Semua Bab SIN:BATION — 20 DADDIES SECRET: Bab 321 - Bab 330

He stripped off my clothes with agonizing precision, unbuttoning my blouse slowly, his eyes burning into mine as he exposed my chest, then sliding my skirt down my legs. His eyes roamed over my exposed skin, taking in the lace of my bra, the lush curve of my breasts, the softness of my stomach, and the soaked lace of my panties. He groaned, low and deep, a sound that vibrated right through my center. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to see you like this." "Show me," I said again, my voice breathless and slick with desire. "Make me feel it.” He lowered his head, his warm mouth closing over my nipple right through the damp lace of my bra. I gasped, my back arching completely off the bed as intense pleasure zapped through my nerves. His tongue circled the sensitive, hardened peak, wet and warm, sucking it deeply into his mouth until I was squirming under him. I cried out, my fingers tightening forcefully in his short hair. "Oh god…" I begged, my hips rolling up uselessly to se

My breath caught. "What?" I gasped, staring at him in shock. "Touch yourself. Slowly. Like you're alone in your bedroom. I need to capture that expression," he explained, his voice low, steady, and utterly hypnotic. "Mr Victor..." I pleaded, my thighs rubbing together as a sudden wave of heat washed over me. "It's art, Elena," His voice was low, patient. "Trust me." I walked back to the platform. I lay down. I closed my eyes. And I touched myself. My fingers, trembling with a mixture of fear and growing arousal, traced slowly down my chest, over my ribs, and down my stomach. I let my hand slip lower, parting my outer lips to find the slick, swollen bud of my clit. Finding the spot that made me gasp, I let out a soft, breathy "Mmm..." I circled it slowly, my hips rising to meet my hand, my breath coming in soft, ragged moans. "Nghh... it's so warm..." I whined, my fingers slick with my own moisture. "Open your eyes," he said. "Look at me." I did, my vision slightly hazy with

Chapter 1: A blow job 🍆🍆Daniel’s POVI stood at the front door of my house, watching the cars pull into the driveway one after the other. The late afternoon light was soft, it was the kind that made everything look warmer than it really was. Marcus’s black SUV came first, then Leo’s silver sedan right behind it. We agreed on having a weekend together. I had been looking forward to this for weeks.Marcus stepped out first, he was tall and solid as always, his quiet energy filling the space even before he spoke. Elena—Marcus’ wife—climbed out on the passenger side. She was wearing a simple cream blouse and dark jeans that hugged her hips just right. Our eyes met for half a second across the driveway. She gave me the smallest wink, it was so quick anyone else would have missed it, and then she looked away, smiling at her husband like nothing had happened.Leo and Sophie, followed. Leo was already talking, laughing about traffic. Sophie looked pretty in a soft blue dress, but her s

Chapter 3: Getting my sweater👅💦💦 Elena’s POV I woke up the next morning still feeling the ghost of Daniel’s cock in my throat from the night before. The kitchen had been risky and fast, but it had only made the hunger sharper. Now, sitting at the big dining table with everyone for breakfast, I could barely focus on the plate of scrambled eggs in front of me. Marcus sat beside me, scrolling through emails on his phone between bites. Across the table Daniel was pouring coffee for Claire, looking completely calm. Leo and Sophie were talking about some movie they wanted to watch later. Everything looked perfectly ordinary. I caught Daniel’s eye for half a second. He held the look, then glanced toward the stairs so briefly no one else would have noticed. My pulse jumped. I waited for a while then spoke. “I’m going to grab a sweater from upstairs,” I said lightly. “It’s a little chilly in here.” Daniel set his coffee cup down. “I’ll come with you. I left my phone charger in the

Chapter 5: What the fuck👅💦💦 Marcus POV I was still sitting on the two-seater when Daniel stood up. “I’m going to grab something from upstairs,” he said casually. “Be right back.” Elena waited only a few seconds before rising as well. “I left my phone charger in the guest room. I’ll come with you.” They disappeared up the stairs together. No one commented. A short while later Leo stretched and got to his feet. “I think I left my headphones in the big guest suite. Gonna check.” Claire watched him go, then set her glass down. “I’ll go make sure the towels are stocked while I’m up there.” She followed him. That left only Sophie and me in the living room. Sophie was still sitting on the floor near the fireplace, knees drawn up, looking at me with an expression I had come to recognize over the weekend. She stood, crossed the short distance between us, and stopped right in front of me. “It’s just us,” she said softly. I didn’t answer with words. I reached up, took her hand, a