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CHAPTER 17: That Complicates Things
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Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 25: Thea Was Different
NOAH°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Smoke curled into the night, mixing with the damp smell of spilled beer, smoke and sweat. I leaned against the bar, one arm wrapped around the waist of some girl whose name I couldn’t remember—didn’t care to. Her body was warm against mine, her hips swaying lazily to the music, but my mind was miles away, mixed in the mess I’d left behind. “Dude, you okay?” My buddy Jax nudged me with his elbow, his voice cutting through the din. He was holding a joint between his fingers, the cherry glowing orange as he took a drag. I blinked, pulling myself back to the present. “Yeah, man. I’m good.” My voice came out rough, edged with the whiskey I’d been nursing. I reached over, plucking the cigarette right from the girl’s painted lips. “Hey!” she laughed, fake-offended, eyes sparkling as I brought it to my own lips and inhaled. The smoke burned sweet and familiar in my chest. I held it in for a second too long before exhaling slowly. She didn’t mind, of course. G
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 24: Was The Selfish?
I barely made it down the hall before I heard her voice.“Thea?”I flinched so hard it was almost comical.My body reacted before my mind caught up, shoulders stiffening, breath catching in my throat as I turned. She stood near the bottom of the stairs, hands folded neatly in front of her apron, expression mild but observant in the way that made it feel like nothing ever truly escaped her notice.“Good morning,” she greeted pleasantly.“Morning,” I echoed, my voice a fraction too quick.I could feel it immediately—the heat crawling up my neck, the awareness of my own body in a way that felt incriminating. I reached up without thinking, fingers brushing my collar, tugging the fabric higher as if the cotton could erase the evidence that was clearly there.Her eyes followed the direction I’d come from. Up the stairs and toward the master bedroom.“Oh,” she let out, softly.The word landed softly, but it might as well have been a bell ringing in my skull.Heat rushed up my neck as I insti
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 23:
°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･I woke the next morning in the quiet aftermath of a choice I’d pretended not to name. For a long moment, I stayed still, eyes open, staring at the ceiling as if it might tell me what I was supposed to feel. Morning light crept in lazily, softening the edges of the room, dulling the sharpness of everything except my thoughts. I was tucked against him, my back to his chest, his arm curved around my waist like it had always belonged there. And that was the problem. That… was the problem. I had told myself—very deliberately—that I wouldn’t feel even a flicker of guilt or shame. I remembered deciding that last night, with the kind of confidence that only exists after midnight. I’d repeated it like a mantra: I won’t feel bad. I won’t overthink. I won’t regret this. It had sounded reasonable then. In the clear honesty of morning, it felt… optimistic. I shifted slightly, my muscles protesting in a way that made it impossible to pretend nothing had happened. His arm tightened
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 22: No Shame
°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing. I lay sprawled across the sheets, limbs heavy, skin flushed and slick with sweat. My wrists throbbed faintly where the cuffs had bitten in, my ass stung from his palm, and between my legs I felt swollen and tender. To put it bluntly, I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to, either. I just wanted to stay like that a little while longer. Gage shifted beside me, the mattress dipping as he rolled onto his side. For a long moment he just looked at me, his gray eyes softer now, the predatory edge dulled into something almost tender. His hand came up slowly, giving me time to flinch if I needed to, but I didn’t. His thumb brushed across my cheekbone, wiping away the last trace of a tear. “You with me, Thea?” He cooed, voice low but rough from all the cursing and grunting, but gentle in a way I hadn’t heard from him before. I nodded. “Yeah,” I whispered. “I’m here.” A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Goo
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 21: Open Wide, Baby
He pulled out just as my body started to come down from the high, his cock still rock-hard and glossy with my release. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness, my bound wrists twisting uselessly behind my back, the cuffs biting into my skin in a way that only made the ache between my legs sharper. “Fuck,” he grunted, flipping me onto my back. The movement jarred me, my cuffed arms pinned awkwardly under me, forcing my back to arch and my breasts to thrust up like an offering. Tears pricked my eyes but it wasn’t because of the pain, but from the overwhelming need coiling tighter inside me. He loomed over me, his gray eyes dark with lust, and without a word, hooked my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half until my knees were nearly touching my ears.Oh fucking God! He thrust back in, deeper than before, the angle hitting that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I felt like I was losing my fucking mind.“Shit,” he cursed under his breath, hips slamming forw
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 20: I Want It
Moon light spilled through the windows as I dropped to my knees in the middle of the rug, the fibers soft against my bare skin, but nothing could cushion the way my fucking body trembled.The nightdress had slipped further during my stumble inside, one strap dangling off my shoulder.Gage circled me slowly, his bare feet silent on the floor, the weight of his gaze heavier than any goddamn touch.Then he stopped in front of me, close enough that I could see the outline of his cock straining against his sweatpants. His fingers tangled in my hair again, and he yanked my head back until I was forced to look up at him.“Good girl,” he murmured, thumb tracing the line of my jaw. “The safe word is red.”Safe word?The word echoed in my head, loud and startling. I’d be needing a safe word?My heart slammed against my ribs, the sensation a dizzying mix. I wasn’t just scared—I was thrilled, and that realization unsettled me almost as much as it fucking excited me. Heat curled low in my stomach,
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