All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

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291. Raw Sex

The call with Marcus ended, but the echo of his voice still hung in the air like smoke.Damon stayed buried deep inside me, his cock twitching as the last of his cum leaked out. I was a mess — flushed, trembling, my pussy still pulsing around him, full of him. The guilt hit me like a wave, but it was drowned out by the heat, the thrill, the way my body was still humming from how hard he’d just fucked me while talking to my ex-husband.“You’re insane,” I whispered, half-laughing, half-terrified. “What if he heard?”Damon kissed me slow and deep, his hand sliding up to cup my breast, thumb brushing my nipple. “He didn’t. And even if he did… I don’t care anymore.” His voice was rough, possessive. “You’re not his. You’re mine now.”He started moving again — slow, lazy thrusts, like he couldn’t bear to pull out. I moaned softly, my legs wrapping tighter around him. Every slide of his thick cock sent sparks through me, my oversensitive walls fluttering around him.“Damon… we just finished,”

292. CONTRACT WIFE

The contract sat between us on the polished mahogany table like a loaded gun.I stared at it, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The words blurred on the page — one year of marriage, public appearances, shared living, no real intimacy required unless both parties agreed. At the bottom, two signature lines waited. One already had his bold, sharp signature.Viktor Kane.Forty-two years old. Billionaire. Ruthless. The man who had been my late father’s biggest rival… and now, apparently, my future husband.I was twenty-two. Fresh out of university. Drowning in debt from my father’s failed company. And apparently, this was the only way to save what was left of my family’s name.“You don’t have to do this,” my mother had whispered before I left the house this morning, her eyes red. But we both knew I did. The alternative was bankruptcy, humiliation, and watching everything my father built crumble.Viktor sat across from me now, calm as ever, one long finger tapping the ta

293. Contract Wife 2

The elevator ride up to Viktor’s penthouse was silent except for the soft hum of the machine and the sound of my own heartbeat in my ears.He stood beside me, tall and imposing, his hand resting lightly on the small of my back. Not possessive. Not yet. Just… there. A reminder that this was real. The contract was signed. I was his wife now, at least on paper.The doors opened directly into the penthouse, and I stepped out, trying not to gape. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering city lights. Dark wood and sleek modern furniture made the space feel masculine and expensive. It smelled like him — that same dark, woodsy cologne that had wrapped around me in the conference room.“Home,” Viktor said simply, closing the doors behind us. His voice was low, calm, but there was an undercurrent to it that made my skin prickle.I walked further into the living room, my heels clicking on the marble floor. “It’s beautiful.”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he watched me. I could f

294. Contract Wife 3

He groaned softly into my mouth, the sound vibrating through me. His hand on my hip tightened, pulling me even closer. The kiss turned hungrier, his tongue stroking mine in a way that made heat pool low in my belly. I could feel myself getting wet, my nipples tightening against the fabric of my dress.When he finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine, his hand still cupping my neck.“I’ve been thinking about that kiss since the conference room,” he said, voice rough. “About how you tasted. How you sounded when you moaned into my mouth.”I shivered. “Viktor…”“Tell me you want this,” he said, thumb brushing my lower lip again. “Tell me you want me to touch you. Really touch you.”I did. God, I did. But the words stuck in my throat for a second.“I want you,” I whispered finally. “But I’m scared. This is all so fast. I don’t want to feel like I’m just… fulfilling a contract.”His eyes softened just a fraction. “This stopped being about the contra

295. Milk My Cock, Wife

He pushed inside me slowly, inch by thick inch, and the world narrowed to just this — the stretch, the fullness, the way my body opened for him like it had been waiting for this exact moment.I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he filled me. Viktor was big. Thicker than I’d expected, longer, the head of his cock pressing deep until I felt him in places I didn’t even know existed. The burn was sharp at first, a delicious sting that made my breath catch, but then it melted into this deep, aching pleasure that had my toes curling against the sheets.“Fuck, Yvonne,” he groaned, forehead pressed to mine. His voice was rough, strained, like it was taking everything in him not to thrust hard. “You’re so tight. So fucking perfect.”I whimpered, my legs wrapping tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper. He stayed there for a long moment, buried to the hilt, letting me feel all of him. The weight of his body on mine, the heat of his skin, the way his cock throbbed inside me —

