Say It The Way You Did Last Night

Sadie’s POVLast night, my boss walked in on me masturbating.I’d spread my legs wide while sitting in my office chair, feet propped shamelessly on either side of my laptop. My skirt hiked up to my waist, my panties pulled to one side like some mindless maniac in need of a quick fix. “Five minutes” I'd quietly promised, slowly tracing over my folds.But the moment my fingers plunged deep into my throbbing pussy, that silent promise went straight out the window. It was reckless. Stupid, even. I know. But it was two hours after closing time, the entire floor should’ve been empty. My head fell back, eyes squeezed shut until I started seeing stars.Until I started seeing him. Diego Ramos, pinning me down on this very desk, that deep, commanding voice growling my name while he ruined me.“Fuck… Diego,” I moaned, loud and broken, right as my orgasm crested.Hypnotised by the taste of pleasure, I didn't hear the spare key slide into the door until it was too late. When my eyes flutter

Don't Apologise, I Liked It

Sadie's POV “Say it the way you did last night.”The low growl sent liquid fire straight to my core. His hand pressed firmly against the small of my back, yanking me flush against his hard body. In an instant, I abandoned all restraint and control, claiming his lips in a bruising, unforgiving kiss.It was raw, desperate, and filthy. My tongue invaded his mouth as he lifted me onto the edge of his massive oak desk like I weighed nothing. Papers scattered everywhere. His hands traced my entire body — gripping my hips, shoving my skirt up to my waist, fingers digging into my thighs hard enough to leave marks.“Fuck, you’re soaked already,” he groaned against my lips, sliding two thick fingers through my dripping folds. “This pretty little pussy has been aching for Daddy since yesterday, hasn’t it?”I whimpered, grinding shamelessly against his hand. “Yes… please…”He freed his cock — thick, heavy, and rock-hard — and rubbed the swollen head against my entrance.I nudged closer, spread

Play Pretend For Our Son

Diego’s POVWife.The word tasted like ash in my mouth.Ava hadn't been my wife for the past six years. The divorce, though not public, was set in stone. What remained now was nothing but legal ghosts and mutual resentment.“Stay here. This won't take long.”Sadie attempted a response, but I was already a few strides away before she could manage one. Stepping out of the study, I reached the grand foyer where she sat. She'd been expecting me. Posture tightened, face forward, fingers locked while she rested at the helm of the table like it was still meant for her. My ex-wife had aged like fine wine — or perhaps like a sharpened blade. Successful in her own right, she now ran several investment firms that had once been under my umbrella.…Until we parted ways… and she swallowed nearly half my empire with zero remorse. “Diego,” she said coolly, her red lips curving into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s been a while.”“Not long enough,” I replied flatly, stopping just across

Tell Me You Don't Love Me Anymore

Sadie’s POVIt was a private conversation. I probably shouldn't have been eavesdropping on them. But after hearing the tense conversation with Mrs. Ava, something inside me snapped. I owed Liam nothing, that was for sure, but it was probably for the best if I kept my distance, at least for the sake of the new lady in his life. Of course, that was only half of the truth. The other half was the lingering guilt that came with hearing her proposition. He could hide it from everyone, but I knew how much Mr. Ramos loved his son. Even if it meant getting back with the woman that almost ruined him, I doubt he'd hesitate. My body was still buzzing from that blistering kiss, my lips tingling with the memory of his touch, but reality crashed in hard.So I left before hearing anything else, and asked the driver to drop me at my parents’ modest home instead of my apartment.Liam would be returning soon anyway. The last thing I needed was the paparazzi or a nosy neighbour trying to get viral o

A Quickie In My Parent's House

Sadie’s POV The backyard suddenly felt too small. The afternoon sun beat down on us, but a chill ran down my spine at the sight of father and son facing off for the first time in almost three years.Liam’s face twisted with pure rage. “What… the hell are you doing here?” he snarled, yanking his arm free — or at least trying to. Mr. Ramos' grip didn’t budge until he chose to release it.He stood, tall and composed, his expression calm but his eyes cold as steel. “I could ask you the same question.” “Don't play smart with me old man.”Liam looked at me, fury turning him a light pale red before Mr. Ramos stepped across to block off his view. “I came to check on Sadie,” he answered. “Somehow, I don't think you're here for that same reason. Are you?”Liam’s eyes flashed with hatred. It wasn’t just anger — it was deep-seated resentment, the kind that felt like it'd been festering for years. I’d always known things were strained between them, but seeing it up close like this made my st

All Chapters of Daddy's Little Girl: An Affair With My Ex-Boyfriend's Father: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Say It The Way You Did Last Night

Don't Apologise, I Liked It

Play Pretend For Our Son

Tell Me You Don't Love Me Anymore

A Quickie In My Parent's House