All Chapters of Make Me Moan, Daddy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

DOMENICOMaybe I shouldn’t have said that.Maybe I really shouldn’t have asked her that, because the moment the words slipped off my tongue, the line went silent.For a split second, I thought Reina had hung up.But she hadn’t.She was still there.Still listening.Still hearing the sound of my heartbeat pounding like a war drum inside my chest.It was so loud, so wild, I swore she could hear it through the phone, every frantic thud betraying how completely she owned me.But she wouldn’t say a word.Not a damn sound.And that silence… that silence terrified me.It would’ve made sense if she yelled, if she cursed, if she threw all the mean names in the world at me, I’d take that over this suffocating quiet. Anything was better than this awful stillness that made my heart bleed and my control slip. It was making every bones in my body screaming and my cock leaking from fear.Damn it. I don’t do fear.I was the one who made people fear me.Yet here I was, breath uneven, pulse trembling,

REINAThe silence stretched, thick and charged. I could hear him breathing through the line—low, uneven, and rough—the kind of sound that did things to me I didn’t want to admit.For a heartbeat, neither of us spoke. It was as though the entire world narrowed to that one moment, to the pulse in my throat and the weight of his voice hanging in my ear.“Reina,” he said at last, quieter this time, his voice dragging over my name like velvet over a bruise. “You have no idea what you do to me.”I closed my eyes, pressing the phone closer. Every word from him felt heavy, deliberate, designed to pull something raw out of me. I hated how easily he could do that, how quickly my walls crumbled whenever he spoke.My mind told me to hang up. My body didn’t move.I could picture him: shirt half-buttoned, sleeves rolled up, that sharp edge of control just barely keeping him together with his thick, long, fat cock in hand. Stroking his cock slowly, teasing himself for me. Just for me.The image alon

REINA The next picture made my heart squeeze.Me and Paolo.Our first date as a couple.We were sitting too close in that little café downtown—his arm slung around me, his grin boyish and smug, mine soft and shy. I remembered the way his thumb had brushed over my knuckles under the table, the way he’d looked at me like I was something fragile and rare.My fingers trembled as I traced his face in the photograph, the glossy paper cool beneath my skin.His smile looked so alive, so full of promise it hurt to look at it.A sad smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it. The kind that carried both warmth and regret.If only I could reach through that picture, freeze that moment—before everything went wrong, before I learned that love could feel this heavy.“He’s been good to you,” my aunt said softly. “You know, I never told you this, but I’m grateful to Paolo. He’s given you a good life. A stable one I couldn't give you. I don’t worry about you as much anymore. It was all thanks to h

REINASomething stirred me awake.It wasn’t a sound, not really, more like a feeling. A shift in the air. A weight pressed against me from behind, slow and deliberate, like the rhythm of breathing turned into touch.For a moment, I didn’t move. My mind floated somewhere between sleep and waking, warm and hazy, until the awareness sharpened. Domenico’s erection, solid and heavy, pressing against my back.His arm was still wrapped around my waist the way it had been when I fell asleep. But now his hand had wandered. Resting lower. Almost too low.And there was something else. A steady, subtle movement against the curve of my hips.I went still, pulse stuttering.He was half asleep, maybe dreaming, maybe not, but his body was betraying him. That slow friction, the faint hitch of his breath against my neck, told me exactly what kind of dream he was having.For a few seconds, I tried to convince myself it didn’t mean anything. That he didn’t know what he was doing. But then I heard him whi

DOMENICO"You want to get off, right? Then get off, use any part of my body you want. But please, please don't put it in." That was all the permission I needed, and I did exactly what she said. No more, no less.I was already down to my boxer briefs before getting into the bed, so there was not much to do. And Reina was only clad in her lace panties, I had already checked when she was sleeping.Don't call me a freak, or a pervert for touching a sleeping woman, I just couldn't keep my hands to myself. Not when her luscious ass was rubbing against my crotch, igniting fire in me."Spread your legs." I said gently, I was visibly shaking as I pulled my briefs free, my cock jumping out of my boxers, slapping against my chest.I was already hard, God. So achingly hard for her, for this beautiful woman."Oh, daddy!" Reina gasped immediately her eyes landed on my cock that was throbbing hard for her.She reached forward, taking my cock in one hand. "So big." She moaned out as she wrapped her