Todos os capítulos de DADDY’S FILTHY GIRL: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Chapter 5Nora’s povHis hand covered my mouth again. He spread my legs wider with his forearm and slammed in deep and held it there, grinding, so I felt how stuffed I was.“Good,” he said. “Then take it. You asked for it under the desk. You sucked me while I explained ejaculation to thirty people. Now you get fucked on the same desk I teach from.”He started again. Long strokes that slapped. The wet sound of my pussy was loud in the empty room. I could hear how soaked I was. I could hear his hips hitting me. I could hear my own muffled noises every time he bottomed out. My clit rubbed against him when he went deep and I felt it building already, tight and mean in my stomach, the kind of orgasm that had been sitting there since I first put his cock in my mouth.It hit me hard. My whole body shook under him. My pussy clamped down on his cock and I screamed into his hand. My legs tried to close and he would not let them. He kept my thighs open and he kept fucking me through it, same

Chapter 2Lily’s povHe does not answer me. He just steps into the living room and puts his hand on the door and pushes it until it almost clicks shut, leaving that thin dark line of hallway light so we would still hear the stairs if they started to creak. My hand is still moving between my legs because I cannot make it stop. The drug and the almost-getting-caught and the way he is looking at me have turned the ache into something that feels like it will split me open if I do not keep rubbing.“Stop.” He says, the word is low. I make a broken sound that is half sob and half moan and my fingers keep going, two of them still inside, thumb smearing my clit in ugly little circles. He crosses the carpet and stands over the chair. I have to tip my head back to see his face.The dress is nothing now, bunched around my waist like a belt. My pussy is shiny and puffy and twitching around my own knuckles. He looks at it the way a man looks at something he is not supposed to touch.“Lily.”

Chapter 4 Lily’s pov He stands with my legs still wrapped around him and I am still full of him and of what he already left in me, and he walks us out of the living room because those windows face the street and the lamp is still on and anybody who happened to look would see too much, and the hallway is no better if mum wakes up dry-mouthed and comes down for water. My arms stay locked around his neck. Every step shoves him deeper and I bite his shoulder so the sound stays in my throat instead of going through the house. He sets me on the kitchen island and the stone is cold on my ass and I jump and that jump takes more of him and I whimper straight into his mouth because there is nowhere else to put it. He is still wearing his shirt. I am wearing nothing. He fucks me standing with my legs hooked over his arms and he keeps looking down between us like he cannot stop himself, watching his own cum mix with everything I am still dripping every time he drags almost out and slams

Chapter 2Cleo’s povI did not even bother looking for my soaked panties on the floor because my cunt was still dripping down my inner thighs and my clit was throbbing so hard it hurt while I slipped out of my bedroom and down the dim hallway with my skirt riding high around my hips. His cologne hit me before I even reached the stairs, that same dark expensive smell I had been breathing in at dinner for months, and I followed it like I was starving for it, my bare feet quiet on the wood, my fingers already sliding between my legs to smear more of my own wetness over my swollen clit as I walked. My heart was slamming against my ribs and my nipples were so tight they scraped against the inside of my top with every step, but I could not stop.I needed to see him, I needed that thick cock I had just watched on my screen.The study door was unlocked. I pushed it open just enough to see through the crack and there he was, Julian, standing over his desk with his trousers shoved down around

Chapter 2Mira’s povJace stepped between me and the door the second the washer lid clicked shut and I did not even get a full breath in before his hands were on my wrists. He walked me backward until my ass hit the side of a dryer and then he pinned both of my arms up against the warm metal, holding them there like he had already decided I was not leaving. Cole dropped to his knees right in front of me without saying a word first. He shoved my shorts up my thighs and yanked my soaked panties to the side so hard the wet fabric dragged across my cunt. My first instinct was to tell them to stop. The words came out broken and small because Cole’s mouth was already on me.“Wait—Cole, wait, you cannot just—”He licked a long slow stripe straight up my dripping slit and I choked on the rest of it. Jace kept my wrists locked against the dryer and leaned in close enough that I felt his breath on my ear.“You walked in here with that basket like you did not know we were waiting,” Jace sai