All Chapters of ILLICIT DADDIES: DARK, DIRTY & DANGEROUS [COMPILATION]: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The deep, strange voice jolted me alert. I sat up to see a young guy with a single tattoo of a dragon’s head on a breast, body damp from shower, wearing just a towel. I thought this room was empty. Obviously, I’d assumed wrong and that shower sound I heard wasn’t my imagination. I swallowed, forcing my eyes away from his ripped body to meet his jaded green eyes. “W-what?” He stared at me, studying my profile, “you’re the girl Peter sent to me, right?” A frown marred my forehead. Who was Peter? Impatience brewed in his gaze, “I don’t have all night. You can leave if you’re not interested. I can have Peter send someone else to me.” I think I was getting the point now. A hook up girl. He wanted a hook up girl and seeing me in his room, he thought I was the one. I opened my mouth to tell him I wasn’t, but stopped myself. Sage had said I wasn’t exciting. And he was right. I’ve never done anything wild or unpredictable in my life. Why shouldn’t I start now? After all, I had no

He didn’t have aay naught words to get me dripping, he just had to speak. The masculinity, confidence that oozed and aura that couldn’t be denied was felt in a room he walked into was all wrapped into a ball of sexual blast hitting me all over. And it didn’t help that he was so attractive. Even more handsome that his brother. But I forced myself to pay attention to the present and not wet my swim panties and soak through my shorts. “I… there’s so many people.” His eyes twinkled with understanding, a faint humor lined the comer of his mouth, “let’s help with that shyness then.” He grabbed a bottle of vodka from a nearby table and opened it, “open your mouth.” I did as he asked. He fed me vodka — my head tilted back a bit, his hand rises a bit high as the liquid poured in gentle drops so I wouldn’t choke. It was almost sexual, and eyes were on us. Some looked on in jealousy, envy. My best friends were just grinning and being proud for me. Seconds later, the vodka had kicked in.

MARA“Those backstabbing bastards!” Tears ran down my eyes as I studied my expression in the mirror.The same mirror I had looked at myself in just a bit over two hours ago and admired the beautiful, princessy, pearly-white wedding dress I had gone to pick on money I had saved for over six months to be able to afford.It was now a waste.My eyes shifted from the puffy-eyed reflection staring back at me to the mound of pearly white torn mess on the floor. And the scissors beside it.I had angrily ruined my wedding dress after what I had learned from others about the man I was supposed to marry. The man whom I’ve loved since I was sixteen and was expected to marry had stood me up on the day that was supposed to be the best day of my life.He had embarrassed and humiliated me. Made me feel what humiliating pity stares from those who had realized what had happened.Malcolm had left me for my best friend, Joyce. They had eloped and decided to get married today of all days. And the worst of

MARA“Think of how these people will react when you squirt and it splashes on them.” I heard the amusement in his voice as he whispered these words in my ear. Oh God, I shut my eyes at that humiliating image. It was embarrassing enough they knew what their boss was doing to me. To squirt would just be social suicide. I was so sure I’d never show my face in public again because who knows? They would definitely tell their friends and family who would also spread it and whenever I passed, one of them could see me and point. Oh God, no. If this was his way of threatening me to stop my body from squirting, then he had won. With everything in me, I held back from coming. Once time, a moan slipped through unintentionally, I had to disguise it yet again as a small cough. But I felt they weren’t fooled.His finger kept slipping in and out of my pussy.Then finally, the door dinger open, much to my relief that this torture was over. Others rushed out. We were the last. He made sure ev

SERAI admired my reflection in the large gold rimmed mirror in the bedroom of my boyfriend’s house, adjusting the strawberry blonde wig I’d worn over my natural brown hair stuck in a wig cap.I even had on a pair of green contact lens to masquerade my God-given rich chocolate brown eyes.We were going out tonight. To the club, specifically. Tonight was going to be a special night.I’ve been living with Sera since I was nineteen. I was seventeen when we started dating. My parents wouldn’t let me move out until I was nineteen.Five years I’ve lived with Ethan who owned a comfortable home in the suburbs.He came from an already established family and now that the family company belonged to him as the only son, we lived large and could afford whatever we wanted.He had paid for my tuition fees when I was in college and now, I was working as his secretary. Although, I barely went to work.We stayed home on most days to fuck around the house and go wherever we wanted and fucked there too.