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All Chapters of Sinfully Yours |18+: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Prologue

Five Years Ago… "No daddy I'm not that drunk I know what I want you’ve always been so hot…. I wonder how your cock would feel inside me. Fuck me tonight. It's my birthday after all." He crossed his arms the towel hung low. "I'm married Celeste… you’re like a daughter to me that can’t happen… you don’t know what you’re asking for little one” he grunt. I laughed soft. "Daughter? No daddy I want to be your slut. Kiss me. Touch me. Ruin me, I need you." I closed the gap my hands went to his chest his wet skin under my fingers. I leaned up and kissed him hard my lips pressed to his my tongue pushing in. He tasted like mint. He groaned trying to pull back but I bit on his lower lip as I grabbed on his towel yanking it off. It fell to the floor. My heart dropped at the sight of his hard, thick and long sick, the head was pink and stained with precum. I gasped. "Oh god, it's so big." "Celeste stop! This is wrong," he said but his voice cracked as his dick twitched. I dropped to

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Celeste I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as I turned in the lock with a metallic grind pushing the door open as the weight of my entire eight-hour shift sitting on my shoulders. My feet ached a deep throbbing pain that shot up my calves with every step I take into my boyfriend Ethan's apartment “Ethan?” I called out my voice raspy. “I’m home...Sorry my shift ran late we had a last-minute rush to clean everything.” I dropped my bag by the door the familiar routine of kicking off my worn-out sneakers feeling like a monumental task. I've been looking forward to coming and falling on Ethan's comfortable couch just so he could rub my feet while I listen to him rant about his family's endless issues. My stare moved to the silky emerald green blouse draped over the back of the sofa was a silky which isn't mine, I could never afford anything that looked so expensive. I frowned as I walked closer my fingers brushed against the fabric, next to it on the floor was a black l

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Celeste For a whole month my life has been nothing but a dead, it’s like I’ve been moving through a thick fog the world had lost its color, its sound, its smell. Everything was muted, gray.My father’s funeral had been a quiet terrible affair. Just me, a priest and a hole in the ground.I walked out of the automatic doors and New York City hit me like a wall The air wasn’t exactly fresh—it was a mix of car exhaust hot concrete and something else, something spicy and alive. It was loud. Horns blared people shouted into phones and a thousand footsteps created a chaotic soundon the sidewalk.I stood there for a moment my small suitcase at my feet feeling incredibly small in crowd.My eyes roamed around in search for my best friend Lisa, that is to pick me up.“CELESTE!”A shriek so high-pitched and full of pure joy that it cut through all the noise my eyes instantly finding hersShe was jumping up and down her wild curls bouncing her arms waving frantically over her head like she was

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Celeste I made my way to the stairs with my heart trying to beat its way out of my ribcage. My palms were slick with sweat. I could just… not go… maybe say I have a headache. Jet lag. Grief. All of it was true. The idea of sitting at a table with him with Jared after all these years… it made me feel sick.But I couldn’t, Lisa left me no other choice.I continued to walk to the dining area the sound of Genevieve’s laughter floated up light and tinkling.I continue to walk down the grand staircase my hand gripping the banister so tightly my knuckles turned white.Each step felt like I was walking towards my own execution. I could hear the soft clink of cutlery from the dining room urging my stomach to form knots.I kept my head down as I walked into the dining room the huge long table enough to seat twenty people.Lisa smiled at me as she notice me walking towards where she sat, Genevieve was at the other end and…I didn’t look. I couldn’t but I could feel his piercing, heavy ga

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Celeste I broke into sobs the second my bedroom door clicked shut. Silent tears began to stream down my face heaving gasps that tore from my chest and made my whole body shake. I slid down the back of the door until I was sitting on the floor hugging my knees. What had I done? What had I gotten myself into?How is my ex boyfriend here? How?Was this karma or coincidence?I couldn’t stay here. I couldn't live in the same house as the two men who had ruined me in completely different ways.It was a bad idea the worst idea, coming here was a mistake.I pushed myself up wiping my face with the back of my hands. My vision was blurry as I stumbled to the closet. My suitcase was still on the floor half-unpacked. I yanked it open and started pulling my things out of the drawers not folding them just throwing them inside. My few sweaters, my jeans, my worn-out sneakers. It didn't take long. I have to leave this place before everything get worst than it already is.I just had to go. I’

