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Chapter 16:Daddy’s Princess
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2026-09-19 23:56:44
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Lust and Lies: An Erotic Collection Chapter 16:Daddy’s Princess
“Olivia I would be leaving to get grocery “ she was already walking through the door.“ okay mum don’t stay out late” I wished she would.I waited exactly four minutes, then walked to his office and locked the door.Daniel looked up from his laptop. His eyes moved over me slow. I was still in the same dress from earlier. No bra. No panties. He noticed.“Olivia.”I didn’t answer. I walked around the desk, pushed his chair back, and sat on the edge of the desk right in front of him. I spread my legs.He stared straight at my bare pussy.“You’ve been walking around like this?”“Yes.”I reached down and touched myself. Slow circles on my clit. His jaw tightened. I slid two fingers inside and let him hear how wet I already was.“Fuck,” he said under his breath.I kept going. Touching myself while he watched. My hips started moving. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet office. His hands gripped the arms of the chair hard.“You want this?” I asked, voice low.He didn’t speak. Just stared.I pulle
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I could still feel his voice in my ear the entire walk there.Did I not satisfy you?The words wouldn’t leave. They sat low in my stomach, warm and wrong, pulsing in time with every step. My shorts were still damp from the drive. Every time my thighs brushed together I felt the reminder of how soaked I’d gotten on his lap, how his cock had twitched under me like it knew exactly what it was doing to me.The girls were already loud when I reached the car. Music spilling out the open windows, somebody’s phone flashlight cutting through the dark. Mia spotted me first and screamed.“There she is! New-house bitch, get in here!”I climbed into the back seat between her and Jordyn. The second the door shut, a bottle was pushed into my hands. Something sweet and strong. I drank because it was easier than talking. Because if I opened my mouth I was scared Daniel’s voice would come out of it.We drove around with no real plan—windows down, music up, the three of us yelling half the lyrics. Someb
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“Jesus, there’s nowhere to sit,” I muttered, staring at the mountain of boxes.Mom laughed from the driver’s seat. “Just sit on Daniel’s lap, baby. It’s only a few hours. We’ll be home before you know it.”Daniel—my brand-new stepfather—patted his thigh without looking at me. “Come on. I don’t bite.”He’s my stepdad, I told myself, climbing over the boxes toward him. It’s fine. It’s just a car seat.He didn’t look old enough to be anyone’s stepdad. Sharp jaw, easy shoulders, nothing fatherly about him at all. That was half the problem.The second my weight settled onto his lap, I felt him under me. Warm. Already stirring beneath the denim.I froze.Mom kept talking, oblivious, something about paint colors and the kitchen island. Daniel let his head fall back against the seat, eyes closed, breathing slow and even like he’d already drifted off. I told myself that was a relief. It wasn’t.Because underneath that stillness, every few minutes, a low sound would slip out of him — quiet, alm
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I didn’t knock. There was no need anymore — not after the storage room, not after everything the door between us had already stopped meaning.I walked into Daniel’s small room behind the church, locked the door, and let the habit drop to the floor.He was sitting up on the narrow bed, still in the thin undershirt he wore at night, and the second he saw me his whole body changed — like a man who’d spent the day rehearsing patience he didn’t actually have.“Claire—”“Quiet.” I crossed the room and climbed onto the bed, straddling his thighs. I pressed my palms flat against his chest, over the worn cotton, feeling his heart slam underneath it. “Last night you took what you wanted. Tonight is mine.”He didn’t fight it. His hands came up to my waist, steady now in a way they hadn’t been three nights ago — like the boy from that first evening had actually stayed gone.“I’ve thought about nothing else all day,” he said. “Every prayer. Every hour cleaning that floor. Just you.”“Good.” I fist
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Father Elias left. He didn’t say a word about what he’d seen, and that silence was worse than any accusation. It sat in the church like a held breath.Daniel stayed away. One day , Then two.He cleaned the far corners. He never looked at me. After prayers I waited near the pews, telling myself I wasn’t waiting, and he never came.By the third night, waiting had turned into something closer to hunger. I found him in the small storage room behind the sacristy — shelves of candles and old linens, one narrow window, a door that locked.He was already inside.I stepped in and turned the key. The click felt louder than it should have.“You’ve been avoiding me,” I said.He looked up. No shame in his face. Just heat, banked and waiting.“I wasn’t avoiding you,” he said. “I was learning to want you properly instead of like a boy who doesn’t know what to do with his hands.”“And did you,” I asked, “learn?”He crossed the room slower than I expected, like he wanted me to feel every second of him
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I stayed after the last prayer. The church was empty. Just candle smoke and quiet.Daniel was still there, wiping the floor near the altar. Twenty-five. Broad shoulders. Strong arms from cleaning all day. Dark hair falling over his forehead. Jaw tight. Quiet mouth. The kind of body that looked like it could pin a woman down if he ever learned how.I walked over in the thin habit. No bra. No panties. The fabric stuck to my heavy tits and wide hips.He looked up. Eyes went straight to my chest.“Sister Claire…”“Keep working,” I said.I stepped closer until I was right in front of him. The habit shifted. One soft tit almost slipped free. His mop stopped moving. His breathing didn’t.“You’re staring,” I said.“Sorry.”“Don’t be.” I let the silence stretch. Let him feel every second of it. “Look at me, Daniel.”He did. Eyes dragging up slow, like he was scared of what would happen if he moved too fast. Like I was something he wasn’t allowed to touch and wanted anyway.“You think about me,
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