Todos os capítulos de SIX DADDIES TO SIN WITH : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

CHLOE"She's coming out!" Elena says, nudging my arm as she adjusts the bouquet of white lilies in her hands.I squint through the glass doors of the arrivals terminal as they slide open. My mom walks out.Her brown hair is as lush as ever, sunglasses sitting perfectly on her spotless face. She moves through the crowd effortlessly in her cream suit. You would never guess she just flew across the world on a grueling business trip."Ms. Beaumont!" Elena calls out, waving a hand.Mom's face lights up the moment she spots us. She rolls her luggage over, pulling Elena into a warm hug before stepping back to kiss both her cheeks."Elena, darling." She accepts the white lilies with a ple

CHLOEI smooth down my dress in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the high neckline to hide the faint red flush still clinging to my skin. I'm carefully pinning my hair into a sleek updo when my phone buzzes on the vanity.It's a text from an unsaved number.Hey, it's Tommy. Sorry I vanished today. Woke up not too long ago with a brutal hangover from midnight. Any chance we can do a simple date? I really want to see you again.My stomach does a weird flip, my heart rate picking up a beat. I stare at my phone for a second before I grab it, texting back.I can't tonight, I have a business dinner. But I'd love to meet you again.So... tomorrow? he texts back.Tomorrow. It's a date, I reply.Can't wait, he adds.My lips lift into a smile as I press the phone to my chest."You have a loose strand," my mother's voice cuts through my thoughts.The smile on my f

CHLOEMy phone buzzes in my lap as I take a bite of my biscuit. I glance down under the table and freeze — Marcus' name lights up the screen.How is your date? He seems like a pretty nice boy.I roll my eyes and lock the screen fast, before Tommy notices my attention has wandered somewhere it shouldn't. He's a talker, and I like listening to him talk — it's easy, uncomplicated, the kind of normal I don't usually let myself have.When I look up, Tommy's set his coffee cup down, his eyes steady on mine. "Why the eye-roll? Everything okay?""Nothing," I say quickly, sliding the phone into my lap. "Just my mother, being overbearing as usual. We're heading to Paris soon and she's already threatening to fly me first class if I'm late." I press a hand to my chest, feigning horror. "Or, God forbid, business."I let out a dramatic little shriek at the thought, and Tommy laughs into his coffee warmly."It isn't all that bad. I fly first sometimes myself. Business too.""Everyone has their thin

CHLOEThe tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand up as Marcus glares at me.My mother is settling into her seat, smoothing down her skirt, while Marcus adjusts his tie, tapping the mic.I take a breath, slide my hand into my small purse, and quietly press the button to trigger a custom text notification sound on my phone. The sound ripples softly through the row, and my mother's head snaps toward me instantly, her eyebrows pinching together in disapproval."Sorry, Mom," I whisper, leaning in close so as not to disturb other people. "I completely forgot—I have to meet up with someone for a quick client brief. I will be back on time, I promise."Before she can question me, I lean down, pressing a light kiss to her cheek.She lets out a soft, dramatic sigh, resting a gloved hand against her forehead as if I am single-handedly draining the life out of her."Impulsive to the very end," she murmurs under her breath, turning her eyes back to the stage.I slip out of the row, keeping my post

CHLOEI lie back against the bed, my chest heaving as I cough softly to clear my throat, tears still threatening the corners of my eyes from the shock of taking his thick cock.“Marcus…” I call out in a breathy moan as he stands at the foot of the bed, his eyes going pitch-black as they track the rise and fall of my ribs.He looks down at me like a predator savoring a creature he just brought to its knees. An arrogant smirk tugs at the corner of his lips."I told you you weren't built for it, love," his thick baritone courses through my body.My lips part to snap back at him, but my mind stalls on the taste of his pre-cum still lingering on my tongue. It was intoxicating and addictive.God, I want him back in my mouth. I want to press my lips back over his head, to trace every vein, to prove to him that I can take every single inch of him.Chad never brought out this unhinged, shameless side of me. With Chad, sex was a predictable, uninspired chore where I barely felt present. I never