All Chapters of Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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This isn't how you leave a man

“You want to know what my little something extra was, Pearl? Our fucking honeymoon. I was nervous you would say no because you just started working and I know what that means to you. But guess what? You don't get to fucking say no now. Not when I found you alone with my son's wet, hard dick," Derek roared into my face, making me yelp as he buckled me in with gentle but unyielding hands before sliding in beside me.I had no comeback for that. My mind raced. All night, I hoped he would come home and prove me wrong. Tell me Jason was a liar. Now here he was, giving me my wish, and I refused to hear him. Worse, he wasn't wrong, was he? He did find me in a compromising position. “Airport,” Derek barked at the driver, his voice hoarse with emotion. After the driver said a hurried, "Of course, Mr. Nelson" and hopped into the driver's seat, the partition rose smoothly without Derek asking for it. I guess we earned that. We sure fucked a lot i

Someone to turn to at 2 AM in the morning when the world seems too big

Tears burned my eyes. “Please,” I choked out. “Please, Derek. fuck me. I need it," I muttered far too easily for my liking. The words barely left my lips before he thrust into me. Hard, abrupt, merciless. His thick cock speared into me in one brutal stroke that stretched me wide. The force of the thrust punched every molecule of air from my lungs. “Fuck!” I cried, my back bowing sharply off the seat as he bottomed out inside me. He stilled, letting me feel every throbbing inch of his dick splitting me open, the hot weight of his balls nestled tightly against my soaked skin. My pussy spasmed around his cock in frantic, involuntary pulses, trying to adjust to the impossible fullness. Warring between pushing him out and trying to suck him in deeper all at once. A fresh gush of pussy juice leaked out around his base, dripping down to pool beneath us. “You can’t fuck me into loving you,” I moaned, voice fractured, even as my hips rolled in tiny, desperate circles, grinding my clit

Daddy, how long has your angel been waiting for you?

I screamed and thrashed, throwing my head back and forth, back arching as he ground his hips into mine like he meant to fracture bone. Sweat dripped from his brow onto my exposed breasts, sliding down the curves to pool in the valley between them."Derek," I mumbled, barely audible as I fought to get air back into my lungs.It felt like dying and coming alive for the first time all at once. My head was spinning, but the euphoria, the pain, all of it was intoxicating. “That’s it, angel,” he growled against my lips, voice raw. “Take every fucking inch. This tight, dripping pussy is mine. Only mine.”His free hand slid between our slick bodies, thick thumb finding my engorged clit and rubbing tight, merciless circles into it. "Can't, daddy no. Fuck. Please," I begged through trembling lips, sweat clogged eyes finding his. He didn't still. Just kept going. Slow at first to draw out the ache, then faster, matching the brutal snap o

I spent a month in a stranger's bed and called it love

“I have done us both a great disservice, wife. What a confused mess you are. Of course you don't believe my words. My actions don't mirror them. It seems you have no idea what I want, angel,” he rasped, voice thick with emotion. “But I’m going to show you. And you’ll damn well let me.”His words hung in the dim, leather-scented cocoon of his car, heavy as the weight of his body still on top of me. I lay beneath him, our skin slick with sweat and the evidence of everything we’d just done. His cock softened but refused to leave me completely. Regret came knocking. What the fuck did I just do? No woman gained respect or freedom on her back with her legs spread, Pearl. The air in the car felt thicker, the partition parting us from the driver a wall I couldn’t climb. My chest heaved with the last ragged aftershocks of orgasmic bliss and sobs I hadn’t known were coming. Tears flowed hotly down my temples, soaking into the seat.In that moment, a brutal clarity sliced through the haze. I ha

That doesn't bode well for us, does it?

When I woke up the next day, it wasn’t to the hum of engines or the dim cabin lights. Sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, warm and golden, casting soft patterns across unfamiliar walls. The bed beneath me was enormous, luxurious. Silk sheets were cool against my skin, the faint scent of ocean air and something floral drifting in. Where the fuck was I? My heart stuttered as fragments of the previous night came flooding back. Jason and Lena, Derek and I arguing, Derek throwing me over his shoulder when I said I was leaving him. The way I was foolish enough to fuck him after he kidnapped me. The way he’d refused to let me go. I sat up slowly, my body protesting against every movement, and glanced around the sun drenched room. For a moment, I let that settle in. My husband kidnapped me. Took me against my will. I had no fucking clue where, but we crossed an ocean. Didn't wr? "That doesn't bode well for us, does it?" I mumbled with a yawn. Empty room.No sign of Derek. Just a

