All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 81 - Chapter 84

I almost turned back three times on the drive to his apartment.Once at the first red light, when the reality of what I was doing hit me like cold water. Once when I was two blocks away and my hands started shaking so badly I had to pull over. And once when I was sitting in his parking garage, staring at the address he'd texted me, thinking this is insane, this is career suicide for him, this is wrong wrong wrong.But I didn't turn back.Because I'm selfish. Because I want him more than I care about the consequences. Because some part of me—the honest, ugly part—knows that if I drive away now, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.So here I am. Standing outside apartment 8C with my heart in my throat and my hands still shaking.I knock before I can change my mind.The door opens almost immediately, like he was waiting on the other side.And oh.Oh god.I've only ever seen Ethan in his therapist uniform—pressed button-downs, slacks, that careful professional polish. But right now he'

The fact that he's asking—that even now, he's checking for consent—makes my chest tight. "Yes," I whisper. He unhooks it with practiced ease, slides the straps down my arms. When it falls away, I'm bare from the waist up, and the way he's looking at me makes me feel powerful and vulnerable all at once. "Perfect," he says, almost to himself. Then his mouth is on me. He kisses across my collarbone, down to the swell of my breast. When his lips close around my nipple, I arch into him with a gasp. "Sensitive," he murmurs against my skin. "I'll remember that." He lavishes attention on both breasts, alternating between gentle sucking and harder pressure that makes me squirm. His other hand slides down my stomach, pops the button of my jeans. "These need to come off too," he says. I lift my hips and he slides the