. Nothing else had satisfied me since.I hadn’t meant to see him. Bella, my best friend, had been giggling on the phone with her boyfriend, whispering filthy promises that left me squirming with envy and frustration. Unable to listen any longer, I slipped out toward the pool area, hoping the cool night air would calm the restless heat building inside me.The soft splash of water drew my attention just as I reached the glass doors. A powerful figure cut through the illuminated water. Then he rose.Ronan eme
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
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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