Possibilities. Change. Fire

A year of hiding the memories from me. How easily my brain gave me access to them now. His hands, his mouth, they were hungry and sure. He was all over me, hovering over his blushing bride, touching me. Lusting after me. Each kiss and caress thick with desire and need. My conscience flickered when his pants came off, unveiling his big dick. A brief stab of shame assaulted me, followed by the memory of Jason. Boyfriend. Man I loved. This wasn't him. We were waiting. Only Pearl Summers was done waiting for her life to get started. That thing, that moment you waited for your whole life to make everything make sense. It was here. It was him. He was possibilities. Change. Fire.In the end, my love for Jason hadn’t been enough to stop me from succumbing to Derek. When he crawled to me and leaned in for another kiss, I went to him readily. Let him guide my shaking hand onto his cock. Then he said, "Suck my dick hard for your tight pussy" with a groan and I gasped at the size of his co

If I told him what I needed for our forever to be even a little possible, could he give it to me?

“Handcuffing me to the bed after kidnapping me isn’t how you ‘just talk’ to someone, Derek,” I shot back, even as memories flooded in unbidden. The last time he restrained me we had fun. Didn't we? The heat of his body over mine, the way he devoted himself to my pleasure as opposed to his own. He ate me out like he needed my pussy to survive. I loved it. And yet, once again, he fucking didn't listen to me. I said no sex and what did he do? Try to seduce me. We couldn't keep going this way. He was always in control. Things were always a little too tilted in his favor. I hadn’t felt unsafe, but I hadn’t felt like his equal either. “You can’t force me into things anymore," I told him feebly, a lump forming in my throat as I naïvely hoped for a future in which I could still be his… without him swallowing me whole. The hurt that flashed across his face was visceral. He pulled back slightly, but his hand stayed on my cheek, warm and steady, as if letting go would break him. “I neve

Please let me in

I always thought that if Jason just fucked me, then maybe he would smile around me more. Speak calmly to me in private like he did in public, when he was putting on airs for his friends. I thought sex would bring us closer. Make our love enough. Derek taught me that I was wrong. Naïve. Foolish. Sex is a powerful expression of love, but not love itself. Derek and I had an amazing sex life. We talked. We laughed. He loved me. I loved him. And yet… I don't know you, do I husband? At least not the way you know me. Just like I didn't know Jason. Not in the one crucial way that might have changed things. Made me leave sooner… or given us a real shot. Terrified that I was asking for too much, I soldiered on anyway.

Grief and pain buried under blows and blood

Derek's POV Pearl’s voice, raw and trembling, breaking on that desperate “Please let me in” echoed in my skull, long after I locked the door behind me. Sealing her into our suite. I didn’t look back. If I had, the sight of her cuffed to that bed, eyes wide and pleading for her husband, would have shattered the last thread of control I was clinging to. I would have dropped to my knees again, uncuffed her. Pulled her into my arms until her tears soaked my shirt and her body melted against mine like it always did. But the fear that she wouldn't stay shook me. She wanted more than my arms now. She wanted the broken parts of me that I buried six feet under when I put Penelope in the ground. I wasn’t sure I could dig them up without bleeding out. How had I been living before her, Pen? Was I living at all? Half a man. No feelings. Just getting through the day. Grief and pain buried under blows and blood. Down in the lobby, the same hotel bar from a year ago called to me. It was where

I ache to be only hers

My jaw clenched so tight it ached. “Go away,” I rasped, resigned and bored. You would not have liked the man I became, Pen. One night stand after one night stand. For years, I tormented myself, refusing to even entertain a real relationship. The worst part? I turned Jason into a dick that didn't respect women too. Even with Pearl at his side, I managed to ruin the last thing you left behind. Forgive me, Pen. My sins are many. Fuck knew how Pearl became… more. Just like that. The fucking moment I saw her. How fucking dare she? Who did she think she was anyway, captivating me with her innocence from across a room? I don't deserve her, Pen, but fuck, I need her. Burn for her. I ache to be only hers. The blonde laughed, low and throaty, like I was flirting with her by telling her to fuck off. “Come on. Don’t be like that. I don’t bite… unless you ask nicely," she purred, a touch of nervousness in her voice as she kept that plastered on smile on her face. Frustration flared hot

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