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0046: Daddy's Best Friend — Part 1
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The Protector 0085: Trapped In An Elevator — Part 2
LOUISA “I might have some idea, Marcus,” I whisper back. His hand slides down over the curve of my ass, squeezing. “Turn around.” The command sends a fresh pulse of heat between my legs. My panties are flooded. I turn, facing the mirrored wall. He steps in close behind me, chest to my back, and I watch our reflections through the flickering emergency ligh—my flushed face, his darker one over my shoulder, the way his hands look spanning my waist. He reaches around and starts unbuttoning my blouse. Slow. Steady. Each button reveals more of the black lace underneath. When the blouse hangs open he pushes it off my shoulders and it falls to the floor. His mouth finds the side of my neck. He presses a soft kiss there, while his hands cup my breasts through the bra. “These have been driving me crazy,” he says against my skin, thumbs brushing over the stiff peaks of my nipples. “Every meeting. Every presentation. I’ve wanted to get my mouth on them.” I arch into his hands. “Then do
The Protector 0084: Trapped In An Elevator — Part 1
LOUISA I step into the elevator on the 42nd floor of the Vanguard Tower, the doors sliding shut with that soft mechanical sigh that always kicked in claustrophobia. My phone is already out, thumb scrolling through the latest campaign metrics, when the man who runs this entire building steps in right behind me. Marcus Hale. CEO. Late forties. Six-foot-something of well-tailored charcoal suit and quiet authority. He was the kind of man who doesn’t raise his voice because he doesn’t have to. Everyone already listens. “Louisa,” he says, voice low and even. Just my name. No “Ms. Kane.” No corporate distance. Just Louisa, like he’s tasting it. “Mr. Hale.” I keep my eyes on the screen even though the numbers blur. The air suddenly feels thicker. I couldn't ignore the dominating smell of him. It was like cedar and something warmer underneath—soap, like he just showered. Clean skin, a very faint hint of the whiskey he keeps in the decanter in his office for late nights. The eleva
The Protector 0083: Daddy's Cummandments — Part 4
BRIELLE “You’ve earned it,” he said above me, voice low and calm the way it always was when he was about to ruin me further. “I want you on your back. You’re going to spread your legs as wide as they go.” I blinked through the intense haze of pleasure as I listened to his command. “You’ll hold yourself open with your hands. Then you’re going to beg me to fuck your pussy. You’ll thank me for every single drop. And when I come inside you, you’re going to hold it like a good little cumdump.” “Do you get me, Princess?” My voice cracked. “I…I get you, Daddy.” “Then do it.” I laid on my back as he'd instructed, the leather sticking to my sweaty skin. His cum was still warm and sticky on me, drying out slowly. My hands were shaking when I reached down. I pressed my fingers to my cunt and pulled the lips wide open. The stretch burned. The exposure made my face burn hotter. I could literally feel his eyes feasting on my pussy. Then Daddy stood between my spread thighs and looked
The Protector 0082: Daddy's Cummandments — Part 3
BRIELLE He moved closer, cock already hardening again, the head glistening with his semen. “Patience, Princess,” he said, voice quiet and absolute. “Right now, you will take my cock in your ass. You will stay open for me. You will not tighten up.” A shiver went down my spine, my nipples already hardening instinctively at his command. He went on. “And while I fuck that tight little hole, you still won't cum.” “Then you will thank me for using both holes. And you still do not come. Do you understand me?” My breath hitched, tangling somewhere in my throat. I wasn't sure of what I was agreeing to, but I agreed to it anyway. “Yes…yes, Daddy.” “Good,” he murmured gruffly. “Now spread yourself open for me.” I obeyed immediately, cheeks burning, fingers digging into my own ass and pulling myself wide open for him. The cool air kissed my tight hole, causing me to tremble slightly. I was still so full with his cum. Thick drops after drops creating a wet, sticky path down my thighs,
The Protector 0081: Daddy's Cummandments — Part 2
BRIELLE From underneath, I could see the lower part of Daddy's perfect body clearly. His cock was dangling heavily at his front, already hardened once more, the head shiny with the traces of his cum and my saliva. He reached down and wrapped a hand around it, giving it one long, slow stroke. “Second,” he said, voice carrying a quiet intensity. “You will take my cock in that tight, little cunt and you will not come. Not once. Not even a little flutter. You will keep your orgasm locked up tight while I use you, while I fill you, while I pump every single drop straight into that greedy little hole. If you come before I give you the permission to, there will be consequences. Are we clear?” My voice was already shaky, my pussy pulsing with so much need and desire it was almost impossible to bear. “Yes, Daddy.” He smiled smugly. Loving the fact that I was right under his command and will do anything to please him. Then he moved closer and I shifted to the edge, the leather fee
The Protector 0080: Daddy's Cummandments — Part 1
BRIELLE It was a hot summer night. Mom wasn't home. She was miles away in Milan, basking in the flashing lights of a fashion runway. I should be in bed. But here I was in my step daddy’s playroom, only accessible through a secret button in his study. And tonight, a different kind of lesson was just about to begin. This had been our secret arrangement for a long time. Daddy and I have been entangled in a thick web of dependence and control that existed right beneath our ‘perfect family’ image. The door shut behind me with a sharp click that made my heart race and my knees weak. I stood in the middle of the room, right beside the elevated, leather-padded platform, exactly as he’d ordered—naked, barefoot, hands clasped behind my back, eyes lowered. I was more than ready to be used. Marked. Claimed. Dominated. The air in his playroom was cool against my skin, but the heat already pooled low in my belly. Daddy didn’t speak at first. He liked to take his time in setting th
The Protector 0005: Deep-Throating My Daddies — Part 5
MELANIE Shoving me roughly down onto my knees, Lucas smirked down at me, lifting his dark, perfectly arched brows as he towered over my trembling form. The hardwood floor bit unapologetically into my bare knees, but I barely even felt it. My entire focus was completely locked on what was happ
The Protector 0004: Deep-Throating My Daddies — Part 4
MELANIE Liam’s hand came up to lightly stroke the bottom of my soft lips, his thick thumb tracing the curve of my mouth with a heavy pressure that made my entire jaw tremble. He leaned down, his face closing the final distance, and kissed me.God, it was everything I had ever imagined during those
The Protector 0003: Deep-Throating My Daddies — Part 3
MELANIELucas stood up from the couch in one smooth, predatory motion and began walking over to me, his intense hazel eyes completely fixed on mine. The sheer size of him seemed to grow with every step he took toward the love seat, his heavy, combat-booted feet clicking against the hardwood floor
The Protector 0002: Deep-Throating My Daddies — Part 2
MELANIE Coming down the stairs, my heart pounded so wildly in my chest I genuinely felt like the organ was going to burst right through my ribs. The house was dead quiet except for the low, rumbling murmur coming from the living room. I heard their voices even before I reached the bottom step. I
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