บททั้งหมดของ Daddy's Dirty Pet ( Erotica collection): บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

THEO'S POVFor a long time, I remained right there on the kitchen floor in order to try to recover.I also remained awfully aware of the fact that his cum was dripping down my thighs. I could still feel his cum inside me. And my dick? That stupid organ had remained half hard even after cumming. Even till right now.After a while, I stood up. It was a feat to get to the bathroom. So I didn't go. Even though I need to clean myself. I went for the paper towels in the kitchen instead. And I began to wipe myself clean with a few paper towels. I repeated the process for almost thirty minutes or thereaboutBut it still wasn't enough. That was because the whole encounter weighed on my mind. It was simply because I felt dirty. I felt utterly used by him. Like a cheap whore. But still, I got up because I knew he would come looking for me if I wasted any more time.The house was quiet. Lucian was quiet. And I moved through it without a sound. I was making my way to the study where Lucian had

Theo's POVI was tired. My body was aching everywhere possible as I was laying idly on the king sized bed that had his scent. Yet, somehow, I had managed to come to terms with every single thing that had happened between the both of us.For now, I was just anticipating his return. The bed was cold, even the atmosphere. This was because of the air conditioner which was running in the corner.But it was comfortable, more so than the floor he had had me kneeling on moments ago in order to suck his hard cock off like a dirty good boy. A good boy nonetheless—that is what I was. It was what I had been reduced to by him. Because of my father and his stupid debts to everyone he had ever come across.His fast life had put me in this degrading position. Not that I hated it full circle. I think I liked it because it was with Lucian. And his big body down there, ready to always fuck me to stupor, to the moon and back.A small sniff allowed my active nose to pick up the smell of his cologne whic

JORDAN'S POVI withdrew from the deep kiss with my chest pumping but Alex stopped me from going too far from him.When I looked up at him, I could still taste him right in my mouth. He dug his fingers so deeply into my skin that I gasped and his hands still remained locked on the back of my neck in an iron grip that scared me.My lips were swollen already and heat went through my body like fire. I had been longing for this moment badly.I had always wanted him since I saw him despite being married to my husband, Marcus—the absolute best.Every late night when I was in the conference room alone, I had stroked myself while thinking of his cold eyes and sharp voice in my mind's eyes.I knew about his reputation—the wild parties he held and the way he broke people and left them still begging for more—and I had badly craved my turn.Since I knew of his reputation, I had longed for my own time with him. And that time was finally now."Look at you," Alex said in a very low and rough voice.

ALEX'S POVI lay in bed with my dick still rock hard and throbbing against my stomach. A glance at the clock showed me that it was way past midnight. But sleep was just nowhere in sight for me.All I could think about was Jordan when he was bent over my desk and his asshole was leaking with my cum. My hands strayed to my dick. And I began to stroke it with my eyes shut tightly closed to imagine Jordan.But I could not come. Not like this. I needed the real thing to do so.A groan of frustration left my lips.Jordan.My married subordinate.I needed to fuck him now. I needed to bury my cock deep inside of him. Therefore, I grabbed my phone and instantly called his number.He picked up on the second ring. "Alex? It is late. Is everything okay?""Bring me the Henderson file," I said with my voice low. "I need it tonight. So come right to my house."There was a short pause and I heard light movements on his end."Now?" Jordan asked. "It is really late, sir.""Yes, now. Do not make me wa

JORDAN'S POV I sat across from Alex in his office two days later with my heart hammering. The guilt had been eating at me but the lust was worse. Every night I lay next to Marcus, I craved Alex's roughness. I wanted his hands on my body, bruising my skin. His fingers digging into my waist.I needed him breathing down my neck, my body trembling from arousal.“I can’t do it alone,” I told him. “Bringing Marcus into this… I need your help. I do not know how to make it happen.”Alex smiled that dark satisfied smile. “Leave it to me. I will set up a private dinner at my place this Friday. Tell Marcus it is a casual thank you for all your hard work and I will handle the rest.”Friday came too fast and Marcus was excited about meeting my boss properly. He wore a nice shirt and kept asking questions in the car.“Do you think he will like the wine I picked?” Marcus asked.“He will like whatever we bring,” I said, gripping the wheel tighter and my stomach twisted with nerves and sick excite