All Chapters of I Want Her In MY Bed: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Around three o’clock in the morning, I woke up and had a sudden rush of excitement. I was determined to get in Lacey’s pants, and I crept down the hallway into her room. Part of me felt like a creepy perv sneaking into her room like that, but I wanted her so badly I just couldn’t stop myself.I dropped to my knees beside her bed. I lifted her covers and peered carefully underneath. She was lying on her back with her nightgown pushed up above her stomach, revealing pink floral panties. Cautiously, I slipped my hand under the covers and laid my hand over her lower abdomen. She stirred briefly and then went motionless.Very carefully, I let my hand slip underneath the waistband of her panties. I could feel a slight tuft of hair, but her mound was mostly smooth. Slowly, I let my hand slide further into her panties. My fingers were over her pussy lips, and I prodded gently, trying to open them.Finally, my middle finger managed to slip inside her labia, and I felt the warm moistness of her

Chapter 153DADDY, WILL YOU TAKE CARE OF ME?I grip my phone hard, staring at it, the little text box taunting me. An overwhelming fury wants to sweep over me, and I have to take a few deep breaths and close my eyes to keep it at bay.When I open my eyes, I feel only a little better, but the taunting never ceases when I look at my messages to Mark.Right, my messages, not his.Read, it says, nearly two hours ago. And not a single response back. And that's the last message. My other texts have been up for days and I haven't gotten a single thing back, not even a fucking smiley.I just want to throw my phone through the pink wallpaper of my room! I scroll back through our texts. I mean, my texts. It must be about fifty texts from me, each one only momentarily followed by a signal telling me they'd been read. Read, but not responded to.I swallow, my breathing becoming shallower as I realize what this all means. Panic sets in. I've been willfully ignorant for a while. Every time he didn'

That's exactly what it feels like as Daddy's lips suckle on my nipple. I have to grit my teeth as he sucks on my flesh, the pain intense and flowing with his lips. But after a while, the pain starts to morph into pleasure, and even though it hurts, I start to appreciate the pain far more. So much so that I enjoy Daddy's rough touch.His tongue circles my nub, licking my flesh repeatedly as he bats my thick nipple back and forth. And when he reintroduces the bump back between his lips, I find out exactly why my breasts are so sensitive. Something comes out, something I wasn't expecting. A pull on my breast and a squirt, a stream of liquid shooting out into Daddy's mouth. Daddy's head pulls back and he licks his lips, smiling. “Oh, a mother's milk tastes good.”My face burns red. “Oh, Daddy, that's so wrong!”He lowers his mouth again, ignoring my complaints as he latches back onto my nipple. My complaints don't have much effect on me either as pleasure rushes through my body, my pussy

DADDY'S BODYGUARD GETS REVENGEI smirk. I pinch my lips, trying to keep from forming a wide-ass grin. I just can't help myself. It's too funny, if not incredibly messed up. It is messed up. Anyone would say it is. But I don't care. I don't give a single shit: I had to be here to see this because it's exactly what he deserves for turning me down.My stepfather's bodyguard stands tensely in front of my stepfather's desk, his eyes forward, not making eye contact with me or Daddy. His hands are folded behind his back, just like the military man he is, waiting to be dismissed in the most humiliating way possible.Daddy chews on his cigar, smoking heavily as he studies his favorite soldier, the man who guarded him from the first moment Daddy had any sort of money. He's the first man Daddy let protect him from the savage world.So it's funny how deeply he's lost in thought as he ponders terminatingNick's contract.All because of me.I clear my throat. “Come on, Daddy,” I say. “You know you

His tongue enters my mouth as his hands pin my wrists against the wall again. His fingers grip me hard, and the powerful restraints have a freeing feeling like I don't have to worry about making any decisions for myself. The only thing left is to let this former marine have his way with me. His mouth makes its way back to my chest, and Nick—no, 'Daddy'— feasts on my open nipples again. His tongue circles my flesh before his lips pounce on my meat, sucking in my nub and beating it with light flicks of his tip. My nipple knocks back and forth, and I can't help but push my chest out, pushing it closer to Daddy's mouth. The feeling is sublime, and I melt back into the doors, letting him do all the work.My body calms and the only thoughts roaming my mind are tied to sensations. The hardwood at my back, the rough hands at my wrists, the looseness of my muscles, the eager tongue at my chest, the warmth enveloping me as Daddy leans harder into my body. It's like an aura surrounding me, his m