All Chapters of Please Me, Daddy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Let’s have sex, Miss Grace

GraceI looked away from him.I had to.His gaze was too much. My chest tightened with everything flooding through me all at once, lust, pleasure, confusion, but above it all was one emotion I couldn’t ignore.Shame.I hated myself. Hated the way I allowed this to happen again.I had no idea why I kept walking back into these situations, why I kept letting myself get tangled up with this man. Maybe some sick part of me wanted it. Even now, with the warmth of his touch still lingering on my skin, all I wanted was to rewind time, and let him go down on me all over again.I refused to look at him. I didn’t want to see that expression, the same one from that night. The way he looked at me like I was nothing more than a woman trying to trade her body for money.That night, I didn't have a choice. I was drunk, desperate, and broken.But now? What was my excuse? Lust? What we just did, if anyone found out, it would look exactly like what he once accused me of. No, it would look even worse.

Could his cock really shut me up?

Grace “Let’s have sex, Miss Grace.” I choked on my spit. My hand flew up to my mouth as I coughed, trying to understand what I just heard. Sex? Like, actual sex? Was this some kind of test? A hallucination? I already thought my life was over five minutes ago when I ran my mouth like a damn fool, and especially when he confirmed that I was the woman from that night. I thought I’d hit rock bottom. But apparently, there was still a floor to crash through. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I whispered under my breath. I stared up at him, wide-eyed. “I-I think you must’ve made a mistake…” One brow lifted. Oh no. It's that look again. “Is that what you really think?” he asked, causally. “Do you honestly believe I make mistakes?” I didn’t respond, because I seriously doubted he ever made mistakes. Especially not the kind where he accidentally asked someone to have sex with him. I swallowed hard. “Then… w-why?” He tilted his head slightly, speaking as if we were discussing the weathe

Will she make a deal with the devil?

Apollo “You’re attracted to her!!” Genesis’s voice echoed off the walls of my office, loud enough to make the windows rattle. I pressed my fingers to my temple and leaned forward in my chair, already regretting not kicking her out the moment Grace walked away. “You’re loud,” I muttered, rubbing my head. “You’re really attracted to that girl,” she said again, slower this time, like her brain couldn’t process the data. “You, Apollo Reed, the man who acts allergic to women.” She plopped into the seat across from me, eyes still wide. “The last time I heard anything about you being with a woman, it was from the woman herself. Remember her? That blonde who cried to her high-society friends, bragging about how lucky she was to share your bed, until you walked out without a word. Real scumbag move.” I raised my head slowly, tilting it in thought. That story sounded vaguely familiar. Ah. Right. “The clingy one,” I said flatly. “I told her my rules before we started. She ignored them

Tell me about that hot boss of yours

Grace The restaurant was packed when I stepped inside. The scent of grilled meat and garlic butter filled the air, and I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at my lips. I was glad they were doing well. When Eleanor and Wyatt got married, everyone had something to say. People thought they were too young, too naïve, too impulsive. They snickered behind their backs, whispering about how long it would take before they filed for divorce. But I never doubted them. Eleanor and Wyatt were total opposites, but somehow, they just fit. I had seen the way they looked at each other. They loved each other, fought, cried, made up, and tried again. Maybe that’s why I had poured so much of my heart into Charles. Because I wanted something like what they had. Come to think of it, maybe Charles wasn’t the problem. Maybe I was, for putting too many expectations into the idea of love. Of trying so hard to force something to feel like fate when it clearly wasn't. “You have three days, Eleanor,

Get another dick in your system

Grace My face flushed immediately. Eleanor's smirk grew dangerously wide. “Ooh, look at you, all red and flustered. Something did happen, didn’t it? That’s why you’ve been twitchy and nervous all day!” I swatted her hand away and brought mine to my cheeks, which, unfortunately, felt like lava. “W-What are you talking about?” I said quickly, trying not to look like a cornered criminal. “Nothing happened. My face is always flushed. You know that. Don’t be so dramatic.” She gave me a mocking stare. “Yes, your face does get flushed. But it’s usually when something makes it flushed. For example—oh, I don’t know, when something happens between you and that breathtaking man of yours.” “I don’t have a man,” I muttered. “Sure, but something did happen between you and your boss.” “I’m serious, nothing happened. We didn’t even have sex!” Wyatt, who had been silent, glanced up from his juice and blinked. “So… you did something else?” My soul left my body. I turned toward him and Eleano

