All Chapters of CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 1: WET FOR MY STEPBROTHER EMBER I jolted awake to the soft but insistent knocking on my bedroom door. The clock on my nightstand glowed 4:00 AM in harsh red digits, and for a groggy second, I thought it must be Sarah, my best friend and maid of honor. She'd promised to come over early to help with last-minute wedding prep—hair, makeup, all that chaos. But this early? No way. The sun wasn't even thinking about rising yet, and the house was dead silent except for that insistent knocking.I pushed back the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my silk nightgown slipping coolly against my skin. "Sarah?" I whispered, my voice still rough with sleep as I pad across the room. "Is that you? It's way too early."No answer, just another knock, softer this time, almost urgent. I hesitated, my hand on the knob, a flicker of unease twisting in my gut. But curiosity won out. I cracked the door open and my breath caught in my throat. It wasn't Sarah. Rowan stood there,

CHAPTER 3: DROWN ME IN YOUR CUMEMBER His tongue dove in without mercy, lapping at my folds like a man possessed, starved for the taste of me—of us. "Fuck, Em, you taste like heaven," he rasped, his voice muffled between my thighs. "My cum leaking out of you... so fucking delicious. So mine." His hands gripped my ass cheeks, spreading me wider, exposing every slick inch to his hungry mouth. I gasped, my hands flying to his head, fingers tangling in his thick hair. Oh fuck, this was heaven and hell wrapped in one. His tongue flicked over my clit, circling it with relentless pressure, then dipping lower to thrust inside me, fucking me with it like he couldn't get deep enough. Pleasure shot through me in electric waves, making my hips jerk forward involuntarily. I should pull away. I push him off, remind myself that this was wrong. But fuck, I couldn't. Instead, I gripped his hair tighter, pulling him closer, grinding my pussy against his face like I needed more, more, more.

CHAPTER 2: WET FOR THE WRONG BROTHERS LINDA"Damian. Dominic." I managed, proud that my voice didn't shake. "What are you doing here?"Dominic' lips curved into that wicked smile that had haunted too many of my fantasies. "We could ask you the same thing." His eyes swept over me, lingering on the short dress, the bare legs, before meeting my gaze again. "Alone in a club""I..." My voice came out breathless, and I hated how affected I sounded. "I just needed to get out.""Out?" Damian's eyes narrowed slightly, searching my face. "Where's Jarrett?"The sound of my husband's name on his lips made something twist painfully in my chest. I opened my mouth to answer, then closed it. What was I supposed to say? That Jarrett was probably still balls-deep in his assistant's throat? That he'd told me he wanted an open marriage while getting sucked off in our bed?I should tell them. They were his best friends. His business partners. If anyone should know what kind of man he'd become, it should

CHAPTER 4: CUM-HUNGRY WIFELINDA Damian’s cock drove deep into my ass with every brutal thrust, his hips slapping against my cheeks hard enough to sting. Dominic filled my pussy from below, his thick length grinding against that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I'd lost track of the orgasms somewhere after the fourth—or was it the fifth? The numbers blurred in my mind, dissolving into a haze of white-hot pleasure."Keep counting, baby,” Damian growled from behind me, his thick cock slamming into my ass. “We want to hear every single one. Tell us how many times we’re making this married pussy come for us.”I tried. Fuck, I tried to keep the count going. “S-s-six,” I whimpered, but the word dissolved into a sob as they both drove in at the same time—Dominic grinding up into that perfect spot inside my pussy while Damian fucked my ass in short, punishing strokes that made my vision spark white. My clit was throbbing against Dominic’s pelvis every time I rocked

CHAPTER 1: UNLOCKING MY SLUYTY SECRETSEVIE "Some guys failure to make their girls come is because they are uneducated. They good enlightenment that will help their dick to perform well” Kaleb purrs, his voice like warm honey dripping over my skin, sending a shiver straight down to the insides of my thighs. Oh God, what this man could educate me on. His words alone make my body tremble, igniting a fire I haven’t felt in weeks. I’ve been hooked on his show for months now, but ever since my boyfriend—ex-boyfriend—broke up with me a few weeks ago, listening to Kaleb has become my nightly ritual. It’s like therapy, but way hotter. My ex, Jake, was okay in bed, I guess, but he never made me feel like this. Never made me come like I deserved. Hell, half the time, I faked it just to get it over with. But Kaleb? His voice alone is enough to ignite something deep inside me, something primal and aching. I can’t even think about Jake anymore. Fuck him. Kaleb’s words on how to take a woman