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Please Me, Daddy I can take it, daddy
Garcia Flashback “Did you just say dream?” I blinked up at the breathtaking man looming over me, my heart skipping a beat. God, he was beautiful, like something carved out of my fantasies. I nodded slowly, a lazy smile tugging at my lips. "Yes, dream. You’re the man of my dreams. Though, I gotta admit, I didn’t expect you to be this….older. You’re hot, don’t get me wrong, but I didn’t think I was into older men. Are all older men as hot as you, by the way?” I ran my mouth without thinking. I licked my lips, eyes dropping to where his cock pressed thick and hot against my clit. My breath caught in my throat. “Well, I guess I’m done playing with boys and their tiny dicks. I want something big.” He raised an eyebrow, then frowned, running a hand through his tousled hair. His eyes shut briefly, a gesture I’d come to recognize as either deep thought or irritation. When he opened them, they were darker. He reached out and tugged my mouth open with firm fingers. Huh? He was going to
Please Me, Daddy Slap
Garcia “What?” Wyatt said, eyes going wide like someone had just rewired his brain. “I…I think I misheard something,” Eleanor said slowly, eyes narrowing. “Gracia, you just said this bastard is gay. I think what you meant was, he’s a bastard, not—” “No.” I cut in, my voice bitter. “You heard right.” I turned to face them fully, shoulders square, voice rising so the entire room could hear if they wanted. “The man I was supposed to marry in the next few days likes men. And I caught him—” I motioned toward Mark without even looking at him, “with him in bed moaning a lot.” I heard someone mutter near the back, “Oh fuck. Plot twist.” Eleanor’s face twisted in outrage. “So you’re telling me,” she said, voice dangerously low, “that Charles lied to you about being straight, and planned to marry you anyway?” I sighed and nodded. “Yes, he—” I didn’t even get to finish, because Eleanor was already airborne. She launched herself across the room with the precision of an Olympic athlete
Please Me, Daddy I'm not gay
Griacia I pushed open the glass doors of the boutique and stepped inside.The scent of fresh roses and warm linen drifted around me, and for a moment, I just stood there, watching.Couples moved around the showroom, laughing softly, holding hands. Brides tried on veils, twirling in front of mirrors while their partners watched with stars in their eyes. It was supposed to be our day.I’d imagined walking through these very doors with Charles, hand in hand. I pictured him waiting for me, a warm smile on his face as I stepped out in the gown I’d chosen. We would laugh, and he’d tell me I looked beautiful. I shook my head. There was no time for that. I wasn’t here to reminisce. I was here for one thing.A woman behind the counter looked at me and lit up instantly. She was dressed head-to-toe in pastel pink, with perfectly styled hair and a smile that belonged in a magazine.“Mrs. Gracia!” she chirped, rushing over to take my hands. “You’re here already. Wonderful! Everyone is ready for
Please Me, Daddy I will never marry Charles
Gracia I paid the cab driver and stepped out, swallowing hard as I looked up at the estate in front of me.It was beautiful, the kind of luxury that could stir envy in anyone. Charles’s parents had given it to mine as an engagement gift, it was part of the arrangement they made for my relationship with Charles. Back then, I didn’t mind. I believed what we had was real, even if our families treated it like a transaction. But God, I was so wrong.I sighed and pressed my fingers to my temple. My head had been pounding since the morning, probably because of the stress, and exhaustion.I shook my head and made my way toward the door. When I pushed it open, I froze. Sitting at the dining table like it was just another normal day were my parents. My mother was laughing at something, while my father was smiling.The moment they heard the door open, they turned, and their laughter died immediately.My father’s cold gaze landed on me, his eyes sweeping from the top of my head to the hem of my
Please Me, Daddy Emotions were just distractions
Apollo I stepped out of the hotel and was immediately greeted by the familiar gleam of the black car waiting at the curb. Austin, my secretary, stood at the front of the vehicle, right where I expected him. He was always ten steps ahead. He gave a slight bow. “Good morning, Mr. Apollo.” I gave him a single nod in return. He moved quickly, opening the rear passenger door. I slid in, adjusting my shirt cuff and crossing one leg over the other. A cup of hot coffee sat in the center console, beside a neatly arranged folder with today’s briefings. As the car pulled away from the hotel, I picked up the document and skimmed the first page, absently taking a sip of the coffee. It was slightly too hot. Perfect. “Why was Chase late this morning?” I asked, without looking up. Normally, that boy was punctual. He would wake up at dawn. Buried in emails and spreadsheets by six. Coffee at my door by seven. Today, he’d missed every marker. Behind the wheel, Austin coughed lightly. I glanc
Please Me, Daddy Ten million dollars
Gracia My face was on fire. Not just my face, my whole damn neck, shoulders, even the tips of my ears were turning scarlet. That always happened when I was furious. When the kind of anger that had no words rose up in me like boiling water. I could feel it under my skin ready to explode.God, I hated everything right now.The embarrassment was choking. The shame, the confusion, the helplessness of not remembering what happened, while that smug bastard treated me like I was just some desperate girl who’d crawled into his bed, begging for attention.No. No, I was not the villain in this story. I was the damn victim. But I had sat there and let him walk out, biting back my words like an idiot.And now here I was, stewing in regret, with my pride bleeding out all over the place.“Ahem. Miss,” a voice interrupted.I looked up sharply at the assistant or whatever he was. He wasn’t even looking at me. At least he had the decency not to look while I was covered in just a blanket.“Please, ma'
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