All Chapters of Call Me Daddy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amelia's POV“Oh my God!” My eyes flew open as I screamed. My legs vibrated, shaking like crazy. I felt suffocated, full, in pain. He went so deep, tears instantly rolled down my cheeks. I just couldn't do it anymore, not after everything I already heard.That didn't exactly scare me, but now I was scared. He's so big. I want to get out of here.No, I'm not ready. I'm really not ready. I spoke too soon. Every time I had him figured out, he would pull me two steps back. I shook my head in fear, wishing I could tap him to stop but my hands were in cuffs. Now I know why he handcuffed me. I just froze, suffocating his cock I've been dying to taste for a while now. It was everything I thought it would be and more, it was more than more, it was an experience I was so certain I wouldn't survive for much longer.He didn't give me time to adjust to his huge cock, nor did he care about the pain I felt. He pulled out and plunged even deeper into me again, like he wanted me to feel pain. He gro

Amelia's POVI couldn't respond, he didn't care. He just tossed my phone and proceeded to fuck my throat even faster, until I felt him thicken before he spasmed all over my mouth, deep inside my throat.I'm in deep shit if Brittany heard all that. “Good girl, swallow every last drop I feed you. It's rich cum, from the best.” This guy is crazy, I almost laughed, I almost forgot how insane he is. He groaned deeply as he pulled out, falling on top of me and breathing hard. I instantly reached for my phone to see that the call had ended. Good. I still freaked out a little because who knew when exactly? Why did he even pick up just to do that?“You're itching to get caught. Tell me why.”“By who?”“My dad, my step mom.” “I mean, the earlier they know about us the better.”I was taken aback. Us? What ‘us’ was he talking about? I immediately set things straight. Well at least I tried to.“There's no us. We are just fucking for a while, that's all. And no, they can never find out about thi

Dane’s POVDaniel has been desperately trying to get on my good side. While I've been mildly seeking him out, he's been aggressive about his own demands. He wants us to work together on a project since our past ones have hit great levels of success, but I'm acting like an asshole in a dignified way that will shock him and keep him wanting more because I'm a great business man.This internship bullshit? It's just a front. Too bad I have no more plans to contribute to making that bastard any more richer than he already is, even if it would've benefited me as well. People like him deserved to rot in hell and I really don't need any more money. I'm so damn rich and I know it.Now, back to the devil's spawn on my laps, the only good decision he ever made in his life. Contributing to her existence, only for me to corrupt completely.So she was out here trying to seduce me to put in a good word for her. Classic. She knew what she possessed, and she wasn't scared to use it. Some men would fa

Amelia's POVTrust me, I've been waiting impatiently for the close of work all day. I saw him leaving earlier, with Dakota. He claimed he never fucked her, but somehow I was dying of jealousy deep inside.I want to be his only servant, his only victim. Only me. Maybe that's why I was hoping to go to his place and catch her there early enough, and fucking kill her for messing with my predator.I hate that shit. I obsessed over it for the last two hours of work straight, and I completely ignored the coworker I had been flirting with as some kind of distraction and drove off, straight for his place. I don't even know what I've become at this point.I got there, but this time the door was locked so he came to get it. He was shirtless, wearing just jean pants. I can't get used to seeing him in clothes that aren't a well tailored suit, it honestly feels like a sin.He frowned when he opened up like he wasn't happy to see me. Did he forget?Not possible.“You're very disobedient.” He started

Amelia's POVUtmost pain was all that echoed in my mind. I couldn't take it. I couldn't stomach it. I couldn't handle it. It hurt to breathe, to move, I didn't even want to find out how bad it would be for a second time after trying to move the first time.I couldn't even scream or call out his name until he pulled out, but he pushed back in again, grunting, knowing exactly what he was doing to me as he pressed me against that island.I let the tears flow as he proceeded to pound into me with nothing less of sexual frustration. He was trying to kill me.How could I enjoy this? I'll never stop asking myself what's wrong with me because this cannot be normal. Sure, I knew there was more to what I liked and fantasized about, but it couldn't possibly be this extreme.I couldn't possibly like feeling the brutal stab after stab of a man that possessed the biggest dick I have ever seen. But I did. I liked it so much. I bent even more, to the last, just so he would go deeper.My moans echoed