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"Strip, slut. Show Daddy that dripping cunt." He groaned into her ears.

She yanked her dress off in humble obeisance, red lace barely covering her hard nipples and wet thong. His gaze devoured her, pants tenting.

"Goddamn, look at those tits. Begging to be sucked." He shed his wrist watch and throwing it at a corner on the table, his teeshirt ripping and peeling off his body under her claws. She sank to knees undoing his belt and pulling zipper down.

"Gonna choke on my dick first, yeah?" he taunted, pulling out his big dick much to her amazement, he was far bigger than Chase and  for a moment she wondered if his vein pulsing big piece of meat would fit in her pussy, the bulb-like head leaking pre-cum.

Giselle gripped the base, tongue flicking the slit. "Mmm, tastes like a proper man. Watch me swallow every inch daddy" She sucked the tip, then deepthroated, gagging wet, drool spilling. His pubs smelt fresh and neatly washed, she felt like swallowing all of him because he was fucking clean.

He groaned, fist in her hair, fucking her face slowly. "That's it, fuck, you have such a greedy mouth for an innocent looking slut like you. Suck harder, milk my balls naughty girl."

She obeyed, aimed to please him at any cost, throat vibrating, nails raking his tree trunk thighs. He bucked, stretching her lips. "Shit, you're a pro dicksucker. Fuck!."

She melted against him, her body pressing into the hard wall of his thighs, feeling the heat radiating from his muscles. His hands roamed down, tracing the lines of her face as she stared at him lustfully, fingers travelling round the curve of her neck, then her shoulders, before gripping her waist and lifting her effortlessly onto the edge of the bed.

He leaned down,  pulled Giselle close enough to kiss her, his lips crashing into hers with a hunger that made her gasp. His hands cupping her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until they peaked hard.

“Daddy... please, I need to feel you inside me,' she whispered, tears already stinging her eyes as vulnerability hit her. He was so handsome, touching her in all the right places. She gently tugged at his dick, stroking it firmly. 'It's been so long since anyone touched me like this. Make love to me daddy.'

He groaned, pushing her back onto the bed, stripping her panties off. 'You are so fucking sexy. Fuck, you're everything big daddy needs right now.' He spread her legs, his mouth descending on her pussy, tongue licking her clit in slow sensual circles. 'You fucking taste so good, baby. Let me worship this sweet pussy.'

Giselle arched, a sob escaping. “Oh god, yes... no one's ever... ah!” His tongue plunged inside her, fucking her deeply, while fingers rubbed her clit. Emotions swirled, months of feeling unwanted crashing flashed through giselle’s mind, crashing against this raw adoration. 'Why does this feel so right? Just why... why daddy?.'

'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over.

Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'

She pulled him up, kissing him desperately, tasting herself. 'Fuck me. Please, I need your dick inside me. Make me forget everything, please daddy.'

“Shhh slow down..naughty girl, big daddy is in charge” He groaned into her face.

He positioned his dick at her entrance, pushing in slowly. 'Fuck, you're so tight, baby. Taking me like you were made for it.' He bottomed out, holding still, forehead to hers. 'Feel that? That's me breaking inside you, big daddy is loving every inch of this pussy.'

Tears streamed down her face as he started thrusting, deep and steady. 'Yes... oh yes, Daddy, it hurts hurts so good. You’re so deep inside me, daddy.' Her hands clutched his shoulders feverishly, feeling his muscles flex with each thrust.

“Naughty girl. You are such a naughty and you deserve to be ruined like this.' He kissed her neck, sucking gently. 'Tell me how it feels, baby. Let me hear you.'

'It feels... so..so fucking good,' she sobbed, wrapping her legs around him. 'Like my body's finally alive. Don't stop! Fuck me harder, please!' He obliged, pounding faster, his dick dragging along her walls, hitting deep into her core.

Tears of pleasure began to roll down her cheeks, she could not explain the torrents of emotions surging through her, she just wanted to get lost in the moment with him.

'Are you crying baby?,' he asked whisperingly, thumb brushing her tears. 'These tears mean you're feeling it all right? You are enjoying how I fuck you huh.' He captured her mouth, tongues tangling as he ground against her clit.

Giselle's sobs grew louder, pleasure and emotion twisting. 'I love it daddy... love how you make me feel. Fuck, I'm yours!' Her pussy fluttered, another orgasm building.

'Come on, Naughty girl. Squeeze my dick while you cry.' He reached down, rubbing her clit in tight circles. She shattered, screaming daddy on top her lungs, walls milking him as tears poured down her eyes.

'That's my girl,' he growled, thrusts turning erratic. 'Gonna fill you up with big daddy’s cum.' A deep groan followed, he came, hot spurts flooding her, his body shuddering against hers.

He stayed inside her, holding her tight as she wept into his chest. 'Shh, I've got you. This is what you deserve; being loved, fucked, cherished.'

'I know,' she whispered through sobs. 'Finally, I know.'

