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Chapter 81
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2026-05-28 23:15:31
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Trevor After I beat West at a game of pool, we both head upstairs to find Reese. He went to his room over an hour ago to shower off the blood from earlier and never came back. He probably got distracted and started painting.“Oi, fuckface, you here?” West calls as we troop up the stairs, my booted feet loud behind West’s bare ones. “There’s a party over at some chick’s place on the east side in a few hours, you want to go?”We stop at the kitchen, spotting him leaning over the counter with a beer at his side, doodling on a napkin. I snort at the image. It’s a rough drawing of the dancer from the club last night, the young, rock chick one. She was hot as fuck.We all took a bet to see if we could get into her pants, but she disappeared before we could follow through. Seems our brother is still thinking of her, probably wanking off over her too. He’s obsessed with the ‘female psyche,’ as he calls it.It’s a good drawing. The rough, straight, harsh lines showcase her smirking lips and s
Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet Chapter 91
Alice Officer Small Dick looks around at the chaos and his gaze stops on me. “I should have known,” he mutters. He’s a big guy, a meathead, and I’ve had a few run-ins with him over the last few months from racing and partying. He always feels me up and makes snide little comments.He’s a dick.“I don’t know what you’re talking about, they did that to themselves,” I tell him with a friendly smile. I really can’t get arrested again.He steps closer, his hands on his belt. “Sure they did. Once white trash, always white trash,” he sneers, hungrily running his eyes down my body as he speaks.Asshole.“Yeah?” I taunt, stepping towards him. “Then why are you always trying to fuck me, Officer Small Dick? Love a bit of white trash, do you?” I spit.His eyes narrow, and with a snarl, he grabs me. Holding my hands at the base of my back, he slams me into the closest table, forcing a breath out of me from the impact. I hear Faye and Rey protesting even as Officer Small Dick presses said tiny pen
Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet Chapter 91
Alice Officer Small Dick looks around at the chaos and his gaze stops on me. “I should have known,” he mutters. He’s a big guy, a meathead, and I’ve had a few run-ins with him over the last few months from racing and partying. He always feels me up and makes snide little comments.He’s a dick.“I don’t know what you’re talking about, they did that to themselves,” I tell him with a friendly smile. I really can’t get arrested again.He steps closer, his hands on his belt. “Sure they did. Once white trash, always white trash,” he sneers, hungrily running his eyes down my body as he speaks.Asshole.“Yeah?” I taunt, stepping towards him. “Then why are you always trying to fuck me, Officer Small Dick? Love a bit of white trash, do you?” I spit.His eyes narrow, and with a snarl, he grabs me. Holding my hands at the base of my back, he slams me into the closest table, forcing a breath out of me from the impact. I hear Faye and Rey protesting even as Officer Small Dick presses said tiny pen
Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet Chapter 90
Alice Sorry, kid, I suppose I could let you have Iram…” She raises her eyebrow in question, and I grin. “Big, wrinkly balls old man?I thought he could be the one... but I guess I can share,” I tease, just as another young man comes up to the counter. I sip my coke and swivel slightly on my stool as she serves him. She looks tired today. There are bags under her eyes, so she probably didn’t sleep, too busy cleaning up after her useless uncle. I told her she could move in with us and no one would notice, but she won’t.The man goes to grab the drink, and she passes it at the same time. Their hands knock together, and it spills all over Faye and the counter. He leaps back with a snarl.“What the fuck?” he yells. “Shit, you’re clumsy. Clean it up and bring another to the table,” he demands and storms away.Her eyes drop as her cheeks heat in shame. I go to stand, and her eyes snap to me. “Don’t,” she begs, knowing I’m going to cause a scene.I grind my teeth but refrain from attacking
Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet Chapter 90
AliceI passed out so hard last night.I wake up with a dry mouth and banging headache, spread naked across my crumpled bedding. Groaning, I flip over onto my back.Luckily, the new blackout curtains I installed are shut, keeping out the sunlight. I manage to drink some water from the bedside table and take some pain relief before slipping back to sleep.I hear voices later, but I’m half asleep and I dismiss them when they quieten.When I finally wake up again, I reach over and check my phone to see it’s late afternoon. My headache is gone, but I feel sticky and dirty, covered in dry sweat and crusty neon paint. I reply to Faye’s angry message, apologising for not texting her when I got home, before getting up.I make the bed and open the curtains with a wince, the bright sunlight piercing my aching head. Then I make my way to the bathroom and take a bath, washing my hair to get the paint out and scrubbing my pussy after last night.After I get out, I play my music through the mirro
Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet Chapter 88
AliceI push those hotties to the back of my mind as I wind mywith the music. You would think after dancing all night I wouldn’t want to now, but it’s my happy place. I’m slightly drunk, the alcohol buzzing through my veins. The pop-up warehouse rave we are in is dark apart from the strobe lights and fast music.We have neon paint across us, and I’m dancing with the man I selected to fuck when I first walked in. I wink at Faye who is dancing with his friend.I tangle my fingers in his shoulder-length blond hair and drag his head down. He almost has to bend in half, but he goes willingly as I kiss him. It’s sloppy and fuelled by alcohol, which makes it all that much better. It’s not fireworks like I felt from the touch earlier tonight, but it will do.He grips my ass and rubs me against his hard, jean-clad cock. He lost his shirt at some point, and he has amazing abs. Definitely a surfer or a climber. He’s not the brightest—I can tell from the one-minute conversation we had earlier—bu
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