All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

My juices coated his cock, dripping down my thighs. Carter reached around and rubbed my clit in tight, fast circles while he railed me. His other hand stayed tangled in my hair, forcing me to watch every expression on my face — the way my mouth fell open, the tears of overwhelming pleasure gathering in my eyes.“Look at you,” he grunted. “Married less than twenty-four hours and already bent over like a slut for your father-in-law. Taking this dick so fucking well.”He was rougher now. Deeper. His balls slapped against me with every thrust. The mirror fogged slightly from our heavy breathing. I pushed back against him, meeting every stroke, lost in the filthy sounds and the way he filled me completely.Carter leaned over me, chest against my back, teeth grazing my shoulder. “Gonna cum so deep you’ll feel it for days. Every time you sit down next to your husband, you’ll remember who fucked you better.”His fingers on my clit sped up. The pressure built fast and vicious. I was shaking, l

He pushed in slowly this time, inch by inch, letting me feel every thick ridge. When he bottomed out, he stayed there, grinding deep in slow circles. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer. The fullness was perfect. Overwhelming.He started thrusting. Long, deep strokes that made my toes curl. His mouth found mine again, kissing me sloppy and hot while he fucked me. One hand pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. The other held my hip, angling me so he hit that sweet spot every time.The bed creaked softly. Our bodies slapped together. Sweat slicked our skin.Then came the surprise.Carter reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his phone. He opened the camera, holding it above us. “Smile for me, baby. Want to remember how pretty you look stuffed with my cock.”I should have said no. Instead, the thrill shot through me. I moaned louder as he angled the phone, recording my face, my bouncing tits, the way his cock disappeared inside me. He sped up, fucking me ha

With my hands bound, I had to lean forward more. My movements became deeper, more desperate. Carter helped, thrusting up to meet me. The tie rubbed my wrists with every bounce. The slight restraint made me feel wilder, more exposed.He leaned in and sucked on my neck, leaving another mark. Then lower, biting my collarbone. His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider as I rode him. Every time I came down, his cock hit that perfect spot. I was moaning nonstop, the sound muffled against his shoulder.The surprise came when his phone rang again. This time he answered it, putting it on speaker and setting it on the pillow beside us.“Hey, son,” Carter said casually, voice only slightly rough. He thrust up hard at the same time, making me bite my lip to stay quiet.Mark’s voice filled the room. “Dad, you seen June? She’s not back yet and I’m getting worried.”I froze, but Carter didn’t. He gripped my hips and kept me moving, slow and deep. His eyes dared me to stay silent.“She’s fine,” Ca

I turned and walked away fast, robe swishing around my thighs. I locked my bedroom door and leaned against it, breathing hard.This was going to be a long two weeks.The next morning I woke up to the smell of coffee. Stellan was already in the kitchen, making breakfast like he owned the place. Which, technically, his dad did.He wore only gray sweatpants. No shirt. His back muscles moved as he flipped eggs. I stared longer than I should have.“Morning, princess,” he said without turning around.“Stop calling me that.”He glanced over his shoulder, eyes tracing my sleep shorts and tank top. “Sleep well?”“Better than you, I’m sure.”He plated food and slid one across the island to me. “Eat. You get cranky when you’re hungry.”I wanted to refuse just to spite him. But I was starving. I sat down and took a bite. It was good. Annoyingly good.We ate in silence for a bit. Then he spoke.“Our parents want us to get along. Family dinner when they get back. They think we’ll bond or something.

He kissed me again, deep and hungry. His hands pushed my tank top up. Cool air hit my breasts. He looked down, eyes dark. Then he leaned in and took one nipple into his mouth.The wet heat made me jolt. He sucked slow at first, tongue swirling around the tight peak. I grabbed his hair, holding him there. Pleasure shot through me sharp and fast. He switched to the other breast, sucking harder, teeth grazing just enough to make me squirm.“Fuck,” I breathed. My shorts felt damp already. I rocked against him without meaning to.He groaned around my nipple, the vibration traveling straight through me. One hand stayed on my breast, squeezing and rolling the nipple between his fingers. The other slid down my stomach, under the waistband of my shorts.His fingers found me wet. He rubbed my clit in slow circles. I moaned louder, hips chasing his touch. He kissed me again, swallowing the sounds while his fingers worked me.“You’re soaked,” he muttered against my lips. “All this time pretending