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CelesteTwo days.It had been two days since I came here, since the incident at the dinner and two days since I stared avoiding Jared and Ethan at all cause.My strategy was simple: stay in my room only come out when I was sure the halls were empty or listen for voices before going downstairs. It was exhausting but it worked not seeing the two of them was the only thing keeping me sane.This morning I was up before the sun… when I came out of my room the house was so quiet, they were all asleep . I got to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee, I decided to settled at the giant marble island with my laptop. The glow of job listings was my only light, Server, barista, cashier… anything to make enough money to get my own place fast.I took a long sip of my coffee scrolling through another page of ads that required experience I didn’t have. The bitter liquid was the only good part of my day so far.My eyes shifted to the door as I took a sip of my coffee.Jared.He was shirtless dressed

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Celeste A whole month. That’s how long I’d been in New York, how long I’d been living in the mansion that wasn’t my home and how long I’d been working at The Daily Grind a small, cozy cafe a thirty-minute bus ride from Jared’s mansion .My boss Maria was an angel. A tough no-nonsense angel with kind eyes. Something I never expected, I mean judging by my last job in Seattle… Isabella was a living nightmare. Working for Natasha has been nothing but a blessing… She’d taken one look at my worn-out resume and my desperate face and said, “You look like you can handle a rush. Can you start tomorrow?” I almost cried right there at the counter.At the mansion things were… quiet. I stuck to my routine and returned late, making sure to skip breakfast and dinner. It was like I was barely there. I haven’t seen Ethan since the night at the dinning area, and Jared… he really backed off.After that morning in the kitchen he kept his distance. Sometimes I’d feel his gaze on me during the rare t

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Celeste“Ugnh… fucked Jared” I cried out as he buried his face in between my legs, his strong hands pushing my thighs apart wide exposing my pussy completely. His breath was hot against my folds and I could feel the wetness building more and more as he trailed kisses. “God Kitten, your pussy looks so tasty,” he murmured his voice deep and hungry. “I want to lick every drop from you.” His tongue flicked out flat and broad, lapping up from my entrance to my clit in one long stroke. I moaned my hips bucking up toward his face. “Yes daddy… suck me dry”His lips wrapped around my swollen nub sucking with just the right pressure pulling it into his mouth while his tongue swirled circles around it. “Mmm, you taste like honey... So sweet and wet for me.” He groaned as one finger teased my hole circling the rim before sliding in deep curling up to hit that spot inside that made stars explode behind my eyes. I gasped grabbing fistfuls of his hair. “Don’t stop daddy… right there, please… fi

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Celeste My heart rate increased as I walk into the Harlan Corp, it felt like a death marchWith every step closer to that shiny glass tower, my palms got sweatier urging me to clutch the delivery carrier so tight I thought the handle might break.My plan was simple, get in, go straight to the top floor, leave the coffee and pastries with the secretary and get out.Avoid Ethan as much as possible and under no circumstances see Jared. In and out. I hoped.The ride in the elevator was quite, luckily it was just me inside mentally preparing myself before reaching the last floor.I walked out of the elevator and to the secretary’s desks. A sleek professional-looking woman with a sharp bob and a polite smile. Perfect. This was even better than leaving it on the desk."Hi," I said my voice coming out too high but I cleared my throat. "Delivery from The Daily Grind for Mr. Harlan."I set the heavy carrier and the pastry box on the corner of her desk with a relieved thud. "Okay thank you

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Celeste“Agh” I moaned with my fingers deep inside my pussy. It has become an every night routine ever since that dream about Jared, his head Inbetween my legs, his mouth on me, sucking me dry. His tongue licked every inch pulling out all my juices. It left me wet and aching.Every time I try to remind myself that he didn’t want me, it only made me want him, I couldn't stop thinking about it. My mind kept going back to him. I tried to accept the fact that he was like a father figure to me and he was my late dad's best friend. But fuck, that didn't stop the heat building in me.I wanted him so bad. His strong hands on my body, his cock pushing into me but he was engaged to that woman who didn't deserve him and he was off-limits. Way off-limits. Jared had made it clear last time with what we had that night was nothing but a mistake yet I couldn’t come into terms with that. Fuck!I hated tha he rejected me, I hated him. Yet here I was alone in my room fingering myself to

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