All Chapters of Sin For me, Daddy.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Screaming His Name.

Chapter 80. Rosealba’s head turned in Drystan’s direction, her palm, shielding the sight of her slightly parted lips. A knowing smile stretched his lips—a reflection of how he felt from within—seeing her smile. Rosealba’s eyes glanced back to the room and her breath caught again like it was the first glance of it. The warm glow of the golden sconces cast a soft, dreamy light over the space. Deep red balloons were tied with delicate gold ribbons and they floated along the ceiling, swaying in gentle movement that welcomed her in. Rosealba took a step in, her shoe dropping onto soft petals, lush and velvety that were scattered across the polished floor and plush leather seats, filling the air with their intoxicating scent. Her heart melted as her legs navigated through the lush—petals that were littered on the floor, yet gave the space an ethereal feel. Her eyes glimmered with warmth as she stared around, breathing in the scent of petals. Men like Drystan. A man whose pu

Last Updated : 2025-02-24

A Need To Have Her.

Chapter 81. Drystan’s jaws clenched as Rosealba pulled her tan-colored cloth, revealing the black turtle neck that hugged her body. With deliberate slowness, Rosealba reached for the hem of her turtled neck, lifting it up, slow and steady till it was above her neck before she finally pulled it away. Drystan’s muscle pinched as her exposed back came into his view. Skin, shining under the glow of the chandelier light. Heck! His eyes followed the tender movement of her hand as she dropped the turtle's neck on the coat that rested on the floor. His breath hitched, and his eyes moved back to her exposed back that was under the subtle grip of her black bra. A deep, low growl escaped his throat and he immediately tightened his hand into a fist—an attempt to decipher the thoughts, but desire slithered through him, raw and intense they nagged at him to step forward. Rosealba eased her neck, every action, deliberate and taunting. She reached her hand to her back, grabbing her bra,

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A submissive slut.

Rosealba stared beneath her nose, glaring at the sight of her dress that was within the reach of her eyes. She ran her sweaty palm against her clothes, nervous to take a step. She had been standing for 5 minutes after she fixed her dress and wore the shoe that Drystan handed over to her, but she couldn't take a step forward. She had worn this dress without a mirror to inform her of her look and she feared that she might not look good, but she trusted Drystan to always provide her with an outfit that aligned with her body type. Rosealba took a step forward, her Christian Louboutin heels clicking against the floor. She hesitated for some seconds, before schooling herself through. “I am ready.” She mumbled pressing her lips together. Her voice a hammering whisper, failed to conceal her nervousness. Drystan turned. He had faced the other side of the jet because he didn't trust himself to not pull her closer and fuck her without control. His eyes found her the moment he turned a

Last Updated : 2025-02-25

A Flight To Florence.

The flight from Rome to Florence was quick and brisk, but Rosealba slept her flight through it. The excitement from work and Drystan's surprise had overwhelmed her pleasantly to the land of nature and Drystan? He watched her sleep through the flight, his gaze never leaving her for even a second. ** As the jet landed, at the airport in Florence Drystan knew the moment was here— so close it was almost suffocating. He stepped out of the jet, his black-on-black suit crips and tailored, clung to his body, his presence, commanding. The city light of Florence twinkled in the distance but his attention was focused on only her, his woman. A rush of crisp air, welcomed Rosealba as she began to descend the airstairs that were covered with red carpet. Her dress flowed like liquid slik as she took her first step. The warmth of the cool evening breeze graced her skin, lifting her blonde hair to the sky. Each step she took, gentle yet delicate was a promise told by the slit on her thigh

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Be My Woman, Rosealba.

Drystan voice deep yet tender, reverberated through the air as he stretched his hand forward. “Shall we?” Rosealba spared him a glance. Her lips curled into a gentle smile and she nodded. The glow from the vintage streetlamp bathed her in golden hues, her blonde hair shimmering. Beside her, tall and powerful, Drystan walked, draped in his all-black custom-tailored suit and coat—feeling something dangerously close to vulnerability, not because he doubted himself but because she ruled over him with every measured step, her heels clicking softly against the cobblestone pavement as they approached the entrance of the exclusive rooftop restaurant. The restaurant's double glass doors slid open soundlessly, revealing an opulent interior bathed in the soft glow of candlelight and hanging Edison bulbs. The moment they walked in—Like powerful couples, the air stilled and the head turned in their direction. Conversation between the managers and workers stilled. The air thickened with t

Last Updated : 2025-02-26

His Turn To Eat Her.

