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THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN (MM) 8

作者: Queen Flora
last update 公開日: 2026-07-23 09:06:52

First Crack

The date was a disaster from the appetizers onward.

Her name was Lauren smart, attractive, worked in advertising. We’d matched on an app and the first few texts had been promising. But sitting across from her at the upscale Italian place, all I could think about was how forced the conversation felt. She laughed at my jokes a beat too late, talked nonstop about her yoga retreats, and kept checking her phone under the table. By the time dessert came, I was counting the minutes until
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  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN (MM) 8

    First Crack The date was a disaster from the appetizers onward. Her name was Lauren smart, attractive, worked in advertising. We’d matched on an app and the first few texts had been promising. But sitting across from her at the upscale Italian place, all I could think about was how forced the conversation felt. She laughed at my jokes a beat too late, talked nonstop about her yoga retreats, and kept checking her phone under the table. By the time dessert came, I was counting the minutes until I could leave without seeming rude. Outside the restaurant, she leaned in for a kiss. I went through the motions quick, polite, no spark whatsoever. “We should do this again,” she said with a hopeful smile. “Yeah, definitely,” I lied, already pulling out my phone as I walked to my car. The drive home felt heavier than usual. My mind kept drifting back to late-night texts, easy porch conversations, and steady hands in the dark. Before I could overthink it, I pulled over and started typing.

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN(MM) 7

    Chapter 7: Second Close CallTuesday morning started like any other rushing out the door with coffee in hand, already mentally rehearsing the presentation I had to give at 9:30. I made it to the Meridian Tower lobby just as the main elevator bank was filling up. I was scanning my phone when I heard a familiar voice.“Bedhead, you actually took the elevator today.”I looked up and grinned. Alex was standing there in a crisp light blue shirt and that signature perfect tie, laptop bag over one shoulder. He looked refreshed, like he’d actually slept after our late-night texting marathon.“Had to. My legs are still sore from last week’s stair punishment,” I said, stepping into the elevator beside him. We ended up near the back as more people crowded in. “How’s the quarterly report monster treating you?”“Slain, barely,” Alex replied with a tired laugh. “Thanks to your venting session the other night. Helped me power through. You nail that rebrand presentation?”“Still tweaking it. Clients

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN (MM) 6

    Chapter 6: Late-Night TextsIt was past 11 PM and I was still sprawled on my couch, laptop glowing on the coffee table, half-empty beer beside me. The Mustang restoration parts I’d planned to work on sat untouched in the garage. Work had been nonstop bullshit all day another client demanding changes, my boss breathing down my neck, and a campaign deadline creeping up like a bad hangover.I stared at my phone. Without thinking too hard about it, I opened the chat with Alex.Me: You still up? Or did you actually escape the office at a normal hour like a sane person?The reply came faster than I expected.Alex: Barely. Still at my desk. This quarterly report is trying to kill me. What’s your excuse, Bedhead?I smiled despite myself and typed back. Client wants the entire rebrand “more dynamic” but can’t explain what that means. I’ve rewritten the deck three times today. My eyes are crossing.Alex: Sounds brutal. I had back-to-back meetings where people argued about font sizes for 45 mi

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN(MM) 5

    Chapter 5: Group HangoutSaturday afternoon, the sun was warm and the backyard smelled like charcoal and beer. Mark had invited the whole crew to his place for a barbecue burgers on the grill, loud music, and way too many coolers. I showed up in shorts and a faded band tee, already planning to crush some cornhole.Alex arrived about thirty minutes later, carrying a six-pack and wearing a simple polo that somehow still looked sharp on him. Our eyes met across the yard. He gave me that easy nod and smile.“Bedhead in the wild,” he teased as he walked over, handing me a cold beer.“Perfect Tie on a weekend? I’m shocked,” I fired back, clinking bottles with him. “Didn’t think you owned anything without buttons.”We fell into the group easily. Burgers, wings, trash talk about sports. The afternoon slipped into evening, and as the sun went down, people moved inside for games. Someone pulled out Cards Against Humanity, then beer pong, then we switched to a chaotic round of charades.By midn

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN(MM) 4

    Chapter 4: Confusion I spent the entire morning avoiding the elevators. Stairs it was twenty floors of pure regret and burning thighs. Every time I thought about last night, heat crawled up my neck. The way I’d practically leaned into Alex like some scared kid. The way his hand had stayed on my back for so long. The way my heart had kept racing even after the worst of the panic passed. Get it together, man, I told myself as I dropped into my desk chair, still slightly out of breath. It was just a bad moment. Nothing else. I buried myself in work. Emails, mockups, client calls. Whenever I heard footsteps near my cubicle area, I kept my head down. Around 11:30, I even took the long way to the restroom just to avoid the main lobby where we usually ran into each other. By lunch, my stomach was growling and my legs were sore from all the stairs. I was grabbing my wallet to head down alone when a familiar voice stopped me. “Jace.” I froze. Alex stood at the entrance to my open work

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN(MM)3

    Chapter 3: The Elevator IncidentIt was almost 8 PM and the building had mostly emptied out. I was running late for a last minute strategy meeting on the executive floor thirty-fifth floor because of course the client needed revisions at the worst possible time. I jabbed the elevator button harder than necessary, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up.The doors slid open and there was Alex, already inside, looking just as drained as I felt in his charcoal suit.“Heading up too?” I asked, stepping in beside him.“Yeah. Emergency damage-control meeting. You?” He gave me a tired smile as the doors closed.“Same bullshit, different department.” I leaned against the rail. “At this rate, I’m sleeping here tonight.”The elevator started its smooth climb. We were joking about how corporate life was just fancy slavery when it happened.A loud mechanical jolt. The car lurched, then stopped dead between floors. The lights flickered once… twice… then died completely, plunging us into pitch black.“Shi

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 4

    Chapter 4: No ClothesJulian stepped back a little from the chaise and looked at me lying there for a long time under the changing lights. His eyes moved slowly over my naked body, taking in the clay he had pressed onto my collarbone, waist, and hips. I stayed in the pose with one arm stretched

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 3

    Chapter 3: His Touch“The pose needs fixing to show the right emotion,” Julian said as he set his charcoal down and stepped onto the platform with me. His voice stayed low and commanding, the same tone he used in class but heavier now that I was standing there completely naked in front of him. “

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 2

    Chapter 2: The Robe Evie’s pov “Professor Voss,this studio is bigger than I thought,” I said as I stepped fully inside after he closed the heavy door behind me. My voice came out a little shaky because the place felt so quiet and private, like the rest of the world had disappeared. I looked

  • DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET   STORY1: PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 1

    CHAPTER 1The OfferEvie’s pov “Professor Voss,I really don’t know what to say,” I whispered, standing there in front of his desk after everyone else had left the classroom. My fingers kept twisting the strap of my bag because I could feel his eyes on me, heavy and sure. Julian Voss was forty ye

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