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Chapter 34 | He Shouldn’t Know
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2026-04-22 04:32:00
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Make Me Yours, Daddy Chapter 34 | He Shouldn’t Know
MAYAMy heart was doing that stupid fluttery thing again as I leaned across the desk toward Nicole, my voice dropping to a whisper like we were sharing state secrets. The classroom buzz was a dull hum around us- chairs scraping, someone laughing too loud at the back…. but all I could focus on was him. Tristan.“I swear, Nic, the way he looked at me yesterday? Like he actually saw me. Not just the quiet girl but a woman.” My cheeks warmed just saying it out loud. Tristan with his messy dark hair, those intense eyes that always seemed to carry a storm behind them, and the way his voice got all low and teasing when he talked to me. God, I was gone.Nicole grinned, flipping her hair over one shoulder, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh my god, Maya, you are so whipped. What, you imagining him fucking you against the mirror or something?” She wiggled her eyebrows, and I felt my face go nuclear. Heat flooded my cheeks, spreading down my neck as I buried my face in my hands.“Shut up! N
Make Me Yours, Daddy Chapter 33 | Devouring Her
TRISTANShe looked like sin itself laid out for me.I had Maya positioned exactly how I wanted her. Her upper body hanging off the edge of the bed, head and shoulders dangling low, her beautiful wavy hair brushing the floor. Her wrists were still bound tightly behind her back with my belt, the long end looped around her throat like a leash and collar, keeping her arched and helpless. Her legs were spread obscenely wide, one on each side of my waist as I stood between them, bent over her like a beast ready to feast.Her pink skirt was pushed up around her waist, soaked panties pulled to the side, her glistening pussy completely exposed and dripping for me. The sight made my cock throb painfully against my trousers.“Fuck, princess,” I growled, voice thick with hunger. “Look at this pretty cunt. Still leaking from sucking my cock like a desperate little whore. You’re making such a mess for Daddy.”Maya whimpered, the sound high and needy. Her body trembled, legs shaking on either side
Make Me Yours, Daddy Chapter 32 | On Her Knees
MAYAI was on my knees.Wrists tied tightly behind my back with Tristan’s belt, the same leather now looped around my throat like a collar, keeping my head forced slightly upward. The position made me feel so small, so exposed and so utterly owned. My pink skirt was bunched uselessly around my waist, my soaked panties clinging obscenely to my dripping pussy. My legs were spread wide on the floor, knees aching against the hardwood, and I could feel my own arousal pooling beneath me in a shameful little puddle.I whimpered, the sound soft and broken.Tristan sat on the couch like a king on his throne. His legs were spread wide in that dominant manspread. His black trousers were open, his massive cock standing thick and throbbing right in front of my face. The veined shaft pulsed, the swollen head already leaking pre-cum that made my mouth water. He looked so hot, so powerful, so dangerously in control that my breath came out uneven and shaky.“Look at you,” he murmured, voice low and f
Make Me Yours, Daddy Chapter 31 | Cumming In Her Mouth
MAYAHe pulled back from the kiss so suddenly that I chased his lips for half a second, still dazed and breathless.Then his entire expression changed.The tenderness vanished. The soft, loving man who had just confessed how much he loved me disappeared in a heartbeat. In his place was the Devil who was dark, intense, and utterly dominating. His black eyes burned into me like coals. His jaw tightened. The air in the room grew thick and heavy with raw power.“On all fours,” he ordered, voice low and commanding. “Face me. Now.”My heart slammed against my ribs. I was still trembling from the kiss, lips swollen and tingling, but the sudden shift in him made my stomach flip with nervous excitement. I obeyed shyly, crawling onto my hands and knees on the big bed, turning to face him. My pink skirt had ridden all the way up my thighs, and I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, with my ass in the air and my face level with his waist.“Look up at me, princess.”I lifted my gaze slowly, cheeks bur
Make Me Yours, Daddy Chapter 30 | The Kiss
MAYAHe hovered over me like a storm cloud ready to break.Tristan’s body caged me completely on the mattress, hands planted on either side of my head, his black shirt still half-open from earlier, revealing the hard planes of his tattooed chest. His dark eyes burned down into mine. So intense, unblinking, filled with so many things I couldn’t name. Rage. Pain. Obsession. Something softer that made my heart twist.Tears kept glistening in my lashes, spilling over no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I felt so small under him, so exposed, my pink skirt bunched around my thighs, my chest heaving with broken sobs.He sighed a deep, heavy sound that seemed to come from his soul. His heart was breaking. I could see it in the way his jaw softened, the way his eyes flickered with raw hurt as he looked at my tear-streaked face.“Princess…” he murmured, voice rough but impossibly gentle. One large hand came up and stroked my cheek with heartbreaking tenderness. His thumb brushed away the
Make Me Yours, Daddy Chapter 29 | The Confession
MAYAI couldn’t believe what I had just done.My palm still stung from the force of the slap. The sharp crack of skin meeting skin echoed in my ears like a gunshot. Tristan’s head had snapped to the side, and for one terrifying second the car was completely silent except for my ragged sobs.I had slapped him.Tristan Desmond, the man who owned half the city, the ruthless Devil everyone feared, the one who had made me cum until I cried and begged- and I had raised my hand and struck him across the face.Guilt crashed over me like ice water. My lips trembled. Fresh tears spilled down my cheeks faster than I could wipe them away.“I’m… I’m sorry-” I whimpered, voice breaking. My hand clenched into a fist in my lap, the same hand that had hit him, as if I could scold it for what it had done. “I didn’t mean to… I never thought I could hurt you like that… I’m so sorry, Tristan…”He didn’t yell. He didn’t grab me. He simply sighed a long, heavy, exhausted sound and turned his head back towar
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