All Chapters of DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I’ve worked at the firm for eight months. Mr. Hale is the boss—thirty-eight, sharp suits, darker voice that makes everyone sit straighter. Tall, broad shoulders, jaw like it was carved, always smelling faintly of cedar and coffee. He barely speaks to me beyond “Good morning” and “Have the reports on my desk by five.”Until last night.We pulled an all-nighter on a deadline. Everyone else left around midnight. Just us in his corner office, city lights glittering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I was bent over the conference table sorting papers when I felt him behind me. Close. Too close.His hand brushed my lower back. Lingered.“You’re staying late again, Ryan,” he said. Low. Rough.I straightened. Turned. He was right there—tie loosened, top two buttons open, chest hair peeking out. Eyes locked on mine.“Yes, sir.”He stepped closer. Crowded me against the table. “You keep calling me sir like that and we’re going to have a problem.”My cock twitched hard in my slacks. “What ki

Felicia stepped through the tall front doors of the mansion, the tiny yellow sundress barely covering her thighs. The fabric was thin, almost nothing, and the warm night air kissed her skin like a secret. She had nowhere else to go after dropping out of college. Her mom had left years ago, and this huge, quiet house was the only place left.She expected silence. Instead, low male voices and the clink of glasses floated from the living room.Marcus was there, sitting in his usual big leather chair like he owned the world. At forty-four he still looked dangerous — tall, broad shoulders, silver threading through his dark hair at the temples. His eyes locked on her the second she walked in. That same look he’d given her for years. Like she was something precious he wasn’t allowed to touch… until now.He wasn’t alone.Damien leaned against the bar, arms crossed, dark hair messy, tattoos crawling up his thick forearms. Ex-military, quiet, but his stare burned. Jax sat on the couch, sharp ja

The black SUV rolled to a stop in front of the private lake house just after lunch. Tall trees surrounded the quiet water, and the sun beat down hot and bright. Marcus killed the engine and turned to Felicia in the back seat.“Rules for today, baby. No clothes. Not one stitch. You stay naked for all of us.”Felicia’s cheeks burned, but her pussy clenched at the command. She nodded, already wet again.Damien opened her door. “Out. Strip.”She stepped onto the warm wooden deck and peeled off the simple tank top and shorts they’d let her wear for the short drive. The breeze kissed her bare skin as the dress from last night was long gone. Now nothing covered her. Her nipples tightened instantly under three pairs of hungry eyes.Marcus smiled slow. “That’s our good girl. The whole day belongs to us.”They didn’t waste time.Marcus took her hand and led her down to the long wooden dock that stretched over the lake. The sun was already dipping lower, painting everything golden. He laid her b

The study smelled like sex and sweat. Felicia lay sprawled across the big desk, chest heaving, body shiny with cum and her own mess. Her pussy and ass still fluttered from the last brutal orgasm. She felt wrecked in the most addictive way.Marcus wiped his cock on her thigh and lifted her like she weighed nothing. “Bedroom. All night. We’re not stopping until the sun comes up.”They carried her upstairs to Marcus’s massive bed. No ropes this time. No toys. Just raw, greedy bodies and the need to keep using her.They started by taking turns, slow and deliberate, like they wanted to memorize every inch of her.Marcus went first. He laid her on her back, spread her legs wide, and slid into her soaked pussy in one smooth thrust. He fucked her deep and unhurried, eyes locked on hers. Every stroke dragged against her swollen walls, making her moan long and low.“Feel that?” he murmured. “This cunt is still gripping me so tight. Greedy little prize.”Damien and Jax knelt on either side, stro

Rose woke up the next morning still naked on the big fur rug, body deliciously sore. The fire had burned low overnight, but the cabin stayed warm. Outside, the blizzard raged harder than ever — thick snow whipping against the windows, wind howling like it wanted to bury them alive. They were completely cut off. No power. No way out. Just her and her three older stepbrothers.She barely had time to sit up before Dave’s deep voice filled the room.“Morning, little sis. Breakfast first… then we’re taking you on every surface in this cabin.”Lucky and Luke were already up, cocks half-hard in their sweatpants, eyes dark with hunger. They didn’t let her put on a single piece of clothing.Dave pulled her to her feet and bent her straight over the kitchen counter. Her tits pressed against the cold marble, ass high in the air. He kicked her legs wider.“Look at that pretty pussy,” Dave growled, slapping her ass hard. “Still wet from last night. Our little stepsister is such a greedy girl.”Luc