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CAN YOU RIDE ME MORE ! 2
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2026-09-19 03:37:55
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Chapter 3 I barely slept after that walk home. Every time I closed my eyes I felt his knee against mine under the table and heard his voice saying my name low like he already knew how it would sound if I came for him. By morning my sheets were twisted and my hand had already been between my legs twice. It didn’t help. Days passed. Classes came and went. Lucas still sat next to me. Still let his leg rest against mine. Still looked at my mouth when I talked. Neither of us brought up the study room or the walk or the way my jeans had been damp by the time I got upstairs. The tension just sat there between us, heavy and unfinished. Friday night my roommate dragged me to a house party two blocks off campus. I went because the alternative was lying in bed thinking about Lucas again. I had two drinks before we even left the dorm and another one the second we walked through the door. The music was too loud. The air smelled like beer and sweat and cheap body spray. People packed every room.
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Chapter 2 I kept sitting in that same seat every single class after that note. Lucas never mentioned it. He just showed up, dropped into the chair next to me, and let his knee rest against mine like it belonged there. Sometimes his arm brushed mine when he wrote. Sometimes I caught him looking at my mouth when I chewed the end of my pen. I never said a word about it. Neither did he. Then the group project hit. Four of us were supposed to meet in the 24-hour study room on the third floor of the library at one in the morning because none of us had free time during the day. By twelve forty-five the group chat was full of excuses. One girl had a migraine. Another claimed his roommate locked him out. The last one just sent a sleeping emoji and went offline. That left me and Lucas. I almost turned around and walked back to my dorm. Almost. Instead I pushed the door open and found him already there, hoodie off, black t-shirt stretched across his chest, laptop open, two energy drink
RIDE ME MORE, DADDY STORY 15 : CAN YOU RIDE ME MORE ! 1
Chapter 1 “Fuck, not again,” I muttered under my breath as I dropped into my usual seat in Lecture Hall B, the hard plastic already cold against the backs of my thighs. Eight in the morning and the room already smelled like cheap coffee and last night’s regret. I pulled my notebook out and flipped it open just to look busy, even though Professor Hale hadn’t even walked in yet. Then the door at the back slammed open. Everyone turned. I didn’t. Not at first. I kept my eyes on the blank page like it owed me money. But the second that deep, low voice said, “Sorry, got lost,” something in my stomach twisted hard. I looked up. Tall. Dark hair still damp like he’d just gotten out of the shower. Black hoodie stretched across broad shoulders. Jeans that sat low on his hips. He scanned the packed rows and somehow the only empty seat left was the one right next to me. Of course it fucking was. He slid in without asking, bag thudding to the floor between us. His knee bumped mine once, then
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Chapter 5The next morning, sunlight poured through the windows, painting the room in a warm golden glow. I woke up with a smile already forming on my lips. Today was the day I would see Alex again, and the excitement bubbling inside me felt like butterflies multiplied by a thousand. I stretched lazily under the covers for a moment, replaying our phone conversation from the night before his deep voice, the way he said he loved me, the promise of spending time together. My body still carried a faint hum of desire from my late night thoughts. I couldn’t wait any longer.I jumped out of bed, quickly freshened up, and rushed to Betty’s room, knocking excitedly on her door. “Hey Betty! Good morning!”She opened the door, still in her pajamas, rubbing sleep from her eyes. “Morning, Sophia. You’re up early and looking way too happy. What’s the occasion?”I grinned, unable to contain myself. “I’m meeting Alex later this afternoon, and I need your help. Pleaseee help me choose the best outfit.
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Chapter 4 My phone rang just as I was settling into bed with a book, trying to wind down after a long day. The screen lit up with Alex’s name. A rush of excitement hit me instantly. I answered with a smile in my voice. “Hey, beautiful,” he said warmly. “How has your day been? I hope it wasn’t too stressful?” “Just a little,” I replied, lying back against the pillows. “You know how work stuff can be.” “That’s true. Sorry about that,” he said softly. “Tell me about it.” We fell into an easy conversation. He told me more about his job as a civil engineer how some days the pressure of deadlines and site inspections left him exhausted, but he loved the satisfaction of seeing projects come to life. His voice was deep and soothing, and I found myself relaxing completely as I listened. Then the tone shifted. “Sophia,” he said, almost reverently, “you are one of the best things that has happened to me. You’re so beautiful… inside and out. I’m really glad I met you. I love you so much.”
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Chapter 3 A few weeks had passed since that awful day at Richard’s apartment. The pain was still there, but it had dulled into a quiet ache I could manage. Betty’s constant support, late night talks, and gentle pushes to get out of bed had helped me piece myself back together. I was finally ready to breathe again to feel like Sophia, not just the woman who had been betrayed. That Saturday afternoon, I stood in front of the mirror in Betty’s guest room, turning slowly. The fitted pink dress hugged my curves perfectly, its hem stopping mid thigh and the back dipping low to reveal smooth skin. It made me feel powerful, feminine, and alive. I smiled at my reflection, applied a soft, glowing makeup look, and slipped on my favorite expensive handbag. I grabbed my keys and called out, “Betty! I’ll be back shortly. I’m going for some shopping.” Before I could reach the door, Betty came rushing from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a napkin. Her eyes widened the moment she saw me. “Sophia
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Chapter 5: The First TouchThe next few nights blurred into a haze of secret anticipation. Every evening after dinner, Colt would catch my eye across the table with that knowing look and murmur, “Night ride tonight, little filly. Wear something easy to move in.” My body had started craving it befo
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Chapter 4: Private Night RidesThe house had gone quiet after dinner, but sleep felt impossible. My body still hummed from the day’s chores and another riding lesson where Colt’s hands had lingered just a second too long on my hips. I was standing by my window again, staring at the moonlit pasture
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Chapter 3: Settling In and Sparks IgniteThe days started blurring together in the best kind of way. By the third morning, my muscles ached from yesterday’s ride, but I refused to complain. After breakfast eggs, bacon, and strong black coffee that Colt made like it was his personal mission to wake
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Chapter 2: First Riding LessonThe morning sun was already blazing by the time Colt led me out to the corral after breakfast. My jeans felt too tight, my boots borrowed and stiff, and my heart hammered like I was about to step onto a stage instead of a dusty paddock.Daisy stood waiting, a sweet c
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