All Chapters of YES! DADDIES: AN EROTIC COMPILATION OF SHORT STORIES: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

BELLA.His fingers slide through me slowly, exploring, and I'm gripping his shoulders to stay upright."Bed," I manage. "Now.""Impatient.""We have one night. I'm not wasting it."He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist automatically. He carries me to the bed and lays me down on sheets that feel like water against my skin. Then he's hovering over me, looking down with those dark eyes that see too much."Tell me what you want," he says."You. Inside me. Stop making me wait.""I'm not making you wait. I'm making this last." His hand slides up my inner thigh. "Because once I'm inside you, I'm not stopping until you're begging me to."His fingers find me again and this time he doesn't tease. He slides two inside me and I arch off the bed at the intrusion."Fuck, you're tight," he breathes."It's been a while.""How long is a while?""Six months. Maybe more."Something flashes in his eyes. "Then I'll be careful.""Don't be careful. Be rough."He groans and his fingers curl insi

TELLEN.Kane pushes me back onto the bed and I go willingly, watching as he unbuttons his jeans with quick movements. He slides them down along with his boxer briefs and his cock springs free, already hard and thick and curving slightly upward."Like what you see?" he asks, stroking himself slowly."Fuck yes.""Good. Lose the jeans."I shove my jeans and underwear off and kick them aside. My cock is already hard, leaking at the tip, and when Kane's eyes drop to it his pupils dilate."Christ, you're big," he says. "Eight inches?""About that.""And thick." He kneels on the bed between my legs, one hand wrapping around me. "This is going to be fun."He strokes me slowly, thumb swiping over the head to gather precum, and I groan at the contact. His hand is warm and firm and when he twists on the upstroke I have to grip the sheets."Sensitive," he observes. "Good to know."He leans down and licks a stripe up the underside of my cock from base to tip, then takes just the head into his mout

TELLEN."Fuck, Tellen, right there, don't stop, I'm going to come."Kane's face is pressed into the pillow, ass in the air, and I'm pounding into him with everything I have. We've been at this for twenty minutes already and he's been close for the last five, begging me to let him finish."Not yet," I gasp, even though I'm close too. "Hold it.""I can't, you're hitting my prostate every single thrust and I can't hold it anymore."I reach around and wrap my hand around his cock, stroking him fast. "Then come. Come on my cock right now."He shouts into the pillow, his whole body going rigid as he comes all over my hand and the sheets. His ass clenches around me rhythmically and the sensation destroys what's left of my control. I slam in deep one last time and come hard, groaning his name.We collapse forward in a tangle of limbs, both gasping for air. I'm still inside him, feeling the aftershocks, and neither of us moves for a solid minute."I think you killed me," he finally says, voice

REYNAMy dad's car has been making a weird noise for three days and he's too stubborn to fix it himself, which means Kai Lopez is coming over to look at it.Kai. The best mechanic my dad has ever hired. Six-two of muscle and tattoos and the kind of hands that know exactly how to take things apart and put them back together. He's been working at my dad's shop for two years and I've had a crush on him for approximately one year, eleven months, and three weeks.Not that I'm counting."Is that him?" my best friend Maya asks from her pool float.I look up and see Kai's truck pulling into the driveway. "Yeah.""The hot mechanic?""That's the one.""Reyna, you need to do something about that.""He works for my dad. That's a disaster waiting to happen.""So make it happen anyway. You're twenty-two. You're allowed to have disasters."I watch Kai get out of his truck wearing oil-stained jeans and a white t-shirt that shows off arms that have clearly spent a lot of time lifting heavy things. His

ELARAI've known Dante Morelli has been following me for three weeks and tonight I'm finally going to make him admit it.Most people wouldn't notice the pattern. The same tall figure at different coffee shops spread across the city. The man standing in the gallery corner last Tuesday watching me instead of the paintings. The weight of eyes on my back at the farmer's market while I was choosing produce.But I notice everything about Dante Morelli because I've been obsessed with his work for two years.He's a celebrity sculptor whose pieces sell for seven figures at international auctions. He never appears at his own gallery openings, refuses all interview requests, and maintains such extreme privacy that most people in the art world have never seen his face in person. His sculptures are raw and sexual and visceral in ways that make critics uncomfortable and collectors desperate.Two years ago I saw one of his pieces in a museum. A woman carved from white marble with her body twiste