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8. I DIDN'T WANT IT TO STOP
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2026-08-14 03:01:28
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CRAVING DIRTY DADDY 8. I DIDN'T WANT IT TO STOP
HADES I sat in the corner booth of La Serre, the most exclusive restaurant in Denver, nursing my third glass of whiskey. The amber liquid burned smoothly, but it did nothing to quiet the storm raging inside my skull. Yesterday had been a complete fucking catastrophe. My mind kept circling back to that airport restroom like a drug I couldn’t quit. The way I’d stroked my cock while staring at her half-naked photo on her phone. The desperate, broken sound of her voice when she begged me to make her forget her pain. The moment I lost every ounce of control and buried myself balls-deep inside the real thing. I still felt it. The way her tight, wet pussy had clenched around me like a vice, pulling me deeper. The brutal rhythm of my hips slamming into her as I fucked her like a man possessed—hard, deep, unforgiving. The way she’d screamed “Hades” like I was both her savior and her damnation. Those memories had burrowed under my skin, branded into my bones, and no amount of whiskey cou
CRAVING DIRTY DADDY 7. SHOCKING REVELATION
VIOLET Somehow I must have drifted off, because the next thing I knew I was jolting awake as the pilot’s voice came over the speakers. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Denver. Local time is 10:28 PM and the current temperature is a cool fifty-two degrees. Please remain seated until the seatbelt sign is turned off.” My heart pounded as I turned my head and saw Hades still sitting there, looking perfectly composed and ridiculously handsome. I didn’t want to see again. This whole thing was dangerous — he was dangerous. This reckless rebound had spiraled into something I wasn’t equipped to handle myself. I quickly pulled out my phone and messaged Auntie Lydia, asking her to come pick me up. I was terrified of what might happen if I was left alone with him. I didn’t trust myself around him — and I definitely didn’t trust him. The moment the sign dinged off, passengers sprang into action, grabbing bags and filing toward the exit. I stood on shaky legs, my body still feelin
CRAVING DIRTY DADDY 6. WHO THIS CUNT BELONG TO?
VIOLET I opened my mouth to protest but the only sound that came out was a strangled gasp as his thick fingers curled deep inside my sore, still-sensitive pussy. His icy blue eyes locked onto mine, pure wicked amusement dancing in them like he was savoring every second of my helpless struggle. “Shhh, princess,” he whispered against my ear, his voice low enough that only I could hear it. “Don’t make a scene. You wouldn’t want all these people to know what a needy little cockslut you really are… would you?” Heat exploded across my cheeks and spilled down my neck like liquid fire. This was reckless. Dangerous. Completely fucking insane. We were on a commercial flight, surrounded by people, and this man had two fingers buried knuckle-deep inside me. I was furious at how easily he claimed me like this in public. nd I was even more furious because I didn’t want him to stop. “Hades… please,” I breathed, my voice barely audible. “Not here. Someone will see—” “See what?” he ta
CRAVING DIRTY DADDY 5. YOU ARE MINE
VIOLET Hades didn’t stop fucking me even as the security complaints turned into furious pounding on the door. His hips snapped forward with relentless force, driving that massive cock deeper into my sore, abused pussy while the counter beneath my ass creaked in protest. I tried to muffle my voice by biting down hard on my bottom lip until I tasted blood, but it was impossible. The pleasure was too sharp, too overwhelming. He gripped my thighs wide open, spreading me obscenely as he thrust harder, each brutal stroke forcing broken whimpers and moans out of me no matter how hard I fought to stay quiet. “Eyes on me, princess,” he ordered, his voice a low, commanding growl when I tried to squeeze my eyes shut to escape the intensity of his stare. I obeyed, locking my gaze on his. Feral hunger blazed in those icy blue eyes, raw and possessive, like he was branding me with every punishing thrust. I was shaking, falling apart, completely at his mercy, and he knew it. He closed the last
CRAVING DIRTY DADDY 4. LET THEM HEAR WHO'S RUINING YOU
VIOLET This was a mistake. A massive, life-ending, irreversible mistake. I had begged a mafia boss to fuck me in a public restroom like some desperate slut. I could end up owned. Broken. Or worse—dead. My heart hammered violently against my ribs now, real terror pumping through me with every heartbeat. But my pussy clenched even tighter around his fingers, fluttering and squeezing like it loved the danger. “Please…” I didn’t even know what I was begging for anymore. Hades’s eyes darkened with satisfaction. “Look at you,” he murmured. “So fucking scared, yet your greedy little cunt is sucking my fingers deeper. You like knowing who I am, don’t you? The fear turns you on.” Before I could respond or pull away, he spun me around with terrifying strength, and bent me over the cold marble sink. My palms slammed against the counter to catch myself, and my wide eyes locked onto our reflection in the mirror. He looked feral. His expensive suit jacket was open, revealing a crisp bl
CRAVING DIRTY DADDY 3. ARE YOU THIS DESPERATE?
VIOLET His lips were warm—shockingly warm—and softer than they had any right to be for a man who looked so hard and dangerous. For one terrifying second, he was completely still. I sucked gently on his lower lip, then kissed him deeper. A soft, needy moan escaped me as I tried to coax him into responding. Please… move. Kiss me back. But he didn't. Oh God. He didn’t want me. I had misread everything. I had just thrown myself at a man who was probably married, probably taken, probably disgusted by this desperate, pathetic mess who couldn’t even keep her own boyfriend faithful. I started to pull back, humiliation burning like acid through my veins— And then he growled. The deep, primal sound rumbled up from his broad chest as he finally kissed me back—starving, ferocious, all-consuming. Like he’d been holding himself back by a fraying thread and I had just snapped it. His teeth scraped my lower lip before his tongue pushed inside, claiming my mouth with fierce, demanding strokes t
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