All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

I woke up to the feeling of Theo’s mouth on my neck. Open-mouthed and hungry, teeth scraping just enough to make me shiver. His hand was already between my legs, two fingers sliding through the mess he’d left inside me earlier. I was still sticky, still open, and the second those fingers pushed in I moaned into the pillow.“Morning again,” he muttered against my skin. His voice was rough from sleep and sex. The same voice that used to live in my headphones. The same voice that now lived inside me.I rocked back against his hand without thinking. “You’re insatiable.”“You’re still dripping my cum,” he said, curling his fingers. “Hard not to be.”He pulled his fingers out and pushed them into my mouth. I sucked them clean, tasting both of us. Salty, musky, filthy. My cheeks burned but I didn’t stop. I liked the way his eyes darkened when I did it.Theo rolled me onto my back and settled between my thighs. His cock was already hard, heavy against my stomach. He kissed me deep and slow w

We were supposed to be going to the store.Just a quick run for groceries. Milk, eggs, maybe something for dinner. Theo was driving, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh like it belonged there. His fingers kept tracing slow circles higher and higher under the hem of my dress. Every few seconds they brushed the edge of my panties and my whole body tensed.I was already wet. Had been since we left the apartment. Sitting next to him in the passenger seat, smelling his cologne mixed with the faint scent of us from earlier, listening to that deep voice talk about nothing important—it was too much. My mind kept flashing back to every time he’d been inside me. The way he stretched me. The way he talked while he did it.His hand finally slid fully under my dress. Two fingers pressed against the damp fabric of my panties and rubbed slow.“Already?” he asked, eyes still on the road. That low voice. The one that used to live only in my headphones.I spread my legs a little wider

I shouldn’t already be this wet.The bass from the main stage was thumping so hard it traveled through the ground and straight into my clit. I was still inside my tiny tent, knees pressed together, but I could feel the vibration right there — low, steady, like someone was holding a vibrator against me and refusing to move it.My phone screen lit up again. Another notification from that arrogant prick RiftVex. I didn’t even open it. I already knew what it said. Same shit he always posted after one of my streams — calling out “try-hard girls who think cute filters make up for dogshit gameplay.” I hated him. Hated his deep voice in those clipped videos, hated how cocky he sounded, hated that sometimes when I was touching myself I accidentally pictured that same voice saying filthy things instead of roasting me.Not tonight.Tonight I was done with all of it. No usernames. No faces. No one knowing I was still a twenty-two-year-old virgin who got off to the idea of being used by a complete

The words tumbled out before I could stop them. Filthy and honest.“I want someone I don’t know to fuck me. Hard. I want it to hurt a little. I want to feel it tomorrow.”His thumb stroked over my pulse. I knew he could feel how fast it was racing.“First time?” he asked quietly.I swallowed. Nodded.Something dark and satisfied flickered across his visible mouth.“Fuck,” he muttered. “You’re really standing here telling a stranger you want him to take your virginity in the middle of a festival.”My legs felt weak. “I’ve been thinking about it for weeks.”He leaned in until his lips brushed the shell of my ear. His voice was pure sin.“Then stop thinking.”His hand on my waist slid down, over my hip, and under the back of my skirt. His palm was huge and hot against my bare ass cheek. He squeezed once, firm, then his fingers slipped between my thighs from behind and pressed against the soaked crotch of my thong.A low, filthy sound rumbled out of his chest.“You’re fucking dripping.”I

My head fell back against the tent. A broken moan left my mouth before I could stop it.He licked me like he was starving. Flat tongue over my clit, then pointed tip circling it, then diving lower to push inside me. The wet sounds were so loud in the quiet space. My hands went to his hair, gripping hard. I didn’t even care that someone could walk by and see us — a masked man on his knees with his face buried between my legs while I shook.He sucked my clit into his mouth and hummed. The vibration shot straight through me. My thighs started to tremble around his head.“Fuck — oh my god—”He didn’t stop. He kept sucking and licking, one hand holding me open while two fingers pushed back inside me and curled. The dual feeling was too much. Pressure built fast and hard in my lower stomach.“I’m gonna—” I tried to warn him but the words came out as a high, broken sound.He growled against my pussy and sucked harder. I came so hard my vision went white at the edges. My whole body locked up.