Rosealba’s eyes twinked with tears. Finally, she was worthy—worthy of a man, and she didn't have to try, nor doubt it. She didn't have to doubt his love for her. She sniffed back, caressing his cheeks with her thumb and watching him twitch instinctively underneath her touch. Her eyes held onto his for some seconds longer. Time stretched and each second became an intoxicating mix of allure and fear. Drystan’s heart pounded so hard against his ear, curiosity, and anticipation evident in his eyes. “I am yours, Drystan. I will always and forever be.” In a low whisper, her voice dropped the shell into him. Drystan’s fist tightened and his tensed muscle relaxed, her reply—stripping him of every worry and replacing it with a sense of power— giving him total power and domination over her. His racing heart calmed, seconds after seconds till he didn't hear any of his breath In his ear again. His lips stretched and a genuine smile plastered his face. She was his woman! Officiall

Last Updated : 2025-02-27

Sucking Her.

Rosealba’s breath hitched, catching in her throat. She stared at Drystan who’s head was currently buried between her thighs, and her skin prickled as he trailed soft and gentle kisses against her skin, coursing her to shiver. Drystan’s muscles pinched, and his jaws locked as he trailed gentle kisses against her inner thighs, loving the soft quiver of her body against his grip. The bream of his nose grazed her delicate skin, taking in the scent of her arousal, and… “Gosh…” Drystan puured In a low gentle growl, throwing his head backward and savoring her scent. “Such beautiful hole….You smell… you smell awesome, Sunshine. Like my favorite plate of breakfast lunch and dinner. Rosealba chuckled, loving the teasing effect of his words as they mingled with the effect of his actions. Her nipples twitched underneath the shelter of her cloth and she burned from within, eager to be greedily sucked. Drystan lowered his head again, kissing gently on her thighs while staring up at

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Loving His Touch.

Chapter 87. Rosealba chuckled. His words soothed her like the work of his hand against her boobs. Rosealba could barely believe she was this person. A lady who suddenly said nasty words without the fear of being judged. One who could finally be herself without the fear of discrimination. Drystan pinched on her nipples, sparing her a wink. “Loving my touch?” Rosealba body jerked. Convulsing. Her palm rested on the table and she threw her head backward as Dryatsn twitched her swollen nipples against his finger, loving every bit of her reaction. His cock kicked harder as he drank her naked body in. Hunger tightened at his abdomen. His hand moved to her neck and he grabbed it in a possessive hold, watching her tremble. “Do you know how crazy you are driving me?” “How can you be so relaxed sunshine, when I can barely think sanely in each second?” Rosealba's heart made a backflip, so quick and brisk she felt the consequences downing into her stomach in a sharp sensati

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Taking His Cock.

Chapter 88. Those were the last words he said before thrusting his mighty self into her slim tight self. “Arghhhhh!!” Rosealba screamed, arching and pressing into him. Her eyes watered as he filled her up, stretching her tight pussy.A low growl escaped Drystan’s lips. “Goodness.” He groaned throwing his head backward, but he didn't stop. Instead, he pulled himself halfway out of her pussy and slammed into her welcoming hole in one smooth slit again. “Yes!!!” Rosealba cried out loud, the sensations shooting right down to her toes and up to her belly. It was like being hit by a train… it was too fast and unexpected, sending her senses reeling as his full size penetrated her pussy. Drystan groaned, taking a minute to adjust to her tight self while kissing around her sweaty face. “You are so tight, sunshine... And so… so good.” The vein at the side of his neck twitched and he groaned, picking up his thrust, slow and steady at first. “Oh…” Rosealba moaned, feeling

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Splitting Her Open.

Chapter 89. Rosealba woke up the next morning, her body aching, her pussy sore from the relentless passion of the previous night. A low groan slipped past her lips as she stretched against the plush bed, her limbs weak yet sated. The silk sheets were cool against her skin, a stark contrast to the heat still lingering between her thighs. She reached for the other side of the bed, her fingers brushing against emptiness. Her brows knitted as she patted the space where Drystan should have been. A flicker of disappointment coiled in her chest. She swallowed hard and attempted to sit up, but the sharp ache between her legs reminded her exactly why her body felt so weak. “Monster,” she cursed in Polish, though the word lacked venom. Instead, a ghost of a smile danced on her lips as last night’s memories flooded her mind. The lavish rooftop restaurant in Florence, the candlelit ambiance casting golden hues over Drystan’s impossibly handsome features. The way he had gazed at her, the in

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