Lahat ng Kabanata ng ALL YOURS, DADDY: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

He edged me three more times — bringing me right to the edge with his mouth and fingers, then pulling back until I was sobbing and trembling, my pussy clenching around nothing, leaking all over the sheets.When I was a shaking, desperate mess, he finally moved up my body, positioning the fat head of his cock against my entrance.“Look at me,” he ordered, voice rough. “Eyes on Stepdaddy while I claim this pussy.”Our eyes locked as he pushed inside.The stretch was overwhelming. The fat head popped past my entrance, then every thick, veined inch sank into me slowly, stretching my walls wide open until he was buried to the hilt, his heavy balls pressed against my ass. The curved head pressed deep against my cervix, filling me so completely I felt full in a way I’d never experienced.“Fuck, Ava,” he groaned, staying still so I could feel every throb and pulse inside me. “Your pussy is so tight. So hot. Gripping Stepdaddy’s cock like it was made for me.”He started moving — slow, deep thr

He kept me on the edge for what felt like forever — three thick fingers pumping deep, thumb rubbing my clit in perfect circles, his mouth sucking marks into my neck and breasts. My legs were shaking, my pussy clenching desperately around his fingers, leaking down my thighs mixed with the shower water.When I was a sobbing, desperate mess, he finally pulled his fingers out.He turned me around, pressed my front against the cool tiled wall, and kicked my legs wider.“Arch your back, baby girl,” he ordered.I did, pushing my ass out for him.He gripped my hips and rubbed the fat, leaking head of his thick cock up and down my soaked slit, teasing my entrance.Then he pushed inside.The stretch was overwhelming. The fat head forced my walls apart, then every thick, veined inch sank into me slowly, stretching me so perfectly I felt full in a way I’d never experienced. He didn’t stop until he was buried to the hilt, his heavy balls pressed against my clit, his hips flush against my ass.“Fuc

Ava’s POVThe car ride to the store was pure torture.Mom had asked Damien to pick up some groceries, and I volunteered to go with him. The moment we got into his black SUV and the garage door closed behind us, the air turned thick and electric.I was still leaking his cum from the shower and the dining table. My pussy was tender, swollen, and aching for more. The short sundress I wore rode up my thighs as I sat in the passenger seat, no panties underneath, the leather seat cool against my bare, sticky skin.Damien’s hand was on my thigh before we even backed out of the garage. His thick fingers traced slow circles on my inner thigh, inching higher with every second.“Spread your legs, baby girl,” he murmured, voice low and rough.I obeyed, parting my thighs as wide as the seat allowed. His fingers immediately found my soaked pussy, sliding through the mess of his earlier loads and my own cream.“Still dripping for Stepdaddy,” he groaned, pushing two thick fingers deep inside me while

**I wrapped my hand around the base — my fingers barely met — and leaned forward. I licked the leaking head first, tasting his salty precum, swirling my tongue around the fat crown before taking him into my mouth.Damien groaned deeply, one hand fisting my hair as I bobbed my head, sucking him deeper. I took as much as I could, tongue swirling around the thick shaft, hollowing my cheeks while my hand stroked what I couldn’t fit.“Fuck, baby girl,” he rasped, hips thrusting gently. “Your mouth feels so good. Suck Stepdaddy’s cock like the naughty little daughter you are.”I sucked him harder, gagging slightly as the fat head hit the back of my throat. Tears pricked my eyes, but I kept going, saliva dripping down my chin as I worshipped his thick cock.He fucked my mouth for long minutes, groaning my name, telling me how long he’d wanted this, how many nights he’d jerked off thinking about me on my knees calling him Stepdaddy.When he was close, he pulled me up, bent me over his desk,

Isla’s POV**I woke up to the smell of pine and rain, my head throbbing and my wrists aching.The room was dim, lit only by a single lamp in the corner. Wooden walls, heavy curtains, a large bed I was lying on. My hands were tied loosely to the headboard with soft rope — not tight enough to hurt, but firm enough that I couldn’t easily get free. My legs were free, but I was still in the silk nightshirt I’d been wearing when he took me.Him.The masked man from my father’s mansion.I remembered his eyes — stormy gray, intense, burning into me like he saw straight through my soul. The way my body had reacted to him even as fear flooded my veins.The door opened.He stepped in, no mask this time.Kade.He was even more devastating without it. Tall, broad-shouldered, powerful frame moving with lethal grace. Dark hair slightly tousled, sharp jaw clenched, those stormy gray eyes locking onto me immediately. His black shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing the top of a tattooed chest and