All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

---He came inside and I closed the door and we stood in my small dark room with the rain against the window and looked at each other."You drove three hours," I said."I know.""In the rain.""Lily.""I'm just noting it.""Can I talk?" he said. "I have things I need to say and I practiced them in the car and I'd like to say them before I lose the nerve."I sat on the edge of my bed and looked up at him and waited.He ran a hand through his wet hair. Sat down beside me. Looked at his hands for a moment and then looked at me."The guilt about Tyler is real," he said. "I want to be honest about that because I think you deserve my honesty more than my comfort. It's real and it's heavy and it's not going away until I've actually talked to him, which I'm not ready to do yet, which means I'm going to be carrying it for a while." He paused. "But here's what I know. I know that guilt is not the same as regret. I feel guilty because I love Tyler and I've kept something from him. I don't regret

Kai’s forehead rested against mine, his breath warm and ragged across my lips. The taste of him still lingered on my tongue — beer and something darker, something that made my stomach tighten with want. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat, in my wrists, between my legs. I was still half in his lap, one of my thighs draped over his, the heat of his erection pressing insistently against me through his jeans. My thin sleep shorts offered almost no barrier. I could feel every inch of him, thick and hard, and it made my pussy clench with a fresh wave of wetness.I should have pulled away. I should have laughed it off and told him we were both being stupid. But instead I stayed there, breathing him in, my fingers curled into the front of his t-shirt like I was afraid he’d disappear if I let go.“If we do this,” he said again, voice low and rough, “I’m not stopping at a kiss, Lyra.”The way he said my name sent another shiver through me. Not the teasing, big-brother t

Kai carried me down the hallway like I weighed nothing, my legs still locked around his waist, my arms around his neck. Every step pressed his cock against my soaked core through our clothes, the friction making me whimper softly against his mouth. I could feel how hard he was — thick, insistent, throbbing with the same need that was making my pussy ache. My shorts were ruined, the crotch dark and clinging to my folds, and I knew he could feel the heat and wetness of me.He kicked my bedroom door open and carried me inside, lips never leaving mine. The kiss was messy now — tongues sliding, teeth nipping, breaths shared in short, desperate gasps. He tasted like beer and something darker, something that made my head spin. When he lowered me onto the bed, the mattress dipped under our weight. He settled between my thighs, his body heavy and warm, pinning me down in the best way.“Tell me to stop,” he murmured against my mouth, even as his hands pushed my t-shirt up and over my head. “Tel

Kai’s grip on my hips tightened as he pulled out of me with a wet sound that made my cheeks burn. I was still on my hands and knees, trembling, my pussy clenching around nothing, dripping down my thighs. The sheets beneath me were already soaked. My breath came in short, shaky gasps, and my arms felt weak, but I didn’t collapse. I stayed there, ass up, waiting, because every part of me was screaming for more.He flipped me onto my back so fast my head spun. The mattress dipped under his weight as he settled between my spread thighs again. His cock was still rock-hard, glistening with my wetness, the head flushed dark and angry. He looked down at me like he was memorizing every inch — my flushed cheeks, my swollen lips, my breasts marked with faint red from his mouth, my pussy open and leaking for him.“Fuck, Lyra,” he said, voice rough and low. “Look at you. So fucking pretty when you’re ruined.”He pushed my knees wider, spreading me obscenely. Then he slammed back into my pussy in o

The kiss wasn’t soft. It was hungry — teeth clashing, tongues sliding, his hand sliding into my hair to tilt my head exactly how he wanted. I moaned into his mouth, the sound swallowed by him. His other hand gripped my ass, lifting me onto the counter in one smooth motion. The edge dug into the backs of my thighs, cold against my skin.He shoved my t-shirt up, exposing my breasts. His mouth latched onto one nipple — hot, wet suction that made my back arch. His teeth grazed the sensitive peak, then bit down just hard enough to make me gasp. The sting shot straight to my clit.“Kai—” I breathed, fingers threading into his hair.He switched to the other breast, sucking harder, one hand sliding between my legs. His fingers pushed my panties aside and found me soaked. Two thick fingers slid inside me without warning — deep, curling immediately against that spot that made my toes curl.“Fuck, you’re dripping,” he growled against my skin. “Been thinking about me all week, haven’t you?”I nod