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I Let His Daddy Ruin Me CHAPTER NINETEEN
The sound of rain against the window woke him first. It was soft, steady, the kind of sounds that usually pulled Adrian deeper into sleep, but not tonight. His eyes opened, and his first thought was her.Elena lay curled against him, her cheek pressed into his chest, her breath fanning steady and warm over his skin. Strands of her dark hair spilled across his collarbone, tangled from the night before. He tucked some behind her ear and let his fingers trail through the silk until she stirred with a soft sigh.For a few blissful moments, it felt like nothing had changed. She was his. She was here. But the feeling never lasted anymore.There was something about her, something she tried to bury. The stiffness in her body when certain subjects came up. The way her eyes slid away too fast when his father’s name was mentioned. He’d caught her smiling to herself once, in the mirror, a smile that dimmed the moment she noticed him watching. Adrian had told himself not to think too hard about i
I Let His Daddy Ruin Me CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Elena woke with the weight of guilt pressed across her chest before her eyes even opened. It was becoming a ritual, a sickness that found her at dawn, pulling her into a storm of shame before the day even began.Adrian’s arm was draped lazily over her waist, his body warm against her back, his breathing deep and steady, the calm of a man who trusted her completely and that trust was a knife.She should have loved this life with him. She should have turned into his chest, breathed in his scent, pressed her lips to his throat and reminded herself that this was home, this was safety, this was the man who had chosen her. But instead, she lay rigid and wide-eyed, her pulse hammering, her mind consumed by the one man she could never allow herself to think of. Roth.The shame was instant and scorching, hot enough to sting. She squeezed her eyes shut, as if darkness could block out the images that came, his strong hands gripping her soft thighs, his mouth between them, the rough rasp of his v
I Let His Daddy Ruin Me CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Roth had told himself after that early morning in the kitchen, it was over. He would shut it down, bury the hunger, and lock Elena back into the unreachable place she should’ve stayed in from the beginning—Adrian’s. But lies were easy in the dark and harder in daylight. Every morning since then, he caught himself listening for her footsteps in the hallway. Every time Adrian brought her over, Roth’s body betrayed him. His blood quickened. His jaw clenched. And his cock hardened at the sound of her laugh. It was madness. He was forty-seven years old. He had lived enough to know better. To control himself. And yet Elena burned through him like poison. The memories didn’t fade; they multiplied. He could still taste her when he drank his coffee. Still smell her perfume in the fabric of the couch. Still hear her broken moans in the silence of his office. It was dangerous. Too dangerous. But Roth had always lived on the edge of danger, and now he was slipping. He thought of her on his
I Let His Daddy Ruin Me CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Roth Dimitri had lived his entire life in control. He prided himself on the discipline to bend the world to his will. But now, every time he thought of Elena, that control cracked.It started with the first night he met her at the club, that was the very first day he landed in the country. The X-club was one of the favorite clubs he owned. He had sit in the VVIP section at first, watching everyone dance and make out until he decided to move into the crowd. He couldn’t get that night out of his head, no matter how many drinks he poured, no matter how many hours he spent convincing himself, it was only a mistake. The memory played on a loop. The way her skin tasted of salt and heat, the way her thighs trembled when he spread them wide. She’d been drunk, reckless, and wild. So had he. They’d kissed like strangers starving, touched like they’d been waiting years.Her dress bunched up to her waist, her panties torn aside, her moans spilling into his mouth. He had made her beg. He had mad
I Let His Daddy Ruin Me CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The bedsheets tangled at her waist, sticky against her skin. Elena lay still, afraid to breathe, because every breath reminded her of last night—the counter, Roth’s mouth, and his filthy whispers. Her body throbbed with the ghost of his tongue, the slick drag of his cock and the way he’d left her wrung out and begging.Beside her, Adrian stirred, mumbling as he shifted closer. His arm slid heavy across her stomach, pulling her against the solid heat of his chest. His scent is familiar and safe, a home that should have soothed her. It didn’t. It made bile crawl up her throat. “Morning, baby,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. His lips brushed the back of her neck, soft and lazy. “You feel tense. Didn’t sleep well?” Elena forced a sound that was almost a laugh. “Mm. Just tired.” Adrian’s hand drifted lower, beneath the sheet, palm gliding over her stomach, brushing the edge of her hip. She held her breath. “Maybe I can help with that,” he whispered, teeth grazing her earlobe. He s
I Let His Daddy Ruin Me CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Elena’s back was flat against the kitchen counter, the cold marble biting into her skin while her dress bunched high around her waist. She was open, helpless, thighs spread wide, and panties shoved aside. Roth stood between her legs, his cock sliding along her slick folds, dragging slowly over her swollen clit. The pressure made her jolt, a gasp breaking free as her body arched up for more. He pressed his length against her but didn’t push in, the heavy heat of him teasing and tormenting her. “Look at you,” he murmured, leaning over her, his voice thick with hunger. His cock rubbed hard over her clit, each drag stealing her breath. “Laid out on his counter, dripping for me while he’s upstairs drunk like the fool he is. You should feel ashamed.” Her chest heaved, a shudder running through her. She did feel ashamed, guilt gnawing at her chest like a knife, but her hips still rocked against him, chasing the friction, desperate for more. “I shouldn’t,” she whispered, trying to sound
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