บททั้งหมดของ SIN:BATION — 20 DADDIES SECRET: บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

Emma's hand flew up fast, grabbing Ed's wrist before his fingers could reach her. Her heart raced like crazy. “Ed, no! Stop. This isn't right. You're my stepbrother.” He didn't pull away. Instead, a sly grin spread across his face. His eyes looked dark and hungry in the lamplight. “I saw you two in the barn today, Emma. You and Dad. He fucked you good against that cow. And I know he was fingering your wet pussy in the kitchen earlier. Licked his fingers clean like a treat.” Her stomach dropped. Heat flooded her cheeks. “You... you were watching? Ed, please. Don't tell Mom. It was a mistake.” She sat up a little, pulling the sheet over her naked body, but her voice shook. Inside, a mix of fear and that weird thrill twisted together. Part of her wanted to yell at him. Another part felt a spark low in her belly. Ed leaned closer, his breath warm on her face. “Let me have a go, or I walk out right now and tell her everything. Your choice.” Emma bit her lip hard. She thought about h

The email came on a Thursday afternoon, and I almost didn't read it. I was sprawled across my bed, the curtains half-drawn, my phone buzzing somewhere beneath the sheets. I fished it out and saw my mother's name on the screen, along with a long message that I had to scroll through twice before it sank in. “We've hired a bodyguard for you while we're away. His name is Kai Nakamura. He comes highly recommended and we trust him completely. Please be respectful and cooperative. He will be arriving Friday morning. Don't give him a hard time, Sasha. We're doing this because we love you.” I read the message three times, each time feeling a little more annoyed. A bodyguard. Again. They had tried this before, twice actually, and both times it had ended with me making their lives so miserable that they quit within a month. I wasn't proud of it, but I also wasn't about to pretend I needed a babysitter at twenty-two years old. I typed back a short reply: “Fine.” Then I tossed my phone a

He cleaned the cut with antiseptic. His touch was gentle. I watched him work, watched the concentration on his face, the way his brow furrowed slightly as he focused on the task. He was so close that I could see the faint stubble on his jaw, the way his lashes cast shadows on his cheeks. "You don't have to do this," I said quietly. "I can take care of it myself, really. I'm not completely helpless." "I know you can," he said, not looking up. "But just let me help, okay?” He wrapped a bandage around my hand, his fingers brushing against my skin. As he tied the final knot, his hand lingered, his thumb slowly sliding over the sensitive skin of my inner wrist. I let out a soft, shaky breath, my body leaning forward toward him without my permission. "There," he said, finishing the bandage, but he didn't pull his hands away. Instead, they moved slowly up my bare calves, his warm palms tracing the curve of my shins, sending a heavy wave of heat directly between my legs. "That should

"Sasha," he said, his voice tight and strained. "What are you doing?" "Nothing," I said, my voice innocent, my fingertips tracing slow, excruciatingly light circles over the rough denim of his jeans, moving closer to the heavy heat gathering between his legs. "I'm just... thanking you for today." "You don't need to thank me," he said, his jaw clenched so tight the lines of his throat strained. "It's my job. I'm paid to be here." "Is that all this is?" I asked, my hand sliding higher up his thigh, feeling the thick muscle of his leg flex and harden beneath my palm. He didn't answer. But he didn't push me away either. His breath was coming faster now, the rise and fall of his broad chest uneven. I leaned over, my lips brushing against his ear, breathing my warm sigh against his skin and feeling him shiver at my touch. "Pull over, Kai." "Sasha, we can't…" he rumbled, but the protest lacked any real strength. "Pull over," I said again, my voice firmer this time, leaving no room fo

He didn't wait to take my panties off; instead, his large fingers hooked into the wet lace, pulling the fabric to the side. He positioned the massive, burning head of his cock right against my slick opening. He pushed inside me in one slow, deep thrust, the lace of my panties pushed aside, and we both moaned. I could feel every inch of him, stretching my walls, filling my hole, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. "Ohhh... ahhh... god, Kai!" I screamed out, my back arching off the mattress as he buried his entire length inside me. The sheer, stretching fullness was overwhelming, a tight, delicious burn that made my hips shake. "Nghhh... you're so deep... so big..." "Fuck... you're so hot... so wet," he groaned, his head burying in the crook of my neck as he held himself deep inside me, his muscles shaking with the effort to control himself. "I want to feel every single inch of you." He began to move, pulling nearly all the way out until only the very hea