All Chapters of ALL YOURS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER 2I didn't sleep at all after that.How could I? My father-in-law had just sexted me while my husband snored three feet away, and I'd agreed to meet him. To f*ck him.Jesus Christ, what was I doing?But even as guilt twisted in my stomach, my p*ssy was still thr*bbing, still aching for what David had promised.I stared at my phone in the darkness, reading his messages over and over.David: Now touch yourself thinking about Daddy and get some sleep.My hand had already slipped back between my legs before I'd even finished reading it. I'd come twice more that night, biting my pillow to stay silent, imagining everything he was going to do to me.By morning, I was a mess. Ethan kissed me goodbye, completely oblivious, and headed to work like it was any other day.It wasn't any other day.In six hours, I was going to my father-in-law's house to let him f*ck me.The hours crawled by. I showered, shaved everything, changed outfits four times. What did you wear to cheat on your husband

CHAPTER 4"You can." He sucked my cl*t harder. "Come now, baby girl."And somehow, impossibly, I did. Another org*sm tore through me, smaller but no less intense. I was dimly aware of crying, of begging, of pulling his hair so hard it had to hurt.When he finally pulled away, his face was glistening with my arousal. He looked so f*cking satisfied with himself."See what you've been missing?" He crawled up my body, kissing my stomach, my breasts, my neck. "This is what you deserve. Every. Single. Day."I could taste myself on his lips when he kissed me.His c*ck pressed against my entrance, and even after everything, I still gasped at the size of him."Look at me," he commanded. "Want to see your face when Daddy fills you up."I met his eyes as he pushed inside, slow this time, letting me feel every inch. The stretch was still overwhelming, my p*ssy sensitive from multiple org*sms."F*ck, you feel good," he groaned. "So tight. Like you were made for my c*ck.""Maybe I was," I whispered.

He thrust deep and held there, groaning as he emptied himself inside me. I felt every pulse, every spurt, marking me again.We stayed like that for a moment, both panting, his c*m already starting to leak down my thighs."You're incredible," he murmured, kissing my neck softly."That was insane.""Which part? The phone call or the org*sm?""Both."He pulled out slowly and I whimpered at the loss. His fingers pushed his c*m back inside me."Keep that in there. Want you to feel it all day."TWO DAYS LATERI was supposed to be grocery shopping. That's what I'd told Ethan.Instead, I was in the parking garage downtown, climbing into David's car."You're late," he said, but he was smiling."Traffic.""Liar. You were touching yourself, weren't you? Couldn't wait to see Daddy."He knew me too well."Maybe.""Show me.""Here? Anyone could see—""I know. That's what makes it exciting." He leaned back in his seat. "Lift your dress. Show me that pretty p*ssy."My heart hammered as I glanced aroun

I nodded, not trusting my voice. My heart was slamming against my ribs so hard I thought everyone downstairs could hear it.David's hand gripped my hip, positioning me, and then I felt him—thick and hot—pressing against my entrance. He pushed inside slowly, so fucking slowly, and I watched my reflection transform in the mirror. My lips parted on a silent gasp. My eyes went hazy. My face flushed deep red as he stretched me open, inch by devastating inch.God, he was so big. Every time felt like the first time."Eyes open," he commanded, his voice rough. "Watch yourself take Daddy's cock. Watch what a dirty girl you are."I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze in the mirror. He looked feral. Hungry. Like he wanted to devour me whole.He started moving and I had to bite my lip bloody to keep quiet. Each thrust was deliberate, controlled, designed to make me lose my fucking mind. The angle was perfect—too perfect. He hit places inside me that made my knees buckle.His hand clamped over my

Mia;"Yes," I breathed. "Please, Daddy. I need it."He crashed his mouth onto mine in a brutal kiss that stole my breath. His tongue invaded, claiming, dominating, and I melted against him. This wasn't gentle or sweet or any of the bullshit I'd gotten from college boys. This was raw and desperate and exactly what I'd been craving.I ground down on his lap, feeling his thick cock strain against his sweatpants, hard and ready. My hands slid under his shirt, exploring the muscles I'd been fantasizing about.He pulled back, both of us panting. "Last chance to stop this.""I don't want to stop," I said, reaching for the waistband of his sweatpants. "I want you to fuck me on this couch. Right here, right now, while Mom sleeps upstairs. I want to know what it feels like to have Daddy's cock inside me."He grabbed my wrist, stopping me. For a second, I thought he was going to push me away. Tell me to go to my room. Be the responsible adult.Instead, he stood up in one fluid motion, taking me