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2026-09-18 20:13:59
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On My Daddy's Bed not alone anymore
Isadora povAfter practically running out of the house, I went straight to the garden.I sat on the stone bench at the far end of the garden, my whole body shaking.The night air was cold against my skin but I couldn't bring myself to move. Every part of me felt fragile, like if I breathed too hard I might shatter completely.My hands were still trembling. My shirt was torn at the collar where Marcus' hands had been. As I sat there, my mind kept replaying that moment… the wild desperation in his eyes and the way he had pushed me to the bed.I could not get over the sound of his voice…the way it had sounded like a stranger's.I'd almost been raped by my own husband.The thought made my stomach churn.I pressed my hands to my face and tried to breathe through the panic.I heard footsteps approaching me on the garden path and I forced myself to look up.Richard emerged from the house.The moment he saw me, his expression shifted to something protective and furious all at once. He cross
On My Daddy's Bed my own wife
Marcus POVI stepped closer to her, my heart pounding so hard I could barely think straight."Do you want me to prove it to you?" I asked, my voice dropping to something I didn't recognize.She didn't move. She just stood there, her eyes wide, watching me like I was someone dangerous.I was something dangerous.I reached for her and she didn't pull away. Maybe because she was frozen or maybe because she was waiting to see what I would do.Then another sick thought flashed through my mind…maybe she didn't pull away because she wanted this…she wanted me to prove that I was capable of being her husband in every way.My hands found her waist and I pulled her toward me. She was stiff in my arms and unyielding but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I needed to prove something to both of us.I kissed her but Isadora didn't kiss me back.Her lips were closed and her body rigid against mine Somewhere in the fog of my anger and desperation I registered that this was wrong. That what I was doing
On My Daddy's Bed i can prove it
Isadora POV I made it upstairs before the tears came.I closed the bedroom door and leaned against it, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might break through my ribs. The words had just fallen out of me downstairs like I'd been holding them in for so long they'd started to rot.I swear I hadn't meant to say it. Or maybe I had. Maybe some part of me had wanted him to know…to understand that this marriage, this life, this performance was over.I was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing, when he knocked.I didn't answer immediately. I wasn't even sure whether I wanted to answer.Marcus knocked again, and this time, it was harder."Isadora, open the door," Marcus said from the other side.I lifted myself up and opened the door for him after figuring out that he wasn't going to stop and if we were to talk, I needed to be this angry…this tired.Marcus stood in the doorway like he wasn't sure if he should come in or stay where he was. His shirt was still wrinkled, his hai
On My Daddy's Bed didn't care
Chapter 37I woke to sunlight filtering through lace curtains and the smell of something baking downstairs.For a moment I just lay there, listening to the quiet sounds of my grandmother moving around her kitchen. Here, there was no tension and no performance. It was just the ordinary vibe of a house where I actually belonged.When I came downstairs, my grandmother was pulling a tray of biscuits from the oven.Her movements were slow…of course they were slow since she was getting old…and practiced."Good morning," she greeted upon sighting me, smiling. “I thought you might like these for breakfast." she said.“ Of course I would love them. You prepared them after all.” I replied.She grinned.“ You and your sweet mouth.”Seeing her smiling made my heart tighten. I'd stayed a whole year without visiting her despite staying an hour drive from her.She raised me after all. I made a mental note to drop by every month on my free days. It would be better to visit my grandmother than atte
On My Daddy's Bed the night
Isadora POVWhen I walked into the house, the first thing that hit me was how silent the house was.Marcus was in the kitchen. The slow and almost deliberate sound of a spoon stirring coffee, the quiet clink of ceramic against the counter betrayed him.He looked up when I appeared in the doorway, and something in his expression made my stomach tighten."How was your night?" he asked, his voice casual.However, that amount of casual felt studied or was I over thinking? Having a guilty conscience? I couldn't tell."How's Benita?" He pressed. That had my suspicions rising. Was I aware of something? Because the Marcus I knew wouldn't give a fuck about how my friends were. It's still a miracle he remembered that she was Benita in the first place.I moved past him to the coffee maker, needing something to do with my hands. The question hung in the air between us It was laced with a suspicion I couldn't quite address without revealing too much."She is fine," I opted for that safe reply, p
On My Daddy's Bed scared
Richard POV I found Isadora sitting on the edge of the bed, my shirt still draped over her shoulders, her face pale.She'd heard everything. I could see it written all over her face. She heard my exchange with Marcus.I closed the door quietly behind me and just stood there for a moment, watching her. She was staring at her hands like they held all the answers."How much did you hear?" I asked finally."All of it," she whispered without looking up.I crossed the room and sat beside her on the bed, leaving space between us. I wasn't sure if she needed distance right now or if she needed me close so I let her decide."I'm sorry," I whispered. I didn't know what else to say.She finally looked at me, her eyes red and swollen. "For what? For defending me? For telling your son to divorce me?" Isadora asked, looking me in the face. Pain…that's what I saw plastered all over her face."I'm sorry for putting you in this position," I said. "I'm sorry for Marcus showing up. I didn’t know he w
On My Daddy's Bed please daddy
ISADORA POVThe dining room was elegant and well arranged.We settled in the sitting room as the servants arranged everything.Marcus' eyes remained on his phone and mine? They remained glued on the door where Richard would be making his entrance from.I didn't have to wait for long before he showe
On My Daddy's Bed No panties
Isadora pov I stood in front of the full-length mirror, turning slowly to examine myself from every angle.The dress was a deep crimson—the color of sin, of forbidden fruit and everything I was about to do. It hugged every curve like a second skin, the neckline plunging low enough to show the swel
On My Daddy's Bed stretched and wrecked
ISADORA POVThe canvas seemed like it was mocking me.I had been standing in front of it for an hour and all I'd managed to create was a mess of dark colors that looked like a bruise.My small art studio was supposed to be my sanctuary. The one place where I could lose myself in color and form.It
On My Daddy's Bed on your knees
ISADORA POVRichard's grip in my hair tightened as he set a punishing rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of my throat with brutal efficiency."That's it," he growled, his voice rough with pleasure. "Take it all and show Daddy what that pretty mouth is good for."I couldn't respond, heck, I could b
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