All Chapters of Daddy's filthy little pet : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Rae’s POV I wasn’t supposed to say it out loud. But I did.Sitting on the edge of Zara’s bed, clutching a throw pillow like it could swallow my shame.“I still haven’t lost it,” I muttered, eyes fixed on the floor.Zara’s head snapped around. “Wait. Still?! I thought you and Caleb-?”“Yeah, that’s the problem.” I groaned. “We tried. And by tried, I mean... he couldn’t even get it in.”Zara’s jaw dropped. “You’re joking.”“I wish I was.”I sank deeper into the pillow, face burning. “It was awkward. He kept apologizing, saying he was nervous. And I…I just couldn’t stop overthinking. Then his mom called, and that was the end of it.”Zara blinked. Then covered her mouth like she was about to explode.And she did. Into laughter.“Oh my God, Rae. You poor, innocent cupcake.”“Don’t laugh! I’m so traumatized.”“I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing at boys,” she said, flopping beside me. “You deserve better than some soft-spoken college baby who doesn’t know the difference between a G-spot

Rae's POV He kissed me until I couldn’t breathe.Until my thighs squeezed around his hips and my fingers clutched his shoulders like I was holding on for dear life.He pulled back only slightly - his lips brushing mine, breaths mingling.Then he said it. Voice low, dark, raw.“I’m not usually gentle, kitten.”My heart stuttered.“I like it rough. I like begging. I like making good girls cry.”He ran his thumb across my lower lip.“But tonight… because it’s your first-”He kissed me again. Slower this time. Softer. Sweeter. But the tension in his body told me just how much he was holding back.“Tonight, I’ll be a little gentle,” he whispered. “But just a little.”His lips dropped to my neck again, kissing, licking, sucking slowly as his hand slid down between my thighs.I gasped as his fingers brushed against the soaked fabric of my panties.“You’re already dripping for me,” he growled, voice vibrating against my throat.“So fucking wet… and I haven’t even tasted you yet.”My back arc

Rae's POV I woke up for the 2nd time feeling like my entire body had been rewritten.I lay there in Zara’s bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying every second. I left there earlier and headed to Zara’s place. His hands. His mouth.The way he whispered praise like it was holy. The tongue piercing.The kiss on my forehead after I came so hard I forgot my name.I pressed my legs together.And still - my body tingled.“Rae?” Zara’s voice broke through the haze. “You alive?”I turned my head slowly.She stood at the door with two mugs of coffee and the world’s most annoying smirk.“Well,” she drawled. “Do I get the post-sin breakdown or what?”I groaned. “I’m too sore to sit up.”She squealed, jumping onto the bed like a 5-year-old.“No way. Was he hot? Like hot hot?”I blinked. “He had a tongue piercing.”Zara dropped her mug on the nightstand like she’d just heard God speak.“You’re joking.”“Nope.”“On his tongue?!”“And tattoos. Everywhere.”Zara clutched her chest. “Oh, you definite