LOGINMy mind was clouded by the lust and pleasure that I was getting from him. The desire was so strong, It was so hard for me to not shiver under his touch, his big hand squeezing my soft skin.
His breath gave a spark to my heated body. "Please..." I moaned, roaming my hand on his silky hair while he was sucking my nipples. Licking it with his tongue, teasing my other nipple with his fingers. "Sure baby" popped . He left my nipple making them red like a cherry. "My heaven is awaiting me" He packed my lips, going down he spread my legs. "So beautiful" He inhaled me. He licked my closed wall, making me shiver. I was shaking under his touch. He gave a peck before he took a big lick off my close wall making me squirm, his grip tightens on my inner thighs to make me in place. "Just feel baby," He said, digging his face in between my leg. I sucked for breath when he started sucking me, playing with my clitoris, and giving licks to my core. "Daddy it's too much", I moaned, feeling something churn inside my stomach. It feels like I need to pee. "Please leave, I will pee anytime" I breathed out, wiggling in his grip. I would rather not embarrass myself. I have felt how it feels to come, but it was different, I have never experienced it before. "Baby, just," he said , looking at me. "Daddy it's pee," I said, taking a breath. "Just come for me," he said again, licking me and sucking me, unable to control more. I come hard in his mouth. I felt something warm coming out of me, and he lapped all the liquid, licking his lips as he looked at me. "Delicious princess," He said, coming to my mouth. "Thank you, daddy," I said, taking a breath, and he smiled before placing his lips on me, giving me a taste of myself. "Now it's time to be inside you" he left my lips, settling himself between my legs. "Happy birthday," he said, thrusting inside me. I had already clinched the bedsheet tightly but it was so painful, and I cried out when he just entered inches into me, feeling dividing me into two parts. He slowly went inside playing with my boobs and rolling my nipples to make sure I didn't feel pain but still, I was feeling him tearing me in two parts. "Just a little more princess," he said, thrusting completely. "Mine" He roared, completely entering me like a wolf who has got his mate for the first time. Unknowingly I started moving my hips, it feels good. I felt the pain getting replaced with pleasure by moving my hips. "Princess..." Daddy warned against thrusting inside me and soon pleasure took the place of pain. I was feeling like I was in a cloud-looking sky. He was kissing me while thrusting at me again and again. I felt again churn something inside me and I know I am going to come hard, and come again screaming his name. He was still ravishing me, thrusting inside me. My warm liquid shattered on his cock. My heartbeat thumping like I have run a Marathon. "I am coming baby," he said, shooting his seed inside me and giving his warm liquid flowing in me, and he kissed me hard. It was my first time, but he spent the whole night ravishing my body with his needs. I was not complaining, it feels so good giving myself to my Daddy. James / Daddy POV I woke up and was about to stretch myself, but my gaze fell on the girl dozing in my arms, my princess. She was sleeping peacefully in my arms, her wavy blond block cascading everywhere on the pillow. Her naked self doing magic on me. I wanted to take her one more time. I was feeling happy and content, making her mine, caging her in my trap. I untangled myself before giving a peck on her parted lips. I had worked out so many things for us, and I was going to enjoy every second. Besides, I knew she wore that bikini to seduce me and I had previously planned to make a move on the trip and make her mine. Her innocent step gave me an opportunity. I already arranged everything when we started planning for the Hawaii trip. I had stopped sleeping with anyone when I got to know my plan was working and Rose was slowly coming to my web where I can trap her for her whole life. When I adopted her, my only goal was once she completed her twenty birthday I will take all the money her father once had now I’m banging her. James exhaled slowly through his nose, his broad chest rising and falling as he propped himself up on one elbow, gazing down at her. His tailored shirt, what was left of it lay in a crumpled heap on the floor, the crisp white shirt discarded somewhere near the leather armchair where Ella’s clothes had been tossed hours ago. The black boxers he still wore did little to hide the way his cock twitched, already stirring back to life despite the marathon they’d just put it through. His fingers traced idle patterns over the dip of her waist, the pad of his thumb brushing the lace trim of her thigh-high boots where they still clung to her legs, the leather warm from her skin. The scar on his jaw,old, faint, but impossible to miss itched under her touch as she dragged a fingernail along it, slow and deliberate, like she was memorizing the ridge of it. You’re thinking too loud,” Ella murmured, her voice rough from screaming his name. She shifted, rolling onto her side to face him, the movement making her breasts press together, the nipples still hard and flushed dark from his mouth. The ripped knees of her jeans dug into the mattress, the denim clinging to her thighs where it had been yanked halfway down in their last frenzied round. Her beauty mark just above the arch of her left eyebrow twitched as she smirked, her gaze dropping to the growing bulge in his boxers. “Or maybe that’s not your brain doing the thinking.”The cough intensified, becoming a strangled gasp. Jordan’s face began to flush, a dark, alarming crimson. He clawed at his shirt collar, his breath catching in ragged, desperate gulps. A wheezing sound, thin and high-pitched, whistled from his constricted airways.Ella froze, the sight of him struggling, truly struggling, cutting through her anger. His eyes, once full of scorn, now held a raw terror.“Pepper,” he rasped, the word barely audible, punctuated by another violent cough. “Too much… pepper…” His hand flew to his chest, thumping it weakly.James was already out of his chair, rushing to his son’s side. “Jordan, breathe! Just breathe!”But Jordan couldn’t. His face was now a purplish hue, his lips turning blue. He was leaning heavily on the table, his body shaking with the effort to draw air. The wheezing grew louder, a desperate cry for oxygen.“He has asthma!” James exclaimed, his voice laced with panic. “His inhaler! Where’s his inhaler?” He patted Jordan’s pockets, t
