Chapter: CHAPTER 106: HE TOOK ME TO HIS DUNGEON AND SHOWED ME WHAT I’D BEEN MISSING“Oh god, oh GOD, you’re so deep, nobody’s ever been this deep —”He bottoms out. His pelvis presses against my clit and the contact makes me jolt, my oversensitive bud sparking under his weight. He’s filling me completely, I can feel him in places that have never been reached, pressing against the front wall of my pussy from the inside, the head nudging my cervix with a dull, deep pressure.“This,” he says, voice strained, “is what it’s supposed to feel like.”He pulls back. Pushes in. Slow, grinding, using the full length of his cock to drag over every nerve ending inside me. The ridged head catches on my g-spot on the outstroke, drags across it, and the sensation makes my walls clench so hard he groans.“Ohhh, right there, every time you pull out, oh FUCK, it drags right over, don’t stop doing that—”“I know where it is.” He builds a rhythm. Deep, grinding strokes, not fast, not pounding, but deliberate. Each thrust designed to maximize contact with my g-spot and end with his pelvis
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-17
Chapter: CHAPTER 105: HE TOOK ME TO HIS DUNGEON AND SHOWED ME WHAT I’D BEEN MISSING“Every time you lay in bed wishing someone would touch you like you deserve.” His finger traces the top of my mound. Just above my clit. Close enough that I can feel the heat of his fingertip without contact. “Tell me while I touch you. I want to hear it.”“He, oh please just touch my clit, he never goes down on me—”Dominic’s tongue touches my clit.The sound I make is inhuman. A wailing, broken moan that fills the basement as his tongue, hot, flat, expert, drags over my swollen bud in one slow, devastating stroke. He licks me from bottom to top, his tongue collecting every drop of wetness, and the flavor makes him groan against me.“OH, oh my god, your MOUTH, oh FUCK—”“Keep talking,” he says against my pussy, lips brushing my clit with every word. “What else doesn’t he do?”“He, ahh, he never, uses his fingers properly, he just— oh god right there, pokes at me like he’s, mmm, typing—”Two fingers push inside me. Not poking. Not jabbing. Curling, a slow, deliberate press against my
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-12
Chapter: CHAPTER 104: HE TOOK ME TO HIS DUNGEON AND SHOWED ME WHAT I’D BEEN MISSINGThe basement is nothing like what I expected.No pool table. No TV. No beer fridge and sports memorabilia. The room is larger than the one above it, extended somehow, dug out, the ceiling low and warm with exposed wooden beams. The walls are dark, a rich, wine-colored fabric stretched over something solid, soundproofing maybe — and the lighting is amber, low, coming from fixtures I can’t see directly.In the center of the room is a padded bench. Black leather, adjustable, with metal rings at each corner. Against the far wall, a wooden frame — an X shape, with cuffs at each point. A cabinet with glass doors reveals what’s inside: floggers, cuffs, rope in six colors, clamps, blindfolds, a collection of toys I recognize and several I don’t. Everything is clean. Organized. Maintained.This isn’t a hobby. This is a practice.“You built this,” I say. My voice sounds far away.“Over twenty years.” He descends the stairs behind me. Doesn’t touch me yet. Lets me look. “My wife, Ryan’s mother,
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 103: HIS FATHER WALKED IN ON ME SPREAD OPEN AND THE RAIN WOULDN’T LET MEHe soothes it with his tongue. Then moves to the right. Same treatment — sucking until it’s swollen and throbbing, then biting until I cry out, then soothing with slow, wet laps. Both nipples are dark red, wet with his spit, aching.His hand slides between my legs on the counter. Two thick fingers push inside me without warning and the stretch, his fingers are so much thicker than mine, thick and calloused and rough inside me, makes me grab his shoulders and moan against his neck.“Oh my GOD, your fingers, they’re so, ohh—”“Tight,” he breathes against my bitten nipple. “So tight and wet. My son has this and doesn’t know what to do with it.” He curls his fingers against my g-spot, firm, practiced, the rough pads of his fingers catching on the textured spot, and my thighs slam shut around his hand.He forces them open. Pins my knees apart with his forearms while his fingers pump inside me, deep, curling strokes that hit my g-spot on every pass. The wet sounds are obscene, squelch, sque
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-10
Chapter: CHAPTER 102: HIS FATHER WALKED IN ON ME SPREAD OPEN AND THE RAIN WOULDN’T LET ME LEAVE“For you to stop pretending.”His hand settles on my hip. Just, there. Warm through the thin fabric. His thumb traces a circle on the bone, then slides lower. Over the curve of my ass. Down to the hem of my dress.“I watched you for eleven months,” he says, voice low and close to my ear. “Eleven months of you sitting at my table, laughing at my jokes, leaning in when I talk. Wearing those little dresses. Crossing your legs so your skirt rides up. Dropping things so you have to bend over.”“I wasn’t—”“You were.” His fingers find the hem. Lift it. Just an inch. Cool air on the backs of my thighs. “And I let it happen because you’re my son’s girlfriend and I’m not the kind of man who—” He stops. His hand stops. The fabric of my dress held an inch above where it should be. “But you just moaned my name with your fingers in your pussy and I am done pretending.”His hand slides under my dress. Up the back of my thigh. Over the bare curve of my ass, no underwear, nothing between his callouse
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-08
Chapter: CHAPTER 101: HIS FATHER WALKED IN ON ME SPREAD OPEN AND THE RAIN WOULDN’T LET ME LEAVEThe authority in his voice pins me to the spot. Not loud. Not aggressive. Just absolute, the voice of a man who built a construction company from nothing, who commands sixty men on a job site, who has never once in his life been disobeyed and doesn’t plan to start now.“I need to go—”“It’s raining.”I look at the window. He’s right. Not drizzle, a full assault, rain hammering the glass so hard the backyard is a blur. The kind of downpour that floods roads in minutes. The kind that trapped me at this house once before, three months ago, when Ryan fell asleep on the couch and Dominic and I sat in the kitchen drinking whiskey until 2 AM and his knee touched mine under the table and neither of us moved it.“I’ll drive in the rain—”“In your boyfriend’s car? The one he took to CVS?” He hasn’t moved from the doorway. His eyes haven’t left mine. “Sit down, Aria.”My name in his mouth. That accent wrapping around the vowels. My clit throbs so hard I press my thighs together and I know he see
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-07
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