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SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 2
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2026-04-09 23:33:47LANA
Mom 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 out my phone and texted Dad: “Landed safe. At Mom’s now. Love you.” I hit send, then tossed the phone on the bed. The room was cool from the AC but my skin still felt hot. I kept seeing Dominic in my head. Shirtless. Those sweatpants hanging low. The way his eyes moved over my body like he was sizing me up. I shook my head hard and went into the attached bathroom to freshen up. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and changed out of my travel clothes. I picked a light pajama set, thin white tank top and matching shorts. The top was kind of tight and my boobs looked big and heavy in it. I told myself it was because it was hot, but deep down I knew that wasn’t the full truth. After what my ex said about me being boring, some part of me wanted to feel wanted. Even if it was dangerous. My mind wouldn’t leave Dominic alone. I kept picturing his chest, the sweat on his skin, the hard smack he gave Mom’s ass. Every time the image came back my pussy clenched. I was getting wet again just standing there. This was crazy. He was my stepdad. I splashed more cold water on my face and went downstairs. Dinner was warm and smelled good. Mom had made chicken, rice, and some vegetables. She was smiling the whole time, talking and laughing, clearly happy to have both of us at the table. Dominic sat across from me. He had put on a black t-shirt but it still clung to his chest. His eyes kept coming back to me. Not just my face. They dropped to my chest again and again, staring at the way my boobs moved when I breathed or reached for something. I felt my nipples get hard under the thin fabric. I crossed my arms once but that only made it worse. “So Lana,” Dominic said, his voice deep and calm while he cut his chicken. “You got a boyfriend back home?” I almost choked on my rice. I coughed hard, grabbing my water glass. Mom laughed and patted my back gently. “Easy there,” she said, still smiling. “She’s nineteen, Dominic. I won’t be mad if she has a boyfriend. I was her age once too.” I took a slow breath and set my glass down. My face was burning. “I… I actually broke up with my boyfriend a month ago. It’s over.” I didn’t say anything else. I didn’t tell them he called me boring in bed. I didn’t tell them how much that still hurt. Mom gave me a soft look but didn’t push. Dominic just nodded slowly, his eyes still on me. That intense stare made my thighs press together under the table. I could feel myself getting wetter. My clit was throbbing. I needed to get out of there. As soon as we finished eating I stood up fast. “Thanks for dinner, Mom. I’m really tired from the flight. I’m going to bed early.” I didn’t wait for an answer. I rushed upstairs, closed my door, and leaned against it. My heart was pounding. My body felt electric. I lay into bed but I couldn’t relax. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Dominic’s face, his bare chest, the way he looked at my tits like he wanted to rip my top off. Around ten o’clock my throat felt dry. I needed water. The house was quiet now. I crept downstairs in my light pajamas, trying not to make noise. I was halfway to the kitchen when I heard it. “Ahh…” A loud moan came from Mom and Dominic’s bedroom. The door wasn’t fully closed. “Yes… oh fuck… Dom… ahh…” My feet stopped moving. I stood frozen in the hallway. Mom’s voice was getting louder, breathy and desperate. Then I heard Dominic’s deep voice, rough and commanding. “You like when I fuck you like this, huh?” My knees almost gave out. The words hit me straight between my legs. I pictured him saying that to me. His big body over mine, his thick cock pushing inside me while he growled those same words. My pussy was soaked. I could feel my juices starting to run down my inner thigh. I knew I should move. I knew I was disrespecting my own mom by standing there listening, but my body wouldn’t listen. My hand pressed against the wall to keep myself steady. I was breathing fast and shallow. The moans kept coming. Wet slapping sounds mixed in. Mom was crying out louder. Dominic’s low grunts mixed with her voice. I couldn’t stop imagining it was me he was fucking so hard. My nipples ached. My clit was swollen and pulsing. I had never been this turned on in my entire life. Not even with the so-called boyfriend that called me boring. Then the bedroom door opened. Dominic stepped out. He was completely naked, cock still half-hard and shining with wetness. Sweat covered his chest and stomach. His eyes landed right on me standing there in the dark hallway. For a second we just stared at each other. My heart slammed so hard I thought I might pass out. I turned and ran. I forgot all about the water. I sprinted back up the stairs as quietly as I could, slipped into my room, and shut the door fast. I pressed my back against it, breathing like I had just run a mile. My whole body was shaking. I climbed into bed but sleep wouldn’t come. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Dominic’s smirk from earlier. I heard Mom’s moans. I heard his voice saying those dirty words. My hand slipped between my legs without me meaning to. I was dripping wet. I rubbed my clit slowly but stopped myself. This was wrong. So wrong. I turned onto my side. Then my stomach. Then my back again. The sheets felt too hot. My nipples rubbed against the thin tank top every time I moved. I kept hearing his voice in my head: “You like when I fuck you like this, huh?” I was still tossing and turning when I heard the door to my room open.
