All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sister: Daddy's Dangerous, Baby Girl : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Get up and take daddy's dick in your pussy, baby girl," he said, but he was still holding on to me by a fistful of hair while fucking my throat raw. I rolled my tear-filled eyes up at him, clinging to his toned calves for support. It was all I could do to keep breathing through my nose as his dick used me. He wasn't stopping though and I wasn't asking him to. My pussy needed the break. His broad shoulders shook with laughter. "I can't tell if that eye roll means you like my dick down your throat. Or if means you don't believe I can stop fucking your face, baby girl. Don't you have any faith in daddy at all?" he said coyly before he let out a satisfied, drawn out groan. The mirth in his eyes was replaced by gratification. I moaned profusely, shrugged my shoulders and raised an eyebrow. He wasn't exactly inspiring confidence.A sinister smirk took over his face, his other hand gliding through the strands of my wet hair. I was on my kne

"Fucking hell," I called out, holding on to her hips as she ricochetted up and down my dick. She smiled down at me coyly, hands squeezing her tits as she had her way with me. "Fuck yes," she cried, a wild look in her eyes as she scrunched up her face in pleasure. "Damn it, that's good. And you wanted to sleep." "Well excuse me," I said with a chuckle, snatching her hands off her tits to intertwine our fingers. "Have you really not ridden daddy's dick since our first night together? That's a fucking shame. My perfect whore rides dick like a mad woman on steroids," I said, gaze falling on the bandage around her shoulder. The doctor that dressed her wound just left. Olivia had to get stitches. When he was done attending to her, she insisted he take a look at my raw knuckles. She was probably tired out of her mind because I had worse injuries that she hadn't noticed yet. The worst of it was probably from The Dark Lord slamming into my back when I went after him. It still hurt l

(A few weeks ago) "Is Olivia with you?" Macy's voice boomed over the phone. No hello. No small talk. No he was a dick for forgetting about their one year anniversary. Just one simple question. I came up to Harmon, who was seated by the restaurant's bar, to let him know our clients made an abrupt exit. Instead I found myself frozen in place right behind him, eavesdropping on their phone call. They only ever argued about one thing: me. "Shit. Our date. Mace, this Japanese client—" Harmon tried to explain, but Macy cut him off, her voice still so loud I heard every word. "Is Olivia with you? Yes or no Harmon," Macy persisted. Disoriented from a night of heavy drinking and trying to get closer to listen in, I stumbled and tripped over my own two feet. My body fell against his back and I inhaled sharply, the scent of him and the warmth of his brawny body inva

(Present day) The sound of Harmon's voice pulled me gently from my slumber. My body hurt. Muscles that I didn't know I had ached. When I pulled back the sheet to get up, I found cum laced with blood leaking out of my pussy onto the fitted sheet. I couldn't stop myself from beaming. Yes, everything hurt. So fucking good. It was like I was waking up to a fairytale. I couldn't believe this was really happening. What I wouldn't give to be able to go back in time. Just so I could tell the me from a few weeks ago that everything was going to work out. That he finally came around. The devastation I felt when I woke up next to him the morning after. The devastation I felt when he treated me like just another hook was profound. I wouldn't take that night back for anything though. It turned my whole life upside down… In the best way. "Where the fuck is she?" Billy's voice raged in the common area, making me bolt u

"Give us a minute," I said to Will as Olivia full on ugly cried, hands in tight fists at her side. To the untrained eye, she might look weak, wiping fiercely at tears and snot. I knew better. She was far from done fighting for us. "Tell me there's another woman, Harmon. Tell me you're not—" Will dared to say. It took him long enough to go there. The son of a bitch must really trust me. He had balls, saying the shit he did tonight after everything I told him about me. For that and our history, he had my respect. But Olivia was more than a little upset and he was fucking done talking. "Get the fuck out while I talk your sister into going home with you. You've said enough," I said, cutting him off curtly. I never directed my end of discussion voice at him. I knew how people saw us. Like I was Will's lackey. I just didn't think Will was dumb enough to believe that they were right. With Olivia glaring at him through blues brimming with tears, Will threw his hands in the ai