All Chapters of Watch Me Explode, Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The same receptionist was at the front desk as I came in.“Good morning, Lila,” he greeted me, before taking a sip of his coffee.“Good morning,” I replied, relieved to just sit and wait.I was early again, but I didn’t mind.It gave me time to gather my thoughts.Although my leg was still in pain, my thigh was still hurting, all I could think about for the last couple days was Doctor Ellis. I even had a dream where we met up outside of the office and spent an afternoon in a park somewhere, kissing and enjoying each other’s company.I knew it was probably just a silly crush.My heart still fluttered, though, as he came out to greet me.“Hey Lila, how’s the leg?” he asked as I followed him to his office.“It’s a little better, I’ve been doing the soaks every day and it’s best right after that,” I added. I didn’t add that I’d thought about him more than once while relaxing in the warmth of the baths.“That’s good to hear,” he said, walking straight to the massage chair and setting it up

Doctor Ellis leaned over me now, kissing my lips, and I could feel my body responding, letting me know that I was ready and that I couldn’t wait any longer. I wasn’t going to miss my chance on this.“Please,” I whined as our lips parted. “I need you,” I begged, embarrassed and desperate.He chuckled, his voice was deep and rumbly.“I’m all yours,” he promised. Moving slowly, he stood up from me, and I watched as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall down to his ankles.His cock seemed huge.I didn’t have any way to compare, or any past knowledge other than glimpses at bad porn.I almost couldn’t imagine how he’d fit it into me.That wasn’t going to stop me from wanting him to try.I let my legs fall to the sides as he approached me. He kissed me, running his fingers through my long brown hair, and I was weak against his touches. I could feel him start to guide his cock against my anatomy. He rubbed the head of it from my entrance to my clit, circling there until I th

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t sleep.I heard my mother come home and closed my eyes tightly. Her nightly routine was to check on me when she got home.I guess I should be thankful for that, right then though my nipples were tingling again. It had been hours since Michael had helped me.I tossed and turned, and finally realized that I wasn’t going to get any sleep at all.Looking at the clock I noticed that it was two in the morning.I got out of bed and went downstairs.Michael wasn’t in the living room he wasn’t in the kitchen.I knew where he was.Going back upstairs I saw him coming out of the room that he shared with my mother. He walked down the hall to use the bathroom just in his boxers.To feel his mouth on my tits again, it sent a painful pleasure through me as I made my way down the hall.I didn’t knock on the door as I turned the knob and opened it.I slipped in while he was standing there at the toilet.Our bathroom is big, enough counter space to sit on

Evelyn stirred beneath the soft linen sheets, her body heavy with the pleasant ache of a night well spent. Sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains like liquid gold, casting warm patterns across the hotel room. She stretched languidly, a contented groan escaping her lips as her muscles protested the late hours and enthusiastic dancing from the evening before. It wasn’t regret that lingered in her bones—it was pure, electric anticipation.Nebula’s Whisper had finally arrived. The band she and her closest friends had obsessed over for months, whose songs had become the soundtrack to their late-night drives, heartbreak recoveries, and spontaneous adventures. Tonight’s concert felt like destiny wrapped in melody and stage lights.A dreamy smile spread across her face. She flopped back onto the pillows, burying her face in one as a squeal of pure joy bubbled up from her chest. “I can’t believe this is actually happening,” she whispered to the empty room, her heart fluttering with

The bar pulsed with low, sultry music and the warm buzz of conversation. Evelyn stretched lazily in her seat, the earlier beach glow still lingering on her skin. ““Alright, you dragged Mia and me out here,” Evelyn declared with a grin, “so you’re buying the first round.”Sophia raised her hands in surrender. “Fine, fine. God, I’ll get you something strong enough to quench that endless thirst of yours…”“That’s what I like to hear,” Mia said, reaching out to give Sophia a firm, playful swat on the behind as she walked past. Sophia yelped in surprise.“I haven’t even had a sip yet! At least let me get two or three drinks in before the wandering hands start.”The other three dissolved into laughter as Sophia headed to the bar. They settled into a cozy corner booth, scanning the lively but not particularly thrilling crowd. Isabella sighed. “Man… not much eye candy in here tonight, huh?”Evelyn hummed, her gaze sweeping across the room. Unfortunately, Isabella was right — no one stood out