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TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY HATE YOU 2
Chapter 2 Fake Becomes PersonalI stood in the middle of Damien’s penthouse living room feeling like a doll being dressed for display. The gown he’d chosen clung to every curve deep emerald silk that shimmered under the lights. Expensive. Too expensive. I hated how perfectly it fit.“Stop fidgeting,” Damien said, voice flat as he adjusted his cufflinks. He looked devastating in a black tuxedo, all sharp lines and controlled power. “You agreed to this. Act like it.”“I agreed to save my mother,” I shot back. “Not to let you parade me around like arm candy.”He stepped closer, eyes scanning me from head to toe with clinical detachment. “Public only. No private touching. No feelings. You smile, you laugh at my jokes, you look at me like you’re madly in love. That’s the job, Layla. Fail and the deal breaks.”“I know the rules,” I muttered, even as my pulse quickened at his nearness. “You’ve drilled them into me three times already.”A sleek black car took us to the gala. The annual Voss
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STORY 20: HATE YOU 1
Chapter 1 The DealI clutched the eviction notice in my hand so tightly the paper crinkled like dry leaves. The hospital had already sent three warnings this week. Mom’s treatments weren’t going to wait for miracles, and neither were the creditors circling our family like vultures.My phone buzzed again. Unknown number. I almost ignored it, but something made me answer.“Layla Bennett?” a crisp female voice asked. “Mr. Damien Voss requests your presence at his office in one hour. A car is already waiting downstairs.”I laughed bitterly. “Damien Voss? The billionaire? This has to be a prank.”“It’s not. Refuse, and your mother’s medical bills remain unpaid. Choose wisely, Miss Bennett.”The line went dead.Thirty minutes later, I stepped into the gleaming Voss Tower. Marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows, and an elevator that smelled like money and intimidation. My worn sneakers squeaked against the shine as I rode up to the top floor. My heart hammered so hard I could hear it in my
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After another round of lazy morning sex in Ben’s bed slow, deep thrusts that left me trembling we decided to get out. A hike through the dense woods surrounding the property sounded innocent enough. But nothing between us was innocent anymore.I wore a short sundress with nothing underneath. Ben noticed immediately, his hand sliding up my thigh as we walked the narrow trail. The sun filtered through the trees, birds chirping overhead. We held hands like any normal siblings might, but the tension was electric. Every few minutes, he’d pull me close for a hungry kiss, his fingers brushing my bare pussy under the dress.Deeper into the woods, the path grew secluded. Ben suddenly pushed me against a thick oak tree, the bark rough against my back. “I can’t wait,” he growled, hiking my dress up around my waist. He lifted one of my legs, hooking it over his hip, and freed his hard cock.I gasped as he thrust into me powerfully, right there in the open air. No one around for miles, but the thr
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Addicted to SinI barely slept that night. Ben’s cum was still leaking out of me as I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. Every time I shifted, I felt the soreness between my legs a delicious reminder of how my own brother had fucked me raw on the kitchen counter. Guilt gnawed at me, but it was drowned out by a deeper, darker hunger. I wanted more. Needed more. By the time the first light of dawn crept through the windows, I had given up fighting it. I was addicted to the sin.I found Ben already awake in the bathroom, steam filling the shower. He didn’t say a word when I slipped in behind him. The hot water cascaded over us as he turned, his hands immediately on my wet skin. He pressed me against the cool tiles, his hard body molding to my back. Soap-slick hands roamed everywhere cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, sliding down my stomach to tease my already dripping pussy.“You’re soaked for me again,” he murmured against my ear, voice husky with sleep and lust. One thick fi
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Crossing the Line The storm had passed, leaving the lake house wrapped in a heavy, charged silence. My lips still tingled from Ben’s kisses, my body humming with unmet need. I was soaked my bikini bottoms ruined, my thighs slippery with arousal from grinding against him like a desperate slut. Guilt crashed over me in waves as I pulled back from his lap, staring at my brother with wide eyes. This was insane. He was my blood. The boy who used to tease me about my pigtails and scare away my bullies. And now I’d been dry humping his cock like it was the only thing that could save me. “I… I should go,” I whispered, standing on shaky legs. My cover-up was somewhere on the floor. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and terrifyingly alive. “This is wrong, Ben. We can’t.” But he stood too, faster than I expected. His hand caught my wrist, gentle but firm. Those green eyes burned into mine, dark with the same hunger I felt twisting inside my chest. “Don’t run, Maya. Not from this. Not from me.” His
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Tension IgnitesMorning light filtered through the curtains of my childhood bedroom, painting everything in soft golds and pinks. I woke up with my hand still tucked between my thighs, the evidence of last night’s forbidden release sticky on my fingers. Shame flooded me instantly. Ben. My brother. What the hell was wrong with me? I quickly showered, trying to scrub away the memory, but the warm water only made me think of his strong arms again. By the time I stepped out, I’d made a decision. Today, I wouldn’t hide. I wanted to see if that spark was real or just my broken heart playing tricks.I dug through my bag and chose the skimpiest bikini I owned a tiny red number that barely contained my breasts and left most of my ass exposed. It was the kind of thing I’d wear to make Jake jealous on vacation, but now… now it felt like a test. For Ben. For myself. I threw on a sheer cover up and headed downstairs, heart hammering.Ben was already in the kitchen, flipping eggs at the stove. He w
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Chapter 6: First Breeding I was still shaking from the second orgasm, my legs pinned back in that obscene full split on the workout bench, when Dom pulled his three thick fingers out of me with a wet pop. My pussy clenched around nothing, gaping slightly from the stretch, dripping oil and my o
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Chapter 5: Oiled and ExposedI stood there completely naked, heart slamming against my ribs, as Dom walked over and double checked the lock on the gym door with a heavy click. The sound made everything feel so final. No turning back. My small tits were already heaving with each breath, nipples tig
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Chapter 4: The “Special Stretch” OfferMy body was already a sweaty, trembling mess after another round of squats and lunges. I stood there panting, hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath while Dom circled me like a predator. The mirrors showed everything my flushed cheeks, the dark wet patc
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Chapter 3: Tension BuildsI was still catching my breath from the warm ups when Dom clapped his big hands together, the sound echoing off the mirrored walls. My legs felt a little shaky already, and we’d only been going for twenty minutes. He loomed over me, sweat starting to glisten on his tattoo
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