Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

JakeZelda kept throwing questioning glances at me as we drove, but this time they weren’t laced with the kind of jittery nervousness they had been when we went to town. For lack of a better name for it, this time it felt like she was… worried about me.Not that I could blame her. I came off as little more than erratic, dragging her out of the house without so much as an explanation. It didn’t help that for the first hour or so, I wouldn’t respond to any of her questions and circled the town, trying to come up with a plan that would end up with both of us being happy.Or if not happy, then at least moderately content.The sad truth was, there was no such option.Finally, I chose a direction and headed out of town, toward the mountains.The sun was starting to set and I felt my phone ring incessantly in my pocket. It had to be Emily. I reached for it and shut off the phone, throwing it in the small compartment under the radio. I wasn’t going to be at her beck and call, at least not t

ZeldaOnce I reached the armchair, I sat on my knees and gave him a fully submissive look."Good girl," Jake muttered, his hand caressing my hair thoughtfully. "But you misbehaved. You're going to be sorry about that, babygirl."He tipped my chin back and grinned at my trembling bottom lip."Take my belt off," he ordered me. "With your mouth."I stared at him but knew he wouldn't waver. Finally, I leaned closer and he helped me undo the buckle, pull off the belt. He placed it in my mouth and I stared at him, naked, on my knees with my hands on Jake's thighs."Offer it to me," he told me. "Ask Daddy to hurt you for being a bad girl."He reached for the belt in my mouth and I let go in his hand. I felt that familiar spark inside of me, naughty and so very bad but so delicious at the same time. I wanted this, badly.He uncoiled the belt and in a single motion, pulled me up on his lap."Unzip me," he said easily. "Suck Daddy's cock."I followed the next order with shaky hands, taking out

ZeldaThe house felt empty without him.Even though we'd barely spent any time there together, I saw signs of Jake everywhere I looked and it made my chest swell with an ache I didn't recognize. It took me a while to figure out what it meant.I was homesick.Homesick for the fucking cellar. For the grimy bathroom, for the dirty mattress.Homesick for Daddy.I padded around the room with my feet bare, pulling on a fluffy robe I found in the downstairs bathroom. It must have been Jake's. I could smell his musky, woodsy scent all over it, and it made me belt it firmly to feel like he was close.I was aimless and restless, trying to find something to do, something to pass the time. I knew I would have to leave in the morning. My opened suitcase on the table reminded me of that every time I passed it, the contents laid out neatly and folded to perfection, even if the initial packing had been abrupt.It showed me Jake really was trying to take care of me and make sure I was alright. He w

Jake“Jake, put that out,” Emily hissed at me, catching me sneaking a smoke in the kitchen. “You’ll stink up the dinner.”“The dinner you so lovingly cooked for us?” I asked her, cocking a brow.All I got in return was a withering glare as Emily pulled out the roast from the over. She’d just heated it up, everything she was serving that night was from a gourmet chef, delivered earlier in the day with strict instructions on how to finish the courses for serving.I took two more drags, killing off the cigarette, and then dropped the butt in a coffee cup that doubled as an ashtray. Emily’s nose was wrinkled as she did her best not to look at me, obviously miffed by my ‘uncouth’ behavior.I would have been lying if I said it didn’t give me some joy to see her pissed off.“You look like a bum. Red eyes, stinking of cigarette smoke… This is not what we agreed on,” she said, pursing her lips.“Yeah, well, we didn’t agree on a lot of shit but here we are, princess,” I huffed, grabbing my whis

ZeldaI managed to find a cab driving down the lonely road a mile away from Jake's lodge. I'd walked the mile in my stupid pretty little flats, definitely not designed for walking, and my feet were covered in blisters. The ride was expensive too, making me regretfully hand over too much money. Money I couldn't afford to waste.But I didn't care about anything other than revenge in that moment. All I wanted was to make sure my mom got what was coming to her, and the idea of calling her out on her shit replayed in my mind a thousand times as we drove toward our house. Jake's truck was parked in the driveway.I got out of the cab in a hurry, running up the property to the backdoor. I knew my mom liked to keep it open in case she nipped out for a cigarette, which she would never admit to.But it worked in my favor this time - the door was unlocked.I stared at the house for a little while, all illuminated and pretty from the inside. What a story those walls would tell if they could fucki