All Chapters of DELICIOUS TABOOS: DIG ME HARDER, DADDY : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

HILLIAN'S POVTwo full weeks had passed since that night at the party, and I was doing everything in my power to keep myself occupied. I buried myself in work, managed old family business files, and stayed out as late as possible every single day. My father was genuinely thrilled to have me back in the city, constantly calling to check up on me and asking if I needed anything, but I still could not bring myself to feel comfortable inside that house. Every corner of the estate reminded me of what I had seen.I drove through the massive front gates in the middle of the afternoon, intending to quickly grab some important personal documents from my room before heading right back out. I walked through the quiet foyer and made a sharp turn toward the main staircase, only to freeze.Annabelle was coming down the steps. She wore a simple silk house dress that draped loosely over her curves