All Chapters of TAKE ME THERE, DADDY (Tangled In Temptation Collection): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I roll the pad of my middle finger around my clit as I witness the man flipping the female onto her back in one rough motion, spreading her legs wide.His mouth crashes against hers as he lines himself up and thrusts deep.Crying out, her nails dig into his back, and I imagine him stretching her tight pussy around his thick length. Mine pulses from the thought alone.He doesn’t hold back. There’s no civility in the way he handles her. His hips slam against hers, dominating the audio with squelchy noises and the sound of their slapping skin.I imagine myself being the woman as my finger works faster. Soon, my index finger aids my middle finger, and every thrust of the man hits that perfect spot inside my mind.When the woman’s back arches—as she leans into him desperately—the walls of my own pussy clench, craving a fill.“Harder,” she gasps, legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his ass.He obeys by pounding into her as one hand pins her wrists above her head, while the oth

Cainan Baelafort.My eyes keep going to the clock even though it seems like I’m reading.I’m estimating the time in my head. How long will it take him to prepare and start driving down to the house? It usually takes four hours, he said.Today, he’s an hour late.However, the moment I hear the Honda pull up in front of the house, I hurry to the library to sit at a desk.The door soon opens, and Grey comes in. He looks at me with vivid eyes that are quite sunken in an attractive way.“Greetings, Lady Baelafort.”I nod. “Greetings to you, too.”My eyes don’t stray from him as he comes over and sets his bag next to his chair, then sits down across from me. “How are you feeling today?”“Feeling fine.”“Your homework?”I shift my book to his side of the desk, and he goes through my answers with a deep frown, which I would prefer to term as resting bitch face.“I don’t get why you need a tutor, Lady Baelafort,” he mutters, looking up from the book. “You’ve done great in everything so far.”I

Elioza.......He backs up a step to regard me. Now it’s his eyes on my lips.“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now,” he mumbles.Before I can process what was said, Adam leans forward again and traps my lips in a cold, wet kiss.His tongue works wonders. They are not shy to slide into my mouth and battle with mine as I feel his hand on my waist, forcing most of my sanity to evaporate.I melt into the sensations rippling through me. Slowly, Adam starts to move, and I follow his steps without thinking of where he’s leading me until he tilts me backward and I feel my butt landing softly on a bed.He bends over in front of me, setting his hands on the bed to hold his weight.“I want you,” he whispers breathlessly against my lips. “Can I take you?”I’ve never heard a man speaking so politely about sex before, and it shocks me more that it’s coming from Adam, as he always portrayed himself as aloof and rude.My heart skips several beats at his request, though, and I find myself

Dedan...........Being a VIP member, I’m allowed to book a private room and pick whoever is available from the list of people to fuck.Nicknames are usually used on the list because the club members are influential. It’s also why wearing a mask is compulsory.I had just changed into a silk dressing robe and oiled my hair with lavender oil. Now I’m sitting on the bed, scrolling through my phone to pick a fuck partner.However, a notification pops in, saying that I’ve been chosen by a certain ‘Redbeanpie’. Still, having sex with this person depends entirely on whether I accept the request or not, so I chose to verify a meeting first.The person arrives in a few minutes. He’s sporting a long, black coat alone. From the coat’s V-neck, I see an obviously seductive chest with sprinkles of hair.As he advances, I stare at him through my lashes.The space between us thins the closer he gets until he reaches the bed and climbs into it, leaving only an inch of distance.“Hello,” he mu

Elioza...........We’ve been standing for the past thirty minutes or thereabout—Adam, Dedan, and I—with the rest of the Baelaforts as our audience.If I’m asked what show we’re performing to have gained the utmost attention of five people, I would say it’s a shitshow. And I don’t know about Adam and Dedan, but I’m pissing myself here.The icy looks on Mr. and Mrs. Baelafort’s faces aren’t helping matters either, especially since they’re focused on me.“Your father asked you a question, Dedan. Where have you been?” Mrs. Baelafort asks sternly.She may have only mentioned Dedan in the question, but seeing as she glances from me to the girl, it tells me the question is actually for both of us.“I… um…” Dedan stutters.I stiffly turn my neck to my right side to see her gulping hard as she stares daggers at Cainan, who is rather focused on her reading.But let’s be honest here, aside from the parents and the last twins, everyone else knows she isn’t reading shit.“We were invited