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CRAVING MY DAUGHTER’S BOYFRIEND 1
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2026-07-24 20:43:42
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100 WAYS TO SIN WE NEVER FINISHED 8
Claire’s POV Noah’s mouth returned to mine before I could answer. The locked door and the quieter house changed the shape of everything. There was less fear of being overheard and more of the raw, unfinished need that had been building since the first night. He pulled my sweater over my head and unclasped my bra with steady hands. I shoved his clothes out of the way with the same urgency. When we were both bare he settled between my thighs and pushed into me in one long thrust. The stretch forced a soft broken sound out of my throat that I did not try to hide. He held still once he was fully inside, forehead against mine, breathing hard. “I meant what I said,” he muttered. “I’m not stopping this time.” “Good.” He started moving in deep, steady strokes. The wet sound of it filled the quiet room without any attempt at silence. Every thrust pushed me farther into the mattress. I locked my legs around him and pulled him deeper. Noah’s hand slid under my hip to keep the angle he want
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Claire’s POV The knock and my aunt’s voice faded down the hall, but neither of us moved right away. Noah’s hand stayed on my hip. His breath was still warm against the back of my shoulder. The locked door suddenly felt thinner than it had before. I could hear the ordinary sounds of the house settling for the night. A toilet flushing somewhere downstairs. The low murmur of the television being turned off. Footsteps that did not come back toward our end of the hall. “She’s gone,” Noah said again, quieter this time. “I know.” He pressed another slow kiss to the place where my neck met my shoulder. The tenderness in it sat right next to the ache between my legs and the warm evidence of him still slipping out of me onto the sheets. My body wanted him again already. The rest of me kept listening for the next set of footsteps. Noah shifted closer. I felt him hard against the back of my thigh, exactly as he had been when the knock came. His hand slid from my hip to the soft skin of my l
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Claire’s POV I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I felt the pressure of his mouth again and the way his hand had tightened at my waist. The kiss played on a loop until the dark of the blue room felt too small to hold it. When the gray morning light finally pushed through the curtains I was already awake, staring at the ceiling with my pulse still unsettled. Downstairs the house woke slowly. I waited until I heard enough movement before I left the room. Noah was not in the kitchen when I entered. The relief was brief and unconvincing. I poured coffee and drank it standing at the sink while my aunt talked about the plan for the day. A late lunch. A walk into town for a few people. Board games later if the weather turned. Ordinary details that felt disconnected from the fact that I could still taste him. He came in from the back porch halfway through my second cup. Cold air clung to his sweater. Our eyes met across the kitchen and held. There was no politeness left in the loo
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Claire’s POV I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I felt the pressure of his mouth again and the way his hand had tightened at my waist. The kiss played on a loop until the dark of the blue room felt too small to hold it. When the gray morning light finally pushed through the curtains I was already awake, staring at the ceiling with my pulse still unsettled. Downstairs the house woke slowly. I waited until I heard enough movement before I left the room. Noah was not in the kitchen when I entered. The relief was brief and unconvincing. I poured coffee and drank it standing at the sink while my aunt talked about the plan for the day. A late lunch. A walk into town for a few people. Board games later if the weather turned. Ordinary details that felt disconnected from the fact that I could still taste him. He came in from the back porch halfway through my second cup. Cold air clung to his sweater. Our eyes met across the kitchen and held. There was no politeness left in the loo
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Claire’s POV Morning came with gray light and the smell of coffee already moving through the house. I stayed in the blue room until I heard enough voices downstairs to make going down feel safer. Noah was at the table again when I entered the kitchen. Our eyes met for a brief second before I looked away and poured coffee. The charged quiet from the night before still sat under my skin. I took my cup and went to help my aunt with breakfast preparations so I would not have to sit across from him. The day filled itself with errands and noise. A trip to the store with two cousins. Setting up extra folding tables on the covered porch because more relatives were expected for the evening meal. Noah was pulled into the same tasks more than once. We passed each other in the hallway with careful nods. We handed each other serving dishes without letting our fingers touch. The avoidance had its own weight. By late afternoon my nerves felt scraped raw from the effort of it. Evening brought
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Claire’s POV I stayed upstairs longer than I meant to. The blue room felt smaller every time I came back to it. Noah’s scarf still hung over the chair. His bag remained by the wall even though he was sleeping downstairs. I sat on the edge of the bed and listened to the house fill with more voices as the afternoon deepened. Someone put music on. Someone else shouted for extra glasses. The ordinary noise of a holiday gathering moved through the walls while the unanswered question from the truck stayed lodged under my ribs. When I finally went back down, the living room was crowded. Relatives filled the couches and the floor. A football game played on the television with the sound low. Noah stood near the fireplace talking to my uncle, one hand wrapped around a glass. He looked up the second I entered. The contact lasted only a moment before he turned back to the conversation, but the awareness of it settled across my skin like heat. I took a seat on the far end of the couch and a
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 5
LANAThe words left my mouth and I wanted to take them back immediately, but it was too late. “Please fuck my greedy pussy… Daddy.” My voice sounded small and desperate in the quiet study. Shame burned through my whole body, but my pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my le
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LANA Morning light came through the curtains and hit me straight in the face. I lay there for a long minute before I dragged myself out of bed, legs still a little shaky from last night. My pussy felt tender when I walked. Every step reminded me of Dominic’s thick fingers stretching me open, the w
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LANAThe door clicked open and I spun around so fast my head spun. Dominic stood there, fully dressed now in that same black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but it didn’t make him any less dangerous. His eyes burned into me, heavy and sure, like he already knew exactly what my body was doing under the
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LANAMom helped me carry my suitcase upstairs to my room. It was the same one I always stayed in during summers, nothing fancy but it felt like mine. She hugged me again at the door.“Get settled in, baby. Dinner will be ready soon.” She said and I nodded and closed the door behind her.I pulled ou
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