로그인Chapter 3His fingers kept working my clit with growing confidence, those thick pads circling faster now, pressing harder, dragging my own slick all over the swollen little bud until my hips were twitching helplessly against the thick cock still grinding between my ass cheeks. Then one finger slipped lower and pushed straight into my tight entrance. The stretch burned for a second and a broken whimper tried to claw its way up my throat. I swallowed it hard, biting my lip until it hurt, while that single thick finger sank deeper, curling against my front wall like he already knew exactly where to press.“That’s it,” he breathed against my ear, voice so low it was almost just heat. “Take Daddy’s finger. Feel how tight this little cunt is gripping me already. Fuck, you’re squeezing me like you don’t want to let go.”His other hand never stopped on my breast. He pinched the hard nipple between thumb and finger, rolling it, tugging it, then switched to the other side and did the same un
Chapter 2Then he moved.His arm shifted first, heavy and warm, sliding over my waist like it belonged there, the thick muscle of his forearm pressing firm against my soft stomach as he dragged me back against the solid wall of his chest. A low sleepy sound rumbled out of him, half groan half sigh, and he locked both arms around me the same way he always used to when I was little and scared, pulling my ass flush against him until there was no space left between our bodies. My heart slammed so hard I was sure he could feel it through my back.“It’s alright, baby,” he murmured, voice thick and rough with sleep, that same deep fatherly tone he always used after my nightmares. “Daddy’s got you. Just a bad dream. Settle down and go back to sleep.”Diana stayed completely out, breathing soft and even only inches from my face, her back to us, the sheet tangled around her hips. The heat of Roman’s body sank straight through my thin tank top and into my skin. For a few seconds the solid w
Chapter 1Chloe’s pov The thin walls of the house never stood a chance against the noise. Every wet slap of skin hitting skin carried straight into my room, low and heavy, mixed with my mother’s soft broken moans and the deeper, rougher sounds coming from Roman. I had been lying there for twenty minutes already, staring at the dark ceiling, legs pressed tight together while the mattress under me stayed too hot and the air stayed too thick. Sleep was not happening. Not with that soundtrack.My fingers had already slipped under the waistband of my panties twice. I stopped myself both times. Tonight I wanted more than just my own hand and the muffled soundtrack. Tonight I wanted to see it.I pushed the sheet off and sat up. The floorboards were warm under my bare feet. I moved slowly and carefully , the way I always did when I snuck down the short hallway. The master bedroom door was half open, just like usual. A soft yellow light from the hallway nightlight spilled across the carpe
Chapter 3Clara’s POVHis two thick fingers were already buried knuckle-deep in my cunt when the real fucking started.Marcus didn’t ease them in. He shoved them straight up into the soaked heat of me with a wet, filthy squelch that echoed in the quiet kitchen, curling them hard against that swollen spot inside that made my vision spark white. My knees gave out. I would’ve dropped if his other arm hadn’t locked around my waist, pinning me hard against the edge of the island while he kept sucking on my nipple like he was trying to pull it off.“Fuck—Marcus—”The name tore out of me, broken and breathy. He answered by scissoring his fingers wider, stretching my tight hole open so I could feel every ridge of his knuckles dragging against my walls. More slick poured out of me, loud and messy, running down over his wrist and dripping onto the floor between my feet.His mind slammed into mine again, raw and relentless.Look at this greedy little cunt. Soaked through her fucking shorts alr
Chapter 2Clara’s POVMarcus froze mid-motion with the coffee pot still gripped in his hand and the steam rising between us while his eyes locked onto mine hard and narrow like he was trying to read something on my face that should not have been there.He set the mug down slowly on the counter and the sound of ceramic against the surface felt too loud in the quiet kitchen.That deep voice of his came out low and careful when he finally spoke.“What the hell did you mean by that Clara?”I could already hear the confusion slamming around inside his skull mixed with the leftover filth from every nasty thought he had just been having about my ass and my cunt.My face was still burning hot and my sleep shorts were soaked through right at the crotch so that every little shift made the wet fabric cling to my swollen pussy lips.My nipples stayed hard and tight under the thin tank top scraping against the material with every breath I took.I sat there on the stool for a second longer with my
Chapter 1Clara’s PovI woke up to the sound of Marcus moving around downstairs in the kitchen, the low clink of mugs and the coffee maker gurgling to life. I stretched under the covers feeling lazy and warm from sleep before I pushed the sheet off and got out of bed. My tiny sleep shorts had ridden way up between my ass cheeks overnight and the thin tank top was clinging to my small tits with nothing underneath. I headed down the stairs without changing because it was just us in the house and my body still felt heavy and relaxed from the night.The kitchen smelled like strong coffee and I walked in rubbing my eyes a little. Marcus stood at the counter with his back to me pouring water into the machine. He turned around when he heard me and gave me that usual relaxed smile like any other morning.“Morning Clara you sleep alright,” he said in that calm deep voice while he kept setting things up.“Yeah I slept okay but I woke up kind of restless,” I answered as I went to the cabine
Chapter 4Lovie’s POVI tried to ignore him standing there by his car and walked straight past toward my own, my keys already digging into my palm as I clutched them tight. My legs felt sticky from how wet I still was, pussy throbbing with every step, but I kept my head down and focused on getting
Chapter 3Lovie’s POVHe pulled his fingers out of me with a wet sound that left me empty and aching, then stepped back fast, wiping his hand on his suit trousers like it was nothing. I slid down the wall right away, my legs too weak to hold me, my bare ass hitting the cold floor hard as my back s
Chapter 2Lovie’s POV“Daddy… what the fuck…”The words slipped out before I could stop them, barely more than a cracked whisper, but it was enough. His head snapped toward the doorway, eyes locking on mine. That small noise I made, half gasp half choke, hit him like a live wire. For a second eve
Chapter 1Lovie’s POV“Harder, don’t slack off now, you’re losing the rhythm on the left,” I gasped out, my fingers digging blindly into the sweat-slicked shoulders of the man thrusting heavily between my thighs.The heat under the studio lights was suffocating, thick with the scent of latex, cheap