When she drifted off to sleep, she did not know. But when she woke up early the next day to the beautiful god in man flesh peacefully sleeping next to her, confusion railed through her mind. For a few seconds she tried to recollect memories of the previous night, and that's when it made sense, she had fucked a stranger. She peered closely at him, he was such a baby with the way he slept. she gently removed herself, got into her clothes and slipped out of the room, hoping to never see him again. 

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    Chase had surprisingly orchestrated a welcome charity fund raiser that Monday afternoon , he had done so with military precision—or so he thought. He had hand-picked the guest list to exclude anyone who might favor Giselle’s "new attitude," intending to use the luncheon to re-establish himself as the Hemingway heir-apparent.Richard sat at the head table of the conference, looking stoic and regal, though his eyes darted toward the entrance every few minutes. Chase sat to his left, with Monica—dressed in a sequins-gown that screamed too much for 1:00 PM—clinging to his arm.The Master of Ceremonies stepped up to the podium, tapping the microphone."Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests," the MC beamed. "We are gathered here to celebrate the return of a titan. Please, join me in welcoming the man of the hour, Mr. Richard Hemingway, and his beloved wife, the stunning Mrs. Hemingway!"The room erupted in applause. The MC gestured toward the grand double doors.Chase’s face turned

  • Even If It Hurts, Daddy   44

    Giselle went straight to the library to cool off. The library was bathed in the amber glow of a single desk lamp, casting long, skeletal shadows across the rows of leather-bound books. Giselle sat at the massive desk, several thick folders splayed open before her. She didn't look up when the doors creaked open. She didn't need to. The scent of sandalwood and tobacco announced him before he even stepped into the light. "It’s late, Giselle," Richard said, his voice a low velvet rasp that seemed to pull at the air in the room. "The clock just told me that, Richard. I can count," she replied, her eyes never leaving the page in front of her. Richard walked further into the room, his hands shoved into the pockets of his nightie. He stopped at the edge of the desk, looking down at her. "Why aren't you sleeping? I imagine it’s quite quiet in the master suite now that you’ve chased my son out of his own bed." Giselle finally looked up. The lamplight caught the gold in her eyes, making the

  • Even If It Hurts, Daddy   43

    After a time well spent in the garden, Giselle decided to go back to her room, she was walking toward her suite, her robe sweeping the floor, when a shadow detached itself from the alcove near the library. Monica stepped into the center of the way, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes were rimmed with red, and her jaw was set in a jagged line of resentment. "We aren't finished," Monica hissed, her voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling. Giselle stopped. She didn't look startled; she looked inconvenienced obviously. She adjusted the cuff of her robe and met Monica’s gaze with a terrifyingly calm stare. "I’m fairly certain I finished with you earlier," Giselle said. "Unless you’ve come to ask for the Wi-Fi password? It’s 'Irrelevant,' with a capital I." "What was that back there?" Monica stepped closer, her heels clicking aggressively on the floor. "You think because you have a ring on your finger that you can talk to me like I’m some dirt stain? You think you can humi

  • Even If It Hurts, Daddy   42

    The atmosphere had barely settled after the dining room skirmish before the large front doors groaned open again. Chase walks in with Monica. Richard was still in the hallway, a glass of usual drink in his hand, his mind still reeling from Giselle’s cold exit. He looked up, his eyes darkening as Chase marched in, softly dragging Monica by the arm. Monica was dressed in a cocktail dress exposing all her contours, her chin tilted up in a desperate attempt at a warm smile but failed woefully. "What is this?" Richard’s voice was a low rumble. "Chase, what on earth would possess you to bring this woman into this house? Have you lost every shred of your mind?" Chase stopped in the center of the floor, puffing out his chest. "It’s also my house, Dad. And I’m a man with desires and needs. Considering the fact that I have an estranged relationship with my soon to be Ex wife, Monica is exactly what I need to get by. She’s staying here." "You will not turn this house into a brothel," Ri

  • Even If It Hurts, Daddy   41

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  • Even If It Hurts, Daddy   40

    Two men in uniforms were carrying armloads of luxury shopping bags into the house when Chase finally lost it.He threw her fur coat to a corner not caring where it landed.“I am done tolerating this!! The nerve of this woman” Chase roared. His voice echoed up to the high ceilings. “Giselle! Get down here right now!” He roared even louder.Amelia appeared from the dining room looking terrified. “Sir? Did you call for me?”“Did you hear your name you dumb fuck!” Chase asked harshly. “Did you fucking hear me call your name?”“Chase, do not speak to her like that!” Richard condemned from where he was, “And stop yelling!”“At this point, you dont get to tell me what to do or how to react dad! It’s obvious you have picked sides with giselle” He headed for the stairs. He didn't care if Richard was watching. He didn't care if the staff was listening. He was going to reclaim his authority once and for all.“Chase… do I have to fucking teach you everything? Get back here!” Richard yelled, fo

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