Take me to Reed Enterprises

Grace I groaned and touched my head, wincing as a sharp throb pulsed through my skull. “What the hell…” I muttered hoarsely. It felt like someone was pounding a hammer inside my brain. I groaned again, pressing my palm harder against my forehead. Every inch of my body felt sore, like I had run a marathon or been hit by a truck. I rolled onto my back and exhaled, hoping the ceiling would stop spinning. But the cold air brushing across my chest made me freeze. Wait. I pulled the sheet tighter around myself, heart hammering in my chest. Why did I feel so exposed? I peeked down slowly. “Oh my God.” I was naked. I was not even wearing a bra, and panties. My breath caught in my throat as my memory struggled to catch up with me. The club. “Let’s go to the club.” Eleanor had said. That’s right, I went out with them. But why couldn’t I remember anything after that? Did I get drunk again? My eyes widened in panic. “Did I—did I sleep with someone?” My hands flew to my face, heat

Fuck me, Apollo

Apollo I stared down at the documents on my desk, my brows slowly furrowing as the words began to blur together. A dull, familiar throb pushed its way through my skull. Another headache. I sighed sharply and removed the glasses perched on my nose, setting them down on the desk. I leaned back in my chair and pressed my fingers to my temples. The office was dark, and empty. I couldn’t help but smirk. Just like me. I glanced at the wall clock. 10:03 p.m Of course. I’d lost track of time again. Austin was still recovering in the hospital, so there was no one to drive me home tonight, not that it mattered. I’d just stay in the office, like I did yesterday. I shifted the pile of documents around. I needed one more file to wrap up this proposal, the one Chase said he left at the downstairs reception. I pushed myself out of my chair, slipping a hand into my pocket as I stepped out of the office. The halls were dimly lit, everyone had gone home. The elevator opened with a ding, and

Damn woman

Grace What does it feel like to kiss the devil, you might ask? I can’t really explain it. All I knew was that it was soft and fleeting, but enough to send my thoughts spiraling and my body tingling with need. Before I could think, before I could even breathe properly, he pulled away from me. My heart hammered in my chest like it wanted to break out. I stood there, stunned, touching my lips as the memory of it bloomed hot against my skin. Oh God. I just kissed my boss. I just kissed my boss. Fuck. I just kissed Apollo Reed. Drunk or not, I understood exactly what I’d done. I understood the implications, and consequences. The horrifying reality that I probably just nuked whatever dignity I had left. And yet, to hell with it, I wanted to do it again. My face burned as I looked up at him. His hazel eyes were darker now, and when he growled and stepped toward me, something inside me flared to life. “Do you have a death wish?” His voice was low, and furious. It was the scariest

Strip, and pleasure yourself for me

Apollo She slumped unconscious against me. Of course she would pass out now. I adjusted my hold on her. One arm slipped beneath her knees, the other wrapped around her back, cradling her. Her head dropped against my shoulder, her cheek brushing my collarbone, warm breath fanning my skin. She smelled faintly of honey and liquor. There was no use calling a ride, not when she couldn’t even stand on her own. I wasn’t about to hand her off to a stranger in this condition. I walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor. When the doors slid open, I stepped out and made my way into my office. Cradling her gently, I carried her into my private quarters, the space where I spent most nights. I nudged the door open with my foot and stepped inside. I didn’t bother turning on the lights. I laid her down on the bed. She shifted as I adjusted her position, a faint moan escaping her lips. Her face was flushed, cheeks pink, lashes resting against her skin. Her dark hair s

Just sit back, Daddy

Grace “Strip and pleasure yourself for me. Give me something worth watching.” His words echoed in my head like a bell that wouldn't stop ringing. I stared at him, sitting there on that black leather couch like he had all the time in the world. Pleasure myself? In front of him? My heart pounded so loud, I was sure he could hear it. I couldn’t tell if it was from nerves or lust. My legs trembled, but I was rooted in place. I swallowed hard, trying to collect my thoughts. But how could I, when this god-like man was staring at me like I was dessert, he wasn’t sure whether to savor or devour all at once. He still looked cold and composed. God, how did he do that? What was so calm about ordering a woman to undress and touch herself for his entertainment. He had touched me, explored every part of me with skilled hands and an even crueler mouth. And now, he wanted to watch me do it to myself. The idea alone sent a jolt through my spine. A shiver of shame, confusion, and something wo

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