All Chapters of DELICIOUS TABOOS: DIG ME HARDER, DADDY : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHLOE'S POVA warm, heavy hand drifted across the bare skin of my waist, the long fingers dragging slowly up toward my ribs.I stirred in my sleep, my brain still heavy with sleep, and tried to weakly swat the hand away. "Mmm... stop," I mumbled, rolling onto my side."I can't," a deep, velvety voice murmured right against the shell of my ear, sending a sudden spike of electric heat straight through my sleepy veins. “I've been staring at you for twenty minutes, Chloe. Your body is a fucking curse. I can't stop thinking about you... can't stop wanting to taste you."My eyes remained heavy, half-shut. In my hazy state, I convinced myself I was caught in the middle of an intensely realistic, vivid dream. I let out a soft, breathy sigh, turning my face toward him. My hand reached up, my fingers tangling in his thick, dark hair as a lazy, seductive smile spread across my lips. “Is that so, Uncle?" I purred, my voice raspy with sleep. "And what does my dirty uncle want to do to satisfy h

CHLOE'S POV"Jake, please—just let me explain," I stammered, my back slammed against the shelving inside the dim utility closet. My chest heaved as terror seized my throat. "It's not what you think…""Not what I think?" Jake spat, his voice dropping into an icy, dangerous venom. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and tapped the screen, turning it toward my face.A video played in high definition. It was from thirty minutes ago in the garden…Nathan holding me against the tree trunk, my dress hitched up, my legs wrapped around his waist while he pounded mercilessly into my wet body.My breath hitched, my face draining of all color. He had recorded everything."I came looking for you earlier," Jake growled, his jaw tight with sheer fury. "And I find my own cousin getting her tight pussy wrecked by my dad behind an oak tree. I'm going straight to my mom and your mother right fucking now."He turned, grabbing the closet door handle to storm out. "Jake, no. Don't Please," I s

NADIA'S POVIf you asked anyone in our social circle, they’d tell you Nadia Easton-Grey is the absolute gold standard of a modern young woman. I’m bright, polite, top of my class, and destined to be our university’s next valedictorian. My parents adore me, my teachers praise me, and I pride myself on maintaining an air of pristine, unshakeable perfection.There was just one minor flaw in my picturesque life. My three stepbrothers couldn't care less about my perfect facade."Oh, sweetheart, look at you working so hard during your break," My stepmother's warm voice broke through the quiet of the grand living room as she and my father walked in, hand in hand. She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek."We're so proud of you, Nadia," Dad added, beaming at me with pure adoration. "Valedictorian is practically in the bag for you next year.""Thank you, Dad, Aunt Elena," I cooed with my most innocent, angelic smile, placing my hands neatly over my textbook. "I just want to make sure

NADIA'S POV"Mmmph—fuck—Brian, be quiet," I hissed into my pillow, my knuckles white as I bit down hard on the soft fabric to muffle my sharp, desperate squeals."They can't hear shit over Julian’s fucking speakers," Brian grunted low behind me, his broad hands gripping my hips so hard his fingers left dark, crimson pressure marks on my pale skin.Downstairs, our parents were sitting at the dining room table having lunch. In the room next door, Julian had his blast-proof gaming headset on, pumping base-heavy EDM through his sound system while grinding his ranked matches.Ever since that snowy night in my bedroom, Brian and I hadn't been able to keep our hands off each other. It was an addicting, filthy secret. The saintly, pure-and-proper valedictorian candidate was getting her tight pussy wrecked by her varsity stepbrother multiple times a day and the taboo thrill was only making me dirtier, hungrier, and hornier.A sharp, sting of heat erupted across my right buttock as Brian slamm

NADIA'S POVBefore I could even take another breath, Julian grabbed my waist, lifted me clean off my feet, and threw me heavily onto his king-sized bed. "Ah!" I gasped out, my bare back hitting the plush mattress.I looked up, expecting to see him blushing or hesitant, but Julian’s expression was dead serious. The timid nerd with the round glasses was completely gone. In his place was a cold, calculating strategist with a dark, commanding glint in his eyes. "You think you're so smart, don't you, Nadia?" Julian purred, his voice dropping an octave as he walked over to his massive walk-in wardrobe and pulled open a hidden side drawer. "You think you can just drop your top and manipulate me like you do everyone else. But dirty, disobedient girls need real punishment."I sat up slightly, my heart hammering—not from fear, but from a sudden, violent surge of wet heat between my thighs.From the drawer, Julian pulled out a black leather kit. He unzipped it on his desk, revealing an incredi