All Chapters of On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Chapter One: Soft Moans   The bonfire had died down to glowing embers by ten-thirty. The kids, eighty-something tenth- and eleventh-graders from Elites High, were finally zipped into their sleeping bags inside the cluster of army tents we’d pitched along the clearing. Ghost stories had turned to giggles, then yawns, then silence. Díckson and I had done the last sweep together: flashlights sweeping across canvas walls, counting heads, making sure no one had snuck off to smoke or worse.   “Looks clear,” he’d said, voice low so it wouldn’t carry. His shoulder brushed mine when he turned. I felt the heat of him even through both our jackets. “You heading to the cabin?”   “Yeah,” I lied. “Need to check tomorrow’s schedule one more time.”  

  His name was Julian Reyes. He was twenty-eight. He was a construction foreman, and he fell twenty feet off scaffolding onto rebar. He has multiple fractures, internal bleeding, and a lacerated spleen. They rushed him into surgery at 3:17 a.m. I was attending on call.   I scrubbed in.   The OR lights were merciless, white-hot, no shadows to hide in. When they cut away his clothes, I saw him properly for the first time. Broad shoulders, sun-darkened skin, a dusting of dark hair across his chest that narrowed into a trail disappearing beneath the waistband of his torn work pants. Even unconscious, even bleeding, he was stupidly beautiful. Sharp jaw, full lips slightly parted around the breathing tube, lashes fanning long against high cheekbones. The kind of face that makes you forget protocol.  

Chapter 1Melody's POVThe taxi driver kept taking glances at me, he probably thought he was sneaky, but he wasn't.I settled in my seat quietly, letting my thoughts flow with the view beside me.December 24th. That was today's date. It had taken me 24 days in the month of December to come up with this decision as late as possible.I just booked the flight and came. Landed about 20 minutes ago, and now I'm on my way back. Back to the place I grew up. To the place that hadn't felt like home since my dad died.Four whole years.Since I couldn't look at my mom the same anymore, couldn't talk to her and now, after 2 years of complete silence on both ends, in a spur-of-the-moment decision, I'm on my way to her home. To her.And I can't say that I'm not currently a bundle of nerves."We're here Miss"The driver's voice snapped me out of my spiral of thoughts, and the familiarity of the neighborhood snapped me with a wave of nostalgia.I hadn't told my mom I was coming for the holidays. More

Chapter 1   Lisa's Pov   Oh God, my heart's pounding as the hottie cop grabbed my wrist, with a rough grip, handcuffing me instantly threatening he will deal with me when I get to the station.   The lipstick and earrings I stole from the store fell off my hands, the owner wasn't aware I took them. Who cares?   My mistake, I didn't know the officer was watching, waiting for me to put it in my bag before he arrested me.   “Young lady,” he said, “You're under arrest.”   “What for?” I protested.   “You're under arrest,miss. Shoplifting is a felony," he groans, his voice deep and commanding, sending hot breaths in my ear.

Chapter 1   Catherine's pov   “Where the hell is the key hole?”   The world spinned as I tried to open the door to Sarah's apartment but I couldn't.   The alcohol had really hit me so bad. Then I tripped on my heels, when I reached for the doorframe for balance I ended up falling so hard on the floor.   Sarah's laughter filled the entrance, ringing in my ears as I lay down there in pain, dizzy and giggling because we were tipsy and everything felt funny.   “Take it easy with your steps Cath,” she said, “Give the keys to Axon to help you out, so you won't break your neck.”   Her husband reached out, helped me get on my feet.