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Dont Touch Daddy ๐Ÿ’ฆโ›“๏ธ๐Ÿ’•

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CHRISTIAN

I step out of the elevator onto my private floor, walking slow, feeling the cool air against my bare chest.

I managed to get out of Ivy's room. I don't want to imagine what it will feel like for someone to see her and me in that position.

It's crazy.

But for the first time in as long as I can remember, my body feels light. Loose. The heat of Ivy is still burning under my skin, right there in the marrow of my bones.

I turn the corner toward the main corridor.

I'm so much deep ins
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    IVY I keep walking even though my bare feet are already raw and bleeding against the rough concrete sidewalk. My short black dress sticks to my sweaty skin. People glance at me as I passโ€”they see my missing shoes, the wet tracks of tears on my face, the way I keep looking back over my shoulder like a hunted animalโ€”and then they look away just as quickly.The worst part is that I'm using Google Maps to navigate this route. I don't even know where I am.I spot an ATM.I need cash.My hands shake so badly it takes me three tries to feed my card into the ATM on the corner. I type my PIN wrong twice before I finally get the numbers right. The machine hums, coughs, and spits out a small stack of cash. I grab the bills, shove them straight down into the side of my bra where they are hidden, and keep moving.Suddenly, a taxi slows down right beside the curb.The driver rolls down his window and leans his head out. He looks like an ordinary, middle-aged man with a neutral face, but his eyes l

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    IVY I shove the office door open and run out into the hallway. I am barefoot. My dress is wrinkled. My heart slams against my ribs like a trapped bird. The elevator at the end of the hall takes too long to arrive.So I don't use it. I grab the stairwell door and throw myself down the concrete steps, nearly stumbling, my hand sliding hard against the metal railing.Halfway down to the floor below, I hear a voice drifting up the stairwell.Christian's voice.I freeze on the landing.I press my back flat against the cold concrete wall, holding my breath so I can hear.He is standing just around the corner on the floor below, a phone pressed to his ear, speaking in a low, controlled, calm tone."Don't worry," Christian says into the phone. "I have everything under control."I squeeze my eyes shut, straining to listen."Yes... that's okay," Christian continues. "And of course sheโ€™s planning to leave after her birthday tomorrow. But that's not happening."My chest stops moving. The air van

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    IVYFew minutes later, he slowly pulls out of me. I feel the warm rush sliding down my leg. My knees shake so hard I can barely stand.He doesn't let me fall. He keeps his arm locked tight around my waist and helps me turn around. His fingers work at the knot on my wrists, untying the silk. He pulls the fabric away, and his fingers brush once over the red marks the tie left behind."You okay?" he asks.My voice is rough and dry. "Define okay."He lets out a real laugh. I couldn't help a breathless laugh, too.He helps me straighten up, pulls my black dress down over my hips, and catches me when I sway."Sit for a minute."He guides me over to the couch. I drop down onto the cushions, still trying to catch my breath, my chest heaving.He walks into the small bathroom attached to the office and comes back with a damp white cloth. He doesn't make a big deal out of it. He just hands it to me, turns his back, and starts fixing his clothes, pulling his tie back around his neck."This isn't

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    Ivy.The glass is freezing against my palms, but inside me, everything is burning.Every time he drives forward, my forehead taps against the cold windowpane. The city moves below us like a silent movie, tiny cars crawling through the streets, unaware that high above them, a man is pounding hard into his stepdaughter's pussy and she's completely undone for him. My wrists are locked tight behind my back, tied together with his silk tie. I am completely at his mercy."Louder," he commands against my ear, his voice rough and dark as he slams into me again. "Let them hear you."I bite down hard on my lower lip, trying to hold the sound back, but I can't. My body is too sensitive, too exposed.Ohh yess Christianโ€ฆ ohhh fuck yess oh yess ohhh ohhโ€ฆEvery inch of him fills me up, stretching me, dragging a wet, breathless noise right out of my throat."Ahhhโ€ฆ Christianโ€” pleaseโ€ฆ"He doesn't slow down. He grips my hip with one hand and pulls me back onto him with brutal perfection.Suddenly, a sha

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    CHRISTIAN The air in the office is burning. I bring this girl here to monitor her closely, but it seems like I just ended up bringing in my weakness on a day when I have a lot going on at my desk. I stand there, looking down at her. Her fingers are still shiny with her wetness. Her legs are still wide open. The short black dress is bunched up high around her waist. She looks up at me with that same smart-mouth spark in her eyes, breathing hard, waiting to see what I am going to do. โ€œHi, boss.โ€ I donโ€™t speak. I reach up, loosen my silk tie from my neck with one hand, pull it free from my collar, and let it hang from my fingers. Her eyes track every single movement, watching the way my hand grips the dark fabric. "Get up." She stands up slowly, her movements deliberate. The second she is on her feet, I grab her, turn her around, and bend her forward over the wood desk. Her chest presses flat against the cold surface, landing right on top of the files and her own red l

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    IVY We get to his office, the massive glass box on a high floor, all polished chrome, quiet power, and floor-to-ceiling windows showing the whole city below. People in the hallways straighten up the second they see him walk by. A few curious glances land on me, but nobody dares to stare for long. He leads me straight into his private spaceโ€”a huge room with a desk, a leather sitting area off to the side, and one entire wall made of clear glass. The memory of the last time I was here fills my head. He points a finger toward the couch. "Sit there. There are magazines and books. Read something or do whatever you want, as long as you donโ€™t interrupt me." I press a hand to my chest, letting my eyes go wide. "Yes, daddy." I say it with just enough honey to make his eyes flash. He gives me a sharp, warning look and turns his back to sit down behind the desk, immediately pulling a stack of open files toward him. For a little while, I actually behave. I sit on the couch, scro

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