All Chapters of DIRTY DESIRES: DADDIES TASTE BETTER: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Lia's POVI nodded quickly. “Yes. Please. I want it rough.”Dante pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark and hungry. A slow smirk spread across his face.“Fuck,” he groaned. “Listen to her begging for it. You hear that, Dad? Our good girl wants us to fuck her harder.”Victor let out a low, rough sound behind me. His fingers flexed around my throat as he spoke.“You sure about that?” he asked, even though his hips were already starting to move faster. “Because if we stop holding back, we’re not going to be nice anymore. We’re going to fuck this tight little body until you can’t walk straight.”“I’m sure,” I moaned. “I want it. I want you both to fuck me hard.”That was all they needed.Victor’s thrusts immediately became harder and deeper. His cock slammed into my ass with more force, each stroke making my body jolt forward. At the same time, Dante grabbed my hip tightly and pulled me closer to him, angling his body so his thick cock drove even deeper into my pussy. The n

Lia's POVDante stayed with me while Victor got up. I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom down the hall. Dante kept stroking my hair and pressing soft kisses to my face, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on my skin.“You were so good for us tonight,” he murmured. “Letting us tie you up… letting us use you however we wanted. You have no idea what that does to us, baby.”I smiled sleepily, my eyes half-closed. “I liked it. I liked giving you control.”Victor came back into the room a few minutes later. He leaned down and carefully scooped me up into his arms like I weighed nothing. My head rested against his shoulder, and I could feel how warm his skin was against mine. My body still felt heavy and used in the best way. Every step he took made me aware of the soreness between my legs and the warm, sticky mess still leaking out of me.Dante walked beside us, one hand gently strokin

Lia's POVHe made me lie on my stomach in the middle of the big bed. He straddled the backs of my thighs, his knees on either side of me, and poured some oil into his hands. His palms were warm when he placed them on my shoulders. He started slow, kneading gently into the tight muscles there before working his way down my back. His thumbs pressed into the knots near my spine with just the right amount of pressure.Every so often, his hands would slide lower. He would knead the sore muscles in my hips and the tops of my thighs, and sometimes his fingers would brush between my legs. Not teasing. Not trying to start anything. Just touching me softly, like he wanted to feel how swollen and used I still was.“You were so dramatic when you came last night,” Dante said, his voice low and warm as his thumbs worked into the muscles of my lower back. “You were shaking so hard I thought you were going to cry. Your whole body was twitching. It was cute as

Lia's POVThe week after the charity gala and our lazy Sunday together passed in the way that weeks do when you're busy but your mind keeps wandering somewhere else entirely.Work was good—genuinely good, the kind of productive busy that left me feeling satisfied at the end of each day rather than drained. Patricia had given me increasing responsibility on the client coordination project and I was handling it well, earning small nods of approval from her that I was learning to recognize as the equivalent of enthusiastic praise from anyone else.But by midweek, with Victor in Japan and Dante consumed by gallery preparations, I was missing them both in a way that surprised me with its intensity.Not in a desperate, anxious way. Not the way I'd missed Rob's attention when he withheld it—that hollow, uncertain missing that was really more about fear of rejection than genuine longing.This was different. Warmer. The missing of someone whose presence makes your life genuinely better rather t

Lia's POVThe word settled deep in my chest. My girlfriend. He said it so simply, like it was the easiest truth in the world. A quiet rush of happiness moved through me.Cavern Kingston turned his attention to me. Up close, he was even more striking. Sharp jawline, cool blue eyes, and the kind of quiet confidence that didn’t need to try too hard. He didn’t smile much, but his expression stayed polite as he extended his hand.“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lia,” he said. His voice was smooth and low.I shook his hand. “It’s nice to meet you too.”Cavern glanced between Dante and me, then gave a small nod. “You two should go ahead. I’ll keep looking around the gallery.”Dante didn’t argue. He picked up the food bags with one hand and reached for mine with the other, lacing our fingers together like it was the most natural thing.“Come on,” he said softly. “Let’s go to my office.”He led me through a side door and down a short hallway. When he pushed open the door to his office, I paused f