Semua Bab Daddy's Dirty Pet : Bab 71 - Bab 80

ALEXMy body was aching all over, in places that I did not want to think about when I sat at my kitchen table the next morning, staring at my cold coffee with regret eating me up. What the hell had I done? First the drunken night with Marcus, then letting him into my apartment like an idiot. I rubbed my face hard because I was stupid, so fucking stupid. And I cursed myself under my breath and swore that I would never let it happen again because it shouldn't.And my first step towards achieving that was to avoid bars completely after that with a no more drinks, no more nights out rule that I took seriously to prevent all of that.I threw myself into work instead and stayed late at the publishing office every day, buried in manuscripts and emails because my desk had become my safe spot where I would read through pages until my eyes burned, hoping that the words on the papers before me could somehow push Marcus out of my head. But it never could, never worked because every time I clos

ALEX’S POVI sat on my couch that evening, staring at my phone while the guilt that I was feeling, the one that was threatening to consume every part of me, ate at me like acid. The book club incident was simply just playing over and over in my head because I really felt absolutely ashamed for letting Marcus to take me again, for succumbing to his antics and for even coming hard, moaning, crying, while shooting cum from a dick that was untouched, spurting cum heavily like that in a public place. What kind of person was I becoming? And what kind of person was he turning me into with the things he did to me?I could not stop thinking about the way his hands ran over my skin, or stop hearing that his thick sexy voice in my ears, and neither could I forget the way he filled me up with his cock wherever he tried. All of these thoughts swirling inside of mind instantly made every inch of my skin to burn with shame even as my body was still craving for every single bit of it. And I even b

MARCUS' POVMy eyes rolled back into my skull as his anus tightened around my prick. And the feeling was just so fucking good too. I could fuck him all day and never get tired of doing this.“Fuck, you feel so good,” I had to tell him after I had given my body a moment to adjust to the pleasures. “This hole is so fucking tight and hot around me. You are such a perfect boy, taking me raw.”He let out a loud moan when I began to move deeper and deeper inside him. And I just loved how he spiralled out of control, bucking beneath me, moans deep.“There, there,” I muttered, lifting my shirt up a bit so I could see my cock buried deep inside of his pulsing hole. “There is my little moaning mess, so fucking tight.”My fingers gripped his hips, holding him steady for my incoming strokes.“Marcus,” he breathed my name when I started to fuck him hard, my hips slapping against his ass, just like my balls. And the car rocked slightly with each thrust. ,“That’s it. Take every inch, Alex. You clen

ALEX'S POV After that, he focused on my ass, his hands avoiding my cock which was begging to be touched right there, making me squirm.His touch on my skin felt like fire.I let out moans that I couldn't bite back while he lubricated my butt crack.And when he was done, he spanked me gently in the right thigh, grinning.“Good boy.”Then, when he was ready with it, he gently lined the toy up against my hole, pressing it against my ass hole. “I am going to edge you, Alex, until you break nicely.”“You know that I ca—”The words died in my throat as he pushed the black toy deep inside of my hole, slowly and turned it on the low vibration.A gasp left my lips.The vibrations hit me deep as they grew, my legs starting to shake lightly.My cock jerked slightly.“Oh fuck!” I moaned loud, my hips trying to move instantly. “Ah, Marcus… that feels so fucking good. Please, give me more.”He shook his head.“Not yet.” He stroked my cock with his hand while the toy buzzed inside. And he brought

ALEX'S POV I paced around in my living room, my heart pounding hard in my chest with anger and shame because the stalking had gone too far—notes on my door, shadows outside my window, him showing up everywhere until I could not take it anymore. When the fuck would he stop?It was so tiring, having to go through every single step of this, him breathing down my neck at every chance while his unwanted presence was prepetual torment that I would kill to erase from my life.Or maybe not.Maybe that was an exaggeration because I hated the way he made me feel.Opposite of that mind you.Because my body craved all of the things he did to me when he was not there, standing with me, his breath on my nape.No matter how much I hated this, the whole stalking shenanigans, it didn't erase the fact that I hankered for Marcus.My body yearned for him.I could lie to myself all I wanted, but my body couldn't do that, hard for him.A sigh slipped past my lips.Well… there goes my pride.Out the windo