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048. You ruined me, daddy
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2025-10-25 01:57:03
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Make Me Moan, Daddy 129. My cumster. My personal whore.
DOMENICO The living room was shrouded in seductive darkness. Only the soft glow of the laptop illuminated the room. I lounged back on the wide, black leather couch like a king on his throne, legs spread wide, one hand lazily cradling a glass of aged whiskey while the other was already busy between my thighs. Reina’s face filled the screen, hundreds of stolen photos meticulously organized staring back at me.Tonight, I kept returning to one particular image: the naked picture of her I had taken in my bed that night after I had fucked her senseless out of her. Her eyes closed, mouth parted slightly and my cum decorated her face and chest like my favorite cum canvas. Her nipples were all bruised from how hard I had sucked and bit on them that night. Hair disheveled. My cock was already rock-hard, thick and heavy in my fist from just watching that seductive picture of hers. God, I want to fuck her like that again. I want to use her as my personal cumster because that was exactly what
Make Me Moan, Daddy 128. Dad? He's a monster.
REINA “Elisa, I’m fine. Really.” She didn’t believe a single word. Her hands remained firmly on my shoulders, turning me left and right like a doll she was inspecting for cracks. Her sharp, protective eyes scanned every inch of my face, my neck, my arms, hunting for even the smallest mark Tessa might have left. “Stand still,” she commanded. “I am standing still.” “You’re emotionally wobbling. I can see it.” A small, broken laugh slipped out of me. She narrowed her eyes. “That laugh sounded dangerously unstable.” “I promise I’m okay.” “You promise too easily,” she muttered, lifting my chin with surprising gentleness to check the side of my face. After a long moment, she finally huffed and stepped back, crossing her arms tightly. “I still don’t like it. Not one bit.” “I know.” She jerked her head toward the door Tessa had slammed behind her. “Who the hell was that rabid raccoon anyway?” I blinked. “A what?” “A rabid raccoon,” Elisa repeated without missing a beat. “Aggre
Make Me Moan, Daddy 127. I swear I'd kill her
REINA The apartment felt like a tomb after Paolo left. Hours dragged by in heavy silence. His ghost refused to leave, the deep dent in the couch where he had sat, the half-empty glass still sweating on the counter, and that warm, masculine scent of his cologne clinging stubbornly to the air like a lover who wouldn’t say goodbye. He still hadn’t come back. But he had called twice. The first call was sharp and paranoid. “Did you lock the door?” No greeting, just immediate demand. “Yes, Paolo.” “Deadbolt too?” “Yes.” “Windows?” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Should I barricade the chimney while I’m at it?” “I’m serious, Reina. Lock everything.” His voice was tight, distracted, background noise buzzing behind him. “I did,” I said softly. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” Liar. The second call came almost an hour later. “Did you eat?” I stared at the cold, untouched toast on my plate. “No.” “Reina.” “What?” “Eat something. Now.” “You’re awfully bossy for a man who’s bl
Make Me Moan, Daddy 126. Is He... Gay?
REINA My scream tore through the apartment like shattered glass, echoing off the walls long after it left my throat. For one suffocating second, I couldn’t breathe. I stared at the vicious wound carved across Paolo’s side, raw, angry, and swollen. Thick, uneven stitches pulled the torn flesh together like some brutal attempt at sewing a broken doll. Deep purple bruising bloomed beneath his pale skin, spreading outward like spilled ink. Blood still seeped slowly from the edges. This was Paolo. My gentle, soft-spoken Paolo. The man who kissed my forehead like it was holy ground. And someone had sliced him open like a fucking meat. “Jesus Christ…” My voice cracked, trembling violently. “Paolo… oh my God.” He caught my wrists before my fingers could reach the horror on his body, his grip surprisingly firm despite his condition. “Baby, don’t panic.” “Don’t panic?” I nearly shrieked, hysteria rising in my chest. “You’re cut open like a fucking animal!” “I’m stitched up,” he sai
Make Me Moan, Daddy 125. He should have stayed away.
DOMENICO Smoke curled lazily toward the ceiling of my office, thick and slow, twisting under the low light like it had nowhere else to go. The room was quiet in that expensive, controlled way only money can buy. No noise. No chaos. Just me, my thoughts, and the weight of everything I refused to let slip from my hands. The glass walls of my office reflected faint versions of me back at myself. Older. Colder. Tired in a way sleep never fixed. I sat behind my desk with a glass of whiskey in one hand and a cigar burning between two fingers of the other, staring at the monitor in front of me like a starving man watching a locked kitchen. Reina. One folder. Then another. Then another. Files I had built over time like a private religion. Stolen images. Hidden recordings. Security footage rerouted through systems no one else in my world knew I had access to. She was everywhere in them. Walking. Sitting. Breathing. Laughing at things I could never hear. Turning her head slightly like
Make Me Moan, Daddy 124. Who hurt you, Paolo?
REINA"Sorry, I wasn't following." I said, slowing down nothing. Elisa was still bouncing on her toes on her seat, her eyes shining with excitement as she looked between Paolo and me. She clapped her hands once. “I was asking you how you two are going to celebrate? Are you going somewhere fancy? Or staying in and having a cozy night? I brought gifts. Well, I helped pick them out. Paolo has the actual presents in his bag, he made me promise not to run my mouth and tell you what the actual gifts are because God help me I can't stop talking. So I'm not going to tell you, okay? Tell me your plans. I want to help make it perfect.” Paolo laughed softly beside me, the sound warm and familiar. He reached for my hand and laced our fingers together. “Elisa, breathe,” he said. “You’re going to pass out before we even answer.” “I am breathing,” she said dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest. “I’m just invested in your love story, it's the only good thing in this family right now.” “You
Make Me Moan, Daddy 096. I want you inside me
REINA His hand tormented the other breast, pinching and soothing in perfect rhythm. My back bowed off the couch, thighs tightening around his hips as wetness slicked my folds.He released my nipple with a wet pop and looked up at me, eyes almost black with desire. “You’re so fucking beautiful like
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DOMENICO I pushed inside her slowly, watching her face the entire time. Reina’s lips parted on a sharp gasp, her eyes fluttering shut as her tight heat closed around me inch by inch. She was soaked, slick from her orgasm, but still so fucking tight it took everything in me not to slam home in one
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DOMENICO I pulled out slowly, deliberately, watching my cock slide free—shiny and thick with her cream. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, hips chasing me instinctively. I flipped her onto her back again with gentle but firm hands. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused, lips swollen and red, chee
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DOMENICO By the time we pulled into her driveway, I could feel the tension in my chest tightening, coiling like a spring ready to snap. Knowing this was the part where she would be telling me to leave.But I didn't want to leave her. Ever!Four days without her had been hell. Cold beds, empty room
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