All Chapters of Teach Me To Sin, Daddy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

He went still as I pressed harder. His breath hitched, but he didn't push me off, not like I would have budged if he did. I had decided when I took this step that if he refused me again, it would be the end.I would leave this house for good, and work to forget everything about a man I couldn't have.I pressed closer, and my chest brushed against his. He was so warm that I wanted to climb inside his skin, to feel him everywhere at once.I tilted my head, changing the angle of the kiss. My lips parted just slightly, just enough to let the tip of my tongue trace the seam of his mouth, and I deepened the kiss. I slid my tongue against his lower lip, and he made a sound low in his throat. It vibrated through his chest as his hands came up.His fingers brushed my shoulders as he pulled me closer. His hands slid from my shoulders to my waist, his fingers digging into the curve of my hip, and he yanked me against him. The impact knocked the breath out of me, my chest colliding with his, my t

“But —”“Shh.” He placed his index finger on my lips and smiled. “We'll take it a step at a time.” He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead. “We don't have to rush anything.”I pouted at his words, but I didn't argue. I just gave a curt nod. “You won't go back on your words later, right?”He shook his head. “You have my word.” He sat on the couch and reached for me. I went to him. I sat on his thighs and curled myself into him. I smiled at how we fit like a glove. We stayed silent for almost ten minutes; I knew because I was counting, before he spoke up. “You're staying, right?”I raised my brow. “Where else would I have gone to?”He ran his fingers through my hair, and I leaned into the touch. “What about Matt?”“I was bluffing about going to live with him.” I closed my eyes and relaxed as he continued to run his fingers through my hair. I felt content because I finally got what I had been hoping for since I met him. He paused his hands. “You wanted to rile me up?”“It worke

He laughed as he pulled me up and lifted me onto the edge of his desk. The polished wood was cool against my thighs. My skirt had ridden up. It bunched at my hips as he stood between my legs and placed his hands on my waist. “My turn.” He smirked. “Lie back.”Holding his gaze, I fell backwards as he pushed my skirt higher, baring me.His breath caught. “Nina,” he sucked in a breath. “You're soaked.”I was. My undies were probably dark with it. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled them down my thighs, down my calves and off one ankle. He dropped them on the floor before his eyes returned to my cunt. I flushed under his gaze when he licked his lower lip. "Is this all for me?” He asked. “This wet little pussy. Is it for me?”“Yes,” I whispered. “It's all for you, Azeem. Every fucking inch of me.” “Then I need to appraise it to know if it's worth my time.” He dropped to his knees.The sight of him on his knees sent a tremor through me. He pulled my legs over his shoulders

“Someone I started dating recently. But seriously, what did you mean when you asked if she was human? Surely, that was a slip?"I wasn't about to let him talk over that. I needed to understand what he meant. He puffed out a breath. “There's something I need to tell you. Listen carefully, son, because I'm about to reveal something shocking to you.”And shocking it was. I sat frozen on the couch after that call. My dad just blew my mind with the story he told. I'd lived for 30 years in this world, believing I was human, only for it to be shattered in just a night. Were demons fabricated stories? How could I be a fucking incubus without knowing it? I had a freaking restless night because of it. If what Dad said was the truth, and I didn't doubt it wasn't, I would have to decide whether I should tell Nina or not. She needed to know she wasn't sleeping with a human. But a part of me didn't want to tell her. I couldn't afford to lose her now that I'd gotten her. All my efforts would be

“Fuck,” he breathed against my neck. “You're so tight. So fucking wet.”He worked his finger in and out of me, slow and deep, and I was already close. I was embarrassingly close, and my body was wound tight from a month of wanting him, of lying in bed at night touching myself to the thought of his hands. He rubbed his thumb on my clit, and I cried out.“Already?” He sounded almost amused. “You're going to come already, baby?”“I can't help it—” I swallowed. “I've been waiting—”“I know.” He added a second finger, stretching me, and I gasped at the burn. “I know you have. That's why I'm going to make it good for you. I'm going to make you come on my fingers first, then I'm going to fuck you so hard you forget your name.”I was shaking. His fingers curled inside me, hitting a spot that made my vision go white, and his thumb pressed against my clit in a rhythm that was already driving me toward the edge.“That's it,” he said. “Come for me, Nina. Show me how much you've been wanting this.