All Chapters of DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

We stared at each other. I mean, I stared at him. I was sure I was the one doing the staring, all he did was dig into his food and ate.It was not as if I wasn’t hungry but I couldn’t help but stare. The thing kept nagging in my head. How the Fuck did I get aroused from only a handshake.I tried so hard to take out the image of his face from my mind but I couldn’t. Those emerald green eyes bear seating into my mind as if it didn’t want to leave.“So eh ... .did you go to college?” he asked and I jolted out of my thoughts. He was staring at me, his dark brows furrowed, as he took in my confused expression.“College? No? My uhhh dad’s family didn't deem it fit that I was worthy to go to college” I said bitterly and his green eyes studied me curiously.“Didn’t deem it fit?” He repeated and I sighed. I hated talking about this but it was okay to share, especially with my father’s friend—scratch that, best friend“I meant my Dad’s family took all he left for me and didn’t even let me atte

The taxi stopped outside the building. A normal person would have looked out to see who was watching her go into this kind of establishment. But not me, maybe I wasn’t normal. I had come down here after work, because I couldn’t beat it anymore. The longer I waited the more horny I became. Which was what led me right here and I hoped Nathan was around, he was one of the workers here that I was comfortable having his cock in me.I just waltzed right inI shouldn’t be this horny, I know. The thing was I couldn’t help it, I needed something, someone to fill up, I sighed and grabbed my phone and dialed Nathan. Nathan was one person who understood my body as well as myself. That’s before my ex boyfriend just killed whatever sex drive I had. The line rang but there was no response from the other end, maybe he was busy with something or didn’t want to pick my call I couldn’t tell but he sure as hell wasn’t picking my calls and I scowled.Damn you Nathan. I cursed under my breath and shovele

Mark’s POVShe knew what she was doing. I was pretty much sure she knew exactly what she was doing. I noticed her glances, the way she bit her lips when I had kissed her forehead yesterday, looking away when I caught her staring. She was beautiful, captivating—every man’s dream—but she was my best friend’s daughter. I wasn’t going to hit on her. Ever. Not even at gunpoint. After she left yesterday I just couldn’t rest easy, I couldn’t stop thinking about her when I had gotten home, to the moment I fell asleep, even in my dreams.I sighed now, lit my cigar, and took a drag. She was something else. How could someone be so shameless as to tell her boss that the reason she came in late was that she was craving sex and spent the previous night at a whorehouse? Her boldness was unnerving, yet I had to admit, I admired it. What scared me was how far she was willing to go to get anyone she wanted into her bed.I tossed away the remainder of my cigar and poured myself a drink. She was alluring

I had never heard him use this tone on me ever, all he did was drawl, spoke in low tones or stare at me. But give me a sharp retort? No. Had I gone too far to anger him this much, I didn’t think so. But his eyes were so dark and full of annoyance that I second guessed myself but that didn’t stop my mouth from sprouting words.“I don’t tell you what to do?” I echoed. I gave him an annoyed glare of my own. Why was I so angry?“Who do you think you are? Who are you to decide how my life could be?” I said angrily. I walked forward till I was face to face, or rather—face to chest. He was a good six foot eight and he towered over me.He laughed, the laughter wasn’t even meant to be funny or endearing. It was a warning, his green eyes were almost as dark as mine. He glared down at me, his jaw tick with barely restrained anger.“Go back to work Sage, we’ll talk about this later” he said calmly but it seemed I had a death wish.“No, we’ll talk about this right now” I cried. I was honestly don

Mark’s POVI felt bad for doing that to her, for making her aroused then leaving her there. I had heard her sob a little when I put my ear to the door. Nothing felt worse than that, she was a grown woman. If she wanted to have sex with me, in consent it wasn’t a bad thing but what was holding me back. Sage was very beautiful, more beautiful than any woman I know. Her body was every man’s dream and I wasn’t as if I wasn’t sexually active in fact I had sex whenever I could. Sabrina and I had become exclusive and she and I had sex every chance we got. I still feel like I was missing a part of me even after sex with Sabrina. It has been like that over the years. No woman could give me that sense of satisfaction, only just temporary pleasure.Sabrina was a darling, I liked her company. She was funny as a person but very demanding in bed. I sighed and rubbed my temples, feeling a mild pounding in my head.Fuck, headache.I poured myself a drink and gulped it down at once. Damn why was it