All Chapters of Please Me, Daddy: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Grace I laughed at something Jaxon said, flashing my teeth before I even realized it. It had only been five minutes since River’s friends sat down, and already they had me forgetting what I came here to do in the first place. Danielle, Jaxon, and Cedric were all so funny, tossing jokes around, that I barely noticed time slipping by. If River wasn’t quietly reminding me every once in a while to eat, I probably wouldn’t have touched my food at all.Danielle leaned in, grinning. “The bald dude was so proud, I had to tell him I was gay. And even if I were into men, which I’m not, he’d be the last person I’d ever go for.”I chuckled at her words, shaking my head. In just a short time, I’d already learned so much about them. They’d all been friends since childhood. Danielle liked women, while Jaxon and Cedric were dating each other. It almost seemed unfair how attractive they all were. No wonder the opposite sex chased after them relentlessly. Honestly, I couldn’t blame them. Sitting here

GraceThe vibrating suddenly stopped.I froze, not expecting it to end as soon as it had started. My breath caught in my throat, my body still quivering, and before I could stop myself, I looked back. Apollo’s back was already to me, his tall frame moving toward the exit, walking away as if none of it had ever happened to begin with.Genesis, who had just lifted her fork, widened her eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she muttered. “I just started eating.”Apollo didn’t respond, or looked back. Maybe he didn’t hear her, or maybe he just didn’t care.Genesis sighed dramatically, stood up, grabbed an apple from the tray, and turned. Her eyes landed on me, and she smiled, before giving me a quick wink.Luckily, no one else noticed. The tables were close enough that it was hard to tell exactly who she’d aimed the smile at. But I knew that mysterious smirk was meant for me.”“Huh?” Cedric muttered beside me, frowning. “That’s weird. Why did the boss even come to the cafeteria if he wasn’

Grace Have you ever been in a situation where dozens of eyes were on you at once? Because that was me, sitting there while rich, important people looked at me like I was nothing more than a sheep about to be slaughtered. My fingers clenched my skirt under the table. Oh, what the hell. This was unbearable. And why on earth did Austin make it sound like I was the only one who did everything? I had only told Apollo what I thought, and he was the one who actually went inside, did whatever he did, and found out the truth. I risked a glance at him. Apollo sat there casually, as if completely unaware of the storm he’d thrown me into. I had never felt this way before, but for the first time in my life, I really wanted to smack him in the head. “She? Are you serious?” one director scoffed, his voice sharp. “She solved the problem? I heard the rumors but thought they were just rumors. How could she do that?” Another leaned forward, frowning. “Right? This is suspicious. How can she solve s

Apollo Women were like flowers. You opened them petal by petal, made them bloom. There was nothing more satisfying than watching the process, the waiting, the soft resistance, the moment they couldn’t hold back anymore. Day after day, until they finally unfolded in your hands.And right now, that flower was the woman standing in front of me, the one I couldn’t get out of my head. Damn it, I was hard. Could you blame me? She was spread wide open for me, her skin flushed, her panties soaked through. I could hear the faint buzzing from where I sat, the vibrator deep inside her, set to the highest pace. It was working her over mercilessly, and still, she bit her lip, trying not to lose control.I saw her legs twitch, the way she tried to press them shut every time the pleasure became too much. The struggle only made me harder. Grace, squirming, fighting to hold herself together, it was maddeningly beautiful.”I was done playing games.I wanted her wrecked, ruined, flushed and desperate

Grace I swallowed hard, my throat tightening as I looked at him. I didn’t even know how to answer his question. It wasn’t my fault. He was the one who’d set the vibrator to the highest level, the one who knew exactly when to push me over the edge with his mouth. He was the skilled one. And I didn’t even know I could squirt. Whenever I overheard other women brag about how incredible it felt, I’d always thought they were exaggerating. That kind of thing happened to them, not to me. Yet here I was, still trembling from the aftermath of something I’d never even believed was possible. “Should we do an experiment, Miss Grace?” His low voice snapped me out of my daze. My eyes flicked to his face, those hazel eyes, darker now, locked on me with an intensity that made it hard to breathe. I blinked. Why does this feel like a tricky and dangerous question? Was it because I knew this look? I knew when he was beyond self-control. And this was one of those times. Apollo Reed had the eyes of