All Chapters of Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Violet I entered the already opened room, breathing hard. My chest rose and fell as my eyes swept across the space.The room felt heavy with tension. Penelope and Kai stood on either side of Sebastian’s bed, silent, their expressions unreadable. I didn’t linger on them, I turned my gaze straight to him.Sebastian was sitting up slightly, leaning against the bed frame, a glass of water trembling in his hand. His eyes weren’t on me, they were fixed on the far wall, nervous, as if something would devour him the moment he moved.The sight of the machines attached to his body, the bandage wrapped around his head, and the pale hue of his skin made my chest tighten. He looked weak, exhausted, but he was alive.“Sebastian…” The word left my mouth in a shaky whisper.Every head in the room turned toward me. Sebastian froze the second our eyes met, and he slowly smiled. “Violet,” he said, his voice hoarse.The sound of my name struck me like a jolt. My lips parted in disbelief, and for a mome

Violet Keeping Hades Sinclair’s hands off me was like trying to tame fire, every time I tried, it only burned hotter. And I did try. God, I tried to keep his hands to himself in the car, at least until we got inside. I told myself to keep a straight face, to ignore the way his hand gripped my thigh, the way his fingers brushed against the inner part every few seconds like he couldn’t help himself. I even swatted his hand away once.It didn’t work.By the time we reached the house, I was already trembling inside. Every brush of his fingers in the car had left a spark under my skin, and now I was burning. The moment the front door opened, all that careful control I’d held onto crumbled.Hades didn’t wait for me to step inside. His arm slid around my waist from behind, pulling me back against him with a force that stole my breath. Before I could even find my voice to protest, his mouth claimed mine.I gasped into the kiss, my fingers clutching his shoulders for balance as he kicked the

Violet I saw stars. It wasn’t an exaggeration, I really saw stars.The world went white as I fought for my life. My body shuddered. My bound hands strained uselessly against the restraints, the rough tug biting into my skin as I thrashed, desperate and helpless against them.And it was all his fault. This beautiful devil between my thighs was insatiable, feasting on me as if he had all the time in the world.“A-ahh! F–fuck!” My cry echoed through the room. My legs trembled as I tried to close them around his head, but he was stronger. Every flick of his tongue sent fire racing through my veins. He knew exactly what he was doing, this man devoured me like I was his favorite meal, determined to savor every last drop.He alternated between slow strokes and quick, teasing flicks. Every sound that slipped from my lips only seemed to feed his hunger, pushing him to take more and give more in return. I was so sensitive that even the slightest brush of air against my skin sent shivers throu

Hades I’d been in countless situations before, high-stakes, no way out, odds stacked sky-high against me, and every damn time, I’d found a way through. I always did. I was Hades Sinclair, the man people didn’t cross unless they had a death wish. So why the hell was my pulse racing? Why did my jaw clench, my breath hitch, my thoughts scatter like I’d forgotten how to think? Oh, right. Because of her. I watched the woman kneeling in front of me, staring at my cock like she couldn’t decide whether to take it or run from it. Her eyes were wide, lips parted, torn between awe and hunger. A wicked thought crossed my mind, just one deep thrust. That’s all it would take. One move, and I’d be buried in her throat, watching her choke and gag around me, eyes watering, and lips trembling. The urge to thrust hit hard, my hips almost moving on their own, but I didn’t. I stopped myself. I’d agreed to her little game, and I intended to see just how far she’d dare to take it. Still, I couldn’t

Violet Hades pushed the door open with one hand, the other holding me tightly against him as he carried me inside. The room was dark, but we didn’t need light to see what we were doing. The moment the door shut, his mouth found mine, his teeth catching my lower lip before he claimed me in a kiss so fierce it made my head spin.I wrapped my arms around his neck, breathless, lost in the way he kissed me. His tongue slid against mine, deep and demanding, tasting me like I was something he’d been starving for.It hit me then, he’d just been inside my mouth moments ago, and yet, here he was, kissing me without hesitation, or shame.Most men wouldn’t. Matthew never did. He’d always turn his face away if I tried to kiss him after he came in my mouth, as if I were something filthy for wanting closeness, when it was him who’d left the mess. But Hades kissed me harder, like he wanted to taste every trace of himself on my lips. Like the thought of it only made him hungrier.Fuck, it was filthy,