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SOFT HAND , HARD RULES 2
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TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY OH YES,! HIT ME RIGHT THERE AT THAT SPOT 3
Chapter ThreeLila’s POVThe group plan collapsed in a single group text.Maya’s message arrived while I was already halfway across town: food poisoning, night canceled, apologies in triplicate. I stopped under a streetlight, thumbs hovering, calculating the fastest route home. Before I could pocket the phone it lit up again with a number I had not saved but already recognized.Cole.You’re close to my block if you still want food. I ordered extra.No pressure in the wording. No performance. I stared at the screen longer than necessary, the residual heat from the rainy foyer still living under my skin, then typed a short acceptance before pride could invent an excuse.His building sat quieter than mine. The hallway smelled faintly of clean laundry and old wood. When he opened the door the light behind him was low, warm, deliberate. Takeout containers waited on the counter. Music played at a volume that stayed under conversation. He stepped aside without ceremony. I crossed the thresho
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Chapter TwoLila’s POVThe city seemed determined to place him in my path.I saw Cole first at the narrow coffee counter three blocks from my building, the morning rush pressing bodies close under fluorescent light. He stood near the pickup end, already holding a black cup, attention lowered to his phone until the barista called a name that made him glance up. Our eyes met across the small space. Recognition landed without surprise, as if the rooftop night had already established a quiet continuity. He nodded once. I nodded back. The exchange lasted only seconds, yet the residual weight of his earlier attention returned full force, settling low in my stomach while I waited for my own order. When I stepped outside he was still at the curb. A brief comment about the bitter edge of the espresso stretched into a short conversation that felt denser than the words required. He left first. I walked the remaining distance to work with the ghost of his focus still pressed against my skin.The
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STORY 27 : OH YES,! HIT ME RIGHT THERE AT THAT SPOT
Chapter OneLila’s POVThe elevator opened onto music and the low murmur of voices already settled into the night.I stepped out onto the rooftop with a paper cup of something citrus and sharp, the city spread in scattered gold beyond the glass barrier. String lights hung in loose loops overhead. A small group clustered near the far end familiar faces from overlapping circles, the kind of gathering that never quite required an invitation. Maya spotted me first and waved me over with the bright insistence of someone who had already decided the evening needed one more person.Cole stood slightly apart from the main cluster.I noticed him before Maya finished introducing us. Tall, dark shirt, the kind of stillness that made the surrounding conversation feel louder. When Maya said his name he turned fully, attention landing on me with a calm, complete focus that skipped the usual polite scan. His handshake was firm, brief, and left a faint residual awareness across my palm after he releas
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Elias’s pov I didn’t sleep.The rain kept coming down in sheets against the glass, and every time I closed my eyes I felt the heat of his mouth again, the way his hips had pushed up against mine on the floor, the broken sound he’d made when my hand slid under the waistband of his jeans. The memory sat in my chest like a live wire. By the time the sky started to lighten I was already dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed with my elbows on my knees, trying to force the want back into the box it belonged in.It didn’t work.The door to my room opened without a knock.Noah stepped inside like he had every right to be there. Barefoot. Same thin white T-shirt from the night before, hanging loose on his frame. Hair messy. Mouth still faintly swollen. He closed the door behind him and leaned against it, eyes locked on mine.“You don’t get to decide this alone,” he said.I stood. “Get out.”“No.”He pushed off the door and crossed the room. Slow. Deliberate. The same way he’d been moving ar
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Chapter 3 Elias’s pov The threat call came through at dusk.Not a drill. Not a flagged plate this time. Confirmed movement two men asking questions in the building’s service levels, photographs of Noah circulating on a closed channel. I locked the penthouse down hard. Blackout curtains. Secondary alarms armed. Noah didn’t argue when I told him to stay in the main room where I could see him. He just sat on the edge of the couch with his elbows on his knees and watched me work the tablet like the silence itself was a weapon.Hours stretched. Updates trickled in. The men were gone by the time building security swept the lower floors, but the message was clear enough. Someone was still probing. Someone still wanted access.I didn’t sit. Didn’t eat. Just moved between the windows and the feeds, jaw tight, the old familiar burn of readiness under my skin. Noah stayed quiet the whole time. Too quiet. Every time I glanced over he was already looking at me, eyes dark in the low light, like h
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Chapter 2 Elias pov The first time Noah ignored a direct order, it was over coffee.I told him to stay inside while I cleared the building’s lower levels after a flagged plate in the garage. Standard protocol. He waited exactly four minutes, then walked out of the penthouse and into the hallway like the rules were optional.I found him leaning against the wall by the elevators, barefoot, scrolling his phone like he had all the time in the world.“I said stay inside.”He didn’t look up. “You were taking too long.”“That’s not how this works.”“Then make it work faster.”I stepped in close enough that he had to tilt his head back to meet my eyes. Close enough to smell the soap on his skin and the faint trace of whatever he put in his hair. He didn’t flinch. Just held my stare with that same quiet challenge he’d been wearing since day one.“You leave without me again,” I said, voice low, “and I lock the elevators from the inside. Try me.”Something flickered across his face. Not fear.
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STORY 1: STRETCH ME DEEPER, COACH! 1
Chapter 1: The Booking I stared at my phone screen, thumbs hovering, heart already doing that stupid fluttery thing it always did when I thought about texting him. It was barely nine in the morning on a stupidly hot Saturday in July, and my dorm room felt like a sauna. The upcoming gymnastics
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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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