All Chapters of Forbidden Daddy Desires: Steamy MM : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The funeral was a goddamn nightmare. A sea of black clothes and hollow-eyed people whispering platitudes about my mother like they gave a shit. I stood there in my cheap, scratchy suit, feeling like a fraud. My mother, a vibrant splash of color in a monochrome world, reduced to a tasteful, closed ca

The next morning, I woke up to the rich, bitter smell of coffee. For a few blissful seconds, I forgot. I forgot about the funeral, about the house, about the strange, tense dynamic crackling between me and Marcus. Then reality crashed down, and I pulled a pillow over my head, wishing I could smother

I stood there, frozen, my mind a complete blank. Take those sweaty clothes off. The order echoed in the silent kitchen, each word a separate, heavy stone dropping into the pit of my stomach. My sweatpants were already tented, my arousal a blatant, throbbing accusation. Stripping now felt like a diff

Panic, cold and sharp, sliced through me. Aunt Carol. Marcus’s younger sister, a woman with a voice like a foghorn and a complete inability to grasp the concept of personal space. She would walk right in. She would see me.“Daddy, no,” I begged, my voice a frantic whisper. “I can’t...”“Shh.” Marcus

Friday night arrived with the sickening weight of a pending execution. The plug lay on my bed, a small, black, menacing sentinel. It was sleek and heavy in my palm, the silicone cool to the touch. For the last two days, my training had intensified. Marcus had pushed me, tested my limits, and rewarde