All For You, Daddy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 211 - チャプター 220

Julia looks at the high stone walls penning us in from all sides, then over at me, chewing on her bottom lip. "I was still thirteen when you started to build them. It was silly...but I convinced myself it was my fault. That my trespassing was the final straw.""In a way, it was," I say, surprising myself.Surprising Julia, too. "How?""You...were the last good thing, the last genuine person I met before my family descended like vultures, picking me apart. And I guess I just wanted to let my hatred fester. If you came back, I never would have been able to do it." My laughter is slightly uneven. "I was right, wasn't I? You're back here for one day and I've already..."We stop at the gate the leads out to the cliffs. "You've already what, Ramsy?"I force the words out, even though they leave me vulnerable. Flapping in the wind like a goddamn sheet on the drying line. "I don't want to hate anymore." I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, the softness of her expression making it dif

I pitch sideways and take her with me, down into the grass, gathering her close. I can't get her close enough, no matter what I do. But I try. I enfold Julia tightly in my arms and rock her, saying words into her ear I've never said to another soul. That I need her. That I'm fucking lost without her. That I'll never let anything or anyone hurt her again. Somehow I'm still holding back those three most important words, though. They're roped to my chest because I'm not sure yet if she'll try to leave me, and if she does, she'll rip me wide open. So I hold that final part of me back, even though it doesn't feel right. Feels fucking wrong. She should know I love her.My thoughts narrow down to her beauty when she turns and smiles up at me, drowsy and dewy in the last rays of the sunset."What are you thinking about?" I ask her, desperate to know.She wets her lips. "I've always been afraid what would happen if I let out what's inside of me. Every ounce of it. But I just did, with you...an

Somehow I already sense the answer to that question as I run from the room, traveling through the foyer, out the main entrance and onto the grass. My chest is tighter than a drum as I approach him, fingertips pressed to my lips to keep a cry from escaping. But eventually I can't anymore and I make a shallow sound, causing Ramsy's sledgehammer to pause mid-swing.Slowly, he turns around—and reveals a man possessed. His black hair hangs down low over his brow, sweat running in rivulets down the sides of his handsome face."Ramsy," I say, unable to get my voice above a whisper, thanks to the strain in my throat. "What are you doing?"His big shoulders heave with exertion, and absently I notice the claw marks I left. Great red streaks running down the middle of his beautiful chest. "The last thing I can do to keep you here." He drops the sledgehammer beside his right foot, the tool hitting the ground loudly. "I asked you to face your fear without facing mine. I'm fixing that now. Look at

"Roll the window up and stay put," I growl at Dobbs."Yes, sir."This isn't the first time we've had to fuck with Dobbs in the vicinity. The first time, he couldn't look me in the eye for a week. Especially after hearing the way Julia screams for Daddy when she comes. He never openly watches. I wouldn't allow that. But there are times when there's simply no choice but to feed the hunger while he's present.When I reach Julia, her fingers are down the front of her panties and she's petting herself, her back arched against the side of the limo. Her nipples are puckered behind the thin material of her tank top, her thighs tight around that fondling hand. Every time I think she can't get hotter, she does. She lets loose a little more and blows my mind."We can do better than that," I growl, capturing her wrist and ripping her hand free of her underwear, my lips crushing down on hers, plundering her with my tongue, licking the whimper clean out of her perfect little mouth. "Poor baby girl,

"That's too bad..." I say, circling the desk in his direction. "Because unfortunately, planning a party requires a lot of input from the client. You." I perch myself on the lip of Locke's desk, immediately to his right. And I cross my legs slowly, letting him peruse my thighs. Letting him catalogue my garter belts and a hint of pink panties. "We'd have to work closely together to make sure everything runs...smooth. And tight."Once upon a time, I was something of a flirt. Some even called me a tease.I've always enjoyed being a little daring with my wardrobe. For myself. My own enjoyment. Frilly underthings, sexy clothes and new makeup trends are my jam. Unfortunately, men expect a certain behavior out of me because of my clothing. But I am not a seductress. I've had a boyfriend or two in the distant past, but ever since what happened and I found Locke? Other men don't exist for me anymore. There is only this man right in front of me. I'm compelled to establish a physical connection w