The silence, thick and suffocating, stretched between them. James’s ragged confession hung in the air, a phantom limb of pain. Ella knelt before him, his raw vulnerability a stark contrast to the composed man she knew. Her fingers, cool against his clammy skin, gently peeled his hands from his tear-streaked face.“James,” she breathed, her voice a soft command, “you have to tell me everything. No more secrets. No more fear.” Her gaze flickered to Jordan, then back to James. “We all deserve the truth.”He looked between them, a silent battle raging in his eyes. The breath he finally released was a shuddering surrender. “Okay,” he rasped, the word barely a whisper. “Okay. I’ll tell you everything.”Jordan, still a sentinel of simmering anger, watched from across the room. A flicker, quick as a moth’s wing, darted through his gaze curiosity, perhaps a fragile, unwelcome hope. The truth, raw and unvarnished, was finally about to be laid bare.Days bled into a strained tableau. Jord
Ella’s eyes widened. A few weeks ago? James had known about Jordan for weeks? And he had still said nothing? The betrayal deepened, twisting in her gut.Jordan’s expression hardened. “She found you then, didn’t she? After all these years, when she was sick, when she knew she didn’t have much time left.” His voice was laced with a profound sadness that cut through his anger. “She wanted me to know my father. Even after everything, she wanted me to have that.”James nodded, his head bowed. “She contacted me. Told me everything. That she had a son, that it was mine. That she was… ill.” His voice cracked. “I was shocked. Devastated. I wanted to come, immediately, but she said no. She said she didn’t want me to complicate things. She just wanted me to know about you. To be prepared.”“Prepared for what?” Jordan scoffed. “Prepared to tell your new family you have a whole other life hidden away?” He looked at Ella, his gaze sharp, accusatory. “Did he tell you about his first family, Ell
James finally found his voice, a strained attempt at authority. “Jordan, that’s enough.” He took a step towards his son, but Jordan held up a hand, stopping him.“No, it’s not enough,” Jordan retorted, his voice rising slightly, the underlying anger now more apparent. “Twenty-three years, and then I just show up on your doorstep, and you think a quiet ‘that’s enough’ will cut it?” His eyes, identical in color to James’s, but filled with a raw, unbridled hurt, fixed on his father. “You think you can just pretend I don’t exist for over two decades, and then when I finally track you down, you get to dictate the conversation?”Ella descended the stairs slowly, her legs feeling like lead, every step a conscious effort. Her gaze was locked on James, a silent question, a desperate plea for an explanation. The betrayal, sharp and sudden, pierced through the lingering warmth of their intimacy. How could he have kept such a monumental secret? A son.She reached the bottom of the stairs, st
The climax hit her like a lightning bolt, a shattering explosion of pleasure that rippled through her entire body. Her muscles clenched around him, milking him, pulling him deeper. A guttural cry tore from her throat, her head thrown back, arching against the dresser, as wave after wave of sensation washed over her.He groaned, a deep, primal sound, as her contractions spurred him on. His thrusts became frantic, desperate, his body trembling with the effort. He buried his face in her neck, his teeth gently nipping, as he emptied himself deep inside her, a hot, pulsing release that mingled with her own.They clung to each other, breathless, spent, their bodies slick with sweat, the scent of sex heavy in the air. His weight pressed her against the dresser, a delicious burden, his heart hammering against her back. Slowly, his breathing evened out, and he shifted, pulling out of her with a soft *squelch*, then turning her in his arms, cradling her against his chest.He carried her
His lips, warm and demanding, consumed hers, a kiss that devoured her doubts, her fears, her every lingering reservation. Her hands, still clutched to his shoulders, slid upwards, tangling in the thick hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, demanding more. A low moan rumbled in his chest, vibrating against her, a primal sound of satisfaction that ignited a matching fire deep within her. The world outside the kitchen, the one filled with potential judgment and societal rules, receded, replaced by the encompassing reality of James. Only James.He broke the kiss, his breath ragged, his eyes dark with an unquenchable hunger. His gaze swept over her flushed face, lingering on her swollen lips, the rapid pulse throbbing at the base of her throat.“You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice a raw rasp, a promise and a declaration. His hand, which had been cupping her breast, slid down, tracing the curve of her waist, then dipping lower, beneath the hem of her shirt. His fingers b