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Roman I woke before she did with her leg thrown over mine and the bar still down on the safe house door. Morning light cut thin through the blinds. Sloane’s hair was a dark mess on my chest. The bruise on her wrist had deepened to purple. My skull ached under the stitches. None of it mattered as much as the fact that she was here, breathing, naked against me, instead of in a chair in a blacked-out room by the river. My phone had twelve missed messages from the agency. I ignored them. Sloane stirred when I shifted. Her eyes opened slow. For a second she looked lost. Then she found my face and the tension left her body in a long exhale. “Still here,” she said. “Still here.” She climbed over me without warning. Straddled my hips. The sheet fell off her back. In the gray light she looked wrecked and hungry and done with careful. My cock hardened against the heat of her immediately. She felt it and rolled her hips once, dragging her wet cunt along the length of me. “Sloane.
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Sloane Medical checked me over on the safe house couch while Roman stood against the wall and watched every movement like the EMTs might vanish with me again. Bruised wrist. Mild dehydration. No concussion. No broken skin that mattered. They wanted me at a hospital for observation. I refused. Roman backed the refusal with a tone that ended the argument. My father called while they were packing up. I told him I was safe and that Roman had gotten me out and that I would talk in the morning. I hung up before he could put a lawyer or a second detail on the line. When the door barred again behind the medical team, the unit went quiet. One lamp. Drawn blinds. A bag of spare clothes someone from the agency had left on the table. Roman’s blood had dried dark on his collar. The cut at his hairline was already closed with thin strips. He looked at me like he was still counting my limbs. “You should shower,” he said. “So should you.” “Sloane.” “I’m not fragile. I’m dirty and angry and I
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Roman The lockdown lifted at 0140. Agency said the vehicle had moved on. Street cameras clean. Secondary took the hall. I told Sloane to sleep. She looked at me like she did not believe any of it and went to her room with the door left open the same way she always did. I sat in the guest room and watched the feeds until my eyes burned. I should have trusted the wrong silence less. At 0915 she had a confirmed appointment at her father’s foundation office across town. Low risk on paper. Controlled building. I drove. She sat in the passenger seat in a coat over a dark dress and did not push me for conversation. The almost-kiss in the hallway the night before sat between us unspoken. The surveillance flag sat beside it. I checked mirrors more than usual. The foundation’s private garage was supposed to be secured. It was not. I registered the wrong detail too late. A service van with a logo that did not match the building’s vendor list. A second man near the stairwell door who turne
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Sloane I did not sleep. I lay in bed with the door open and touched my mouth in the dark like the kiss might still be sitting there. Roman’s hands. The wall against my back. The sound he made when I bit his lip. Every time I closed my eyes I was back in the living room with his thigh between mine and the job falling off him in real time. At 0100 I heard the guest room door open. Footsteps in the kitchen. Water. Then silence. He was awake too. Of course he was. I almost got up. Almost walked into that hallway and finished what secondary had interrupted. Pride and nerves held me still until the footsteps retreated and the guest room door closed again. Morning made everything worse and better at once. Roman was already in the kitchen when I came out. Shirt clean. Jacket on. Earpiece in. The professional version of him reconstructed overnight like the wall had never happened. He set a coffee on the counter without asking how I took it. He had learned anyway. “Secondary is on the hal
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Roman I lasted until Saturday night. Secondary called in sick at 2100. The agency sent a replacement who could not arrive before midnight. That left me alone in Sloane Mercer’s apartment with three hours of open corridor and a client who had spent the week closing every inch of professional distance I tried to keep. She knew it too. I briefed her on the delay in the living room. She listened with her legs tucked under her on the couch and an expression that was too calm for the information. When I finished she nodded once and went to the kitchen. I took my position near the windows and watched the street because looking at her in that soft top with her hair down was becoming a liability I could measure in elevated heart rate. At 2140 she came back with two glasses of water and set one on the table near me. “You’re going to stand there until midnight.” “Yes.” “You can sit.” “I’m fine.” “You’re exhausting.” I did not answer. She stayed in the kitchen doorway and dr
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Sloane By the end of the first week I knew his patterns better than he wanted me to. Roman woke before six without an alarm I could hear. He ran the building stairs when secondary had me covered. He drank his coffee black and standing. He checked the terrace latch every time he passed it, even if he had checked it ten minutes earlier. He spoke to my father’s chief in short, clipped updates and never let me hear the threat language if he could help it. When he looked at me it was brief, controlled, and always doing math I was not invited into. I started making the looks last longer on purpose. Tuesday I worked from the couch in shorts that rode up when I sat cross-legged. He stood at the windows and did not comment. I asked him questions that had nothing to do with exits. Favorite food. Whether he had siblings. What he did on nights when nobody was trying to take anyone. He gave one-word answers until I asked if he was allergic to conversation. Then he said, “I’m allergic to distra
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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
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY
LANAI stared out the cab window as the Miami streets blurred past. The air conditioning was barely working, and my thighs stuck to the fake leather seat. I’d just landed from my dad’s place up north, and this was the start of another summer with Mom. Same routine every year since the divorce. I li
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