296. MY STEPDADDY IS A P**N-STAR

MADISONI should not be doing this.My heart hammered against my ribs as I sat cross-legged on the massive bed in my new bedroom, laptop balanced on my thighs. The house was quiet—Mom was out with her friends celebrating her fresh marriage, and Marcus was supposed to be at some late business meeting. Or so he said. The USB drive I’d found hidden in his study burned a hole in my pocket earlier. Now it was plugged in, and the screen glowed with folders labeled by dates. My fingers shook as I clicked the most recent one. A video popped up. There he was. Marcus Kane. My mom’s new husband. My stepdad. Forty-three years old, built like he lifted weights for a living, with that sharp jaw and dark eyes that always made me look away too fast. But in the video, he wasn’t wearing the expensive shirts and watches he wore around the house. He was naked, cock thick and hard in his fist, stroking slow while a woman moaned on her knees in front of him.“Fuck,” I whispered, thighs pressing together

297. MY STEPDAD'S HUGE COCK

Marcus exhaled sharply. Then he stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. My eyes followed every movement. Broad chest, hard abs, that V-line disappearing into his pants. When he unzipped and pulled his cock out, I moaned.It was even bigger in real life. Thick, veined, the head already shiny with precum.“Come here,” he said.I crawled to the edge of the bed on shaky knees. Up close, his cock looked huge. Intimidating. Perfect.“Open your mouth.”I did. He rested the heavy head on my tongue. Salty. Warm. I swirled my tongue around it, tasting him, and his hand came down to grip my hair.“That’s it. Just like that. Good girl.”The praise made me melt. I took more of him, sucking sloppily, spit already dripping down my chin. I’d watched enough of his videos to know what he liked—messy, eager, eyes looking up. I gave him that. Bobbed my head faster, taking him deeper until I gagged.Marcus groaned. “Fuck, Madison. Your throat feels even better than I imagined.”He imagined this too? T

298. SUCK MY STEPDADDY'S COCK

I woke up sore.My pussy throbbed between my legs, a constant reminder of what Marcus did to me last night. I stretched under the sheets, naked, and felt dried cum on my thighs. His cum. My stepdad’s cum. The thought made me clench around nothing, and a fresh wave of wetness leaked out.The room smelled like sex and his cologne. I rolled over, expecting to find him gone, but Marcus was right there, propped on one elbow, watching me. His eyes were dark, hungry, even in the morning light coming through the curtains.“Morning, baby girl,” he said, voice rough from sleep. His hand slid under the sheet and cupped my breast, thumb brushing my nipple until it hardened.I bit my lip. “Morning, Daddy.”He liked that. I could tell by the way his cock twitched against my hip. It was already hard again. Thick and ready.“You sleep okay?” he asked, but his hand was already moving lower, fingers tracing over my stomach, then dipping between my legs. He spread my pussy lips open and groaned when he

299. Sex With My STEPDADDY

I did. He stroked his cock fast, aiming at my face. Thick ropes of cum shot across my tongue, my cheeks, my tits. I swallowed what landed in my mouth, then scooped more off my skin and licked my fingers clean while he watched.“Perfect,” he said, breathing hard. He leaned down and kissed me messy, tasting himself on my tongue.We stayed in bed for a while after, his arm around me. His fingers traced lazy circles on my shoulder. For a minute it felt almost normal. Like a real couple.But it wasn’t normal. Mom could come home any time.“What now?” I asked quietly.Marcus looked at me. “Now we’re careful. Your mom can’t know. Not yet.”The “not yet” sent a thrill through me. He was already thinking about more.He got up and pulled on sweatpants. His cock still looked heavy even soft. “Shower with me.”In the bathroom, steam filled the big glass stall. Marcus washed me first, soapy hands sliding over my tits, between my legs, cleaning his dried cum off my skin. Then I washed him. I took e

300. BRUTAL SEX WITH MY STEPDADDY

Dinner was torture.Mom chatted about her day, laughing at some story from her friends. I sat across from Marcus, nodding and smiling like everything was normal. But under the table his foot rubbed against my leg. Every time I looked at him, his eyes promised what was coming later. My pussy stayed wet the whole meal. I kept shifting in my seat, feeling his cum from earlier still leaking out.“Everything okay, sweetie?” Mom asked me at one point.“Yeah,” I said quickly. “Just tired.”Marcus smirked behind his glass of wine. “She had a long day.”I wanted to kick him. Or climb across the table and sit on his cock right there.After we cleared the dishes, Mom yawned and headed upstairs. “Early night for me. Big meeting tomorrow.”“Sleep well, babe,” Marcus said, kissing her cheek.I went to my room and waited. Heart racing. Door cracked open. I changed into a thin tank top and tiny shorts with no panties. My nipples poked through the fabric. I lay on the bed scrolling my phone, but I cou

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