All Chapters of DIRTY DESIRES: DADDIES TASTE BETTER: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Lia's POVDante’s hand on my throat tightened just a little as he fucked me harder, his thrusts becoming rougher and more relentless while still staying deep. The sound of my moans and the wet slap of his cock pounding into me filled the office.“Come for me,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding. “Come on my cock right now. Let me feel this pretty pussy squeeze me while I fuck you.”I was right on the edge, my whole body trembling, when he reached around with his free hand and found my clit. He rubbed it in tight, fast circles while he kept fucking me, and that was all it took.I came hard.My pussy clenched violently around his cock as the orgasm crashed through me. I cried out, my voice high and broken, my body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me. My legs gave out, but Dante held me up, fucking me through it with deep, steady strokes.“Fuck… that’s it,” he groaned. “Good girl. Come for me. Just like that.”I was still pulsing around him, my pussy fluttering

Lia's POVHe raised an eyebrow and gave me a warning look.“Behave,” he said, his voice low. “If you keep staring at my cock like that, I’m going to bend you over this desk again. And this time I won’t be quick.”I felt a fresh rush of heat between my legs at his words. Even though I was still sore and sensitive, I couldn’t stop myself from teasing him a little.“Maybe I want you to,” I said softly, looking up at him through my lashes.Dante let out a short laugh and shook his head. He tucked himself back into his pants and zipped up.“You’re trouble,” he muttered, but there was a smile in his voice. “Come here.”He helped me sit up properly on the desk, then carefully pulled my panties back into place. His fingers brushed gently over my pussy as he adjusted them, and I shivered. Then he smoothed my skirt down over my thighs, making sure everything looked neat again.He reached up and fixed my hair with his fingers, tucking a few strands behind my ear and gently combing through the me

Lia's POVThere was a short pause before his voice dropped into that lower, teasing tone again.“I can’t wait to see you dance tonight.”I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see me. “I’m a great dancer, you know. I’m going to show you.”Dante laughed, the sound low and warm. “Is that right? Then I’m really looking forward to it. I want to see you move that pretty body for me.”My stomach fluttered at the way he said it. He made it sound dirty even when he was talking about dancing.He continued, “I’ll pick you both up when you’re ready. And we can go to a club my friend owns. It’s exclusive, so it won’t be too crowded. You’ll be comfortable.”I smiled. “That sounds really nice. Thank you.”“Stop thanking me,” he said gently. “I enjoy making you happy. It’s not a favor.”We talked for a few more minutes. He asked what time we wanted to go out, and I told him we were meeting at my place first. Dante said he would come pick us up around nine. Before we hung up, his voice softened aga

Lia's POVA man in a sharp black suit approached us. He looked to be in his late thirties, with neat hair and a professional smile. He greeted Dante with a handshake.“Mr. Marchetti,” he said. “Welcome back. The boss is in a meeting upstairs, but he asked me to take care of you until he’s free.”Dante nodded. “Thanks, Leo.”Leo led us toward a private elevator at the back. We stepped inside, and the doors closed quietly. The elevator was small and sleek, with mirrored walls. Dante stood behind me, one hand resting lightly on my lower back. Even through the fabric of my dress, I could feel the warmth of his touch. It made me hyper-aware of how short my dress was and how close he was standing.When the elevator doors opened on the third floor, we stepped into a private section that overlooked the entire club. It was sectioned off with glass walls, giving us a perfect view of the dance floor below. The space had plush black couches, a low glass table, and its own small bar area. It felt

Lia's POVI looked up at him over my shoulder, my body still moving slowly against his on the dance floor. My voice came out soft and a little shaky.“I want you to lose control,” I whispered, turning my head so my lips brushed against his jaw. “I don’t want you to hold back.”Dante’s hand tightened hard on my waist. He stayed quiet for a second, then let out a low, rough sound right against my ear.“Come on, baby.”He took my hand and started leading me off the dance floor. His grip was firm and possessive as he guided me through the crowd toward the private elevator. The second the doors closed behind us, he backed me up against the mirrored wall and kissed me hard. His tongue pushed into my mouth while one hand grabbed my ass roughly over my dress.When the elevator opened on the third floor, he barely pulled away. He took my hand again and walked us straight into the private section. A staff member was standing near the entrance, but Dante didn’t slow down.“We’re not to be distur