Lahat ng Kabanata ng On My Knees, Daddy: A Compilation of Short Stories : Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

"My brother’s best friend was looking like a snack and so, when he called out, I decided to go have a taste. The snack turned out to be perhaps the most delicious three-course meal I ever had"Emily’s POVThere was no better thing to do than me pretending to scroll through my phone in the living room sofa. However, my eyes kept drifting toward the open doorway of the study. Cole sat at the desk there, hunched slightly over his laptop, completely focused on whatever code or spreadsheet he was working through.He had come straight from the gym earlier and never bothered to put on a shirt. Sweat still glistened along the ridges of his abdomen, highlighting every cut of his six-pack. The low light from the desk lamp caught the definition and made his skin look warm, inviting, and almost edible. I swallowed hard and tried to look away.It did not help that I had overheard Sarah talking about him last weekend at the coffee shop. She had leaned across the table, voice low and conspiratorial,

 “I waited twenty-two years for this moment. I just didn’t expect it to terrify me.” “If this is how desire feels, it might actually kill me—and part of me wants to find out.”   Elizabeth’s POV   I sat on the edge of the bed in nothing but my white cotton panties. My legs were pressed together and my hands twisted in the sheets. The room smelled faintly of his cedarwood body wash and the vanilla candle I had lit earlier to calm my nerves. The flame danced, throwing soft gold light across the walls. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat.   Tonight was the night.   I had waited twenty-two years for this moment. Not out of some religious vow or fear, but because I wanted it to mean something. I wanted it to be

“I don’t pretend to be innocent. I just pretend not to care who notices.”   CHAPTER 1: LITTLE SEDUCTRESS.    Kraven’s POV:  Today was my first day at Elite High School. My parents had transferred me from my former high school, because I was well known for my sexscapades. They wanted a fresh start for me and a clean slate for college, if only they knew what I had been up to since I arrived here. I wouldn't call myself a slüt, but there was just something about sêx that kept you on your toes, especially if you did it with the right person.    I knew I was beautiful, my friends complimented me all the time, and even if they didn't, I stared at my reflection every single day. Men were lucky to get my attention, girls wanted a taste of me, and younger boys creamed their pants at

“Yes, he was older. Yes, he was my dean. And no—I didn’t stop. Before I walked away from this university, I must fück you sir"     A NIGHT OUT.    Crea’s POV:   The club was buzzing with life; every corner was packed with people. I saw some familiar faces and some not-so-familiar ones, but all in all, we were mostly students from the university.   We had a week until graduation and everyone wanted a good time before saying our final goodbyes. I can't believe it, in a few days we will actually be graduates.   “Crea let’s dance!” my friend Jane hollered, her eyes were already hazy with alcohol. I chuckled, Jane could be so silly, she was the daring clown of the group, I wished

 “Creation was the easy part. Desire is what ruined everything.”       CHAPTER ONE: Athalia’s POV:       I stared at my newest creation in awe, If someone had told me a few years back I would be able to create something as complicated as a human being, I would have laughed so hard you would think I was running crazy, but here I was staring at the creature in front of me, my head unable to wrap around the fact that I created it.       The creature looked around my lab, fascinated by every single thing. I couldn't help but smile; he was like a newborn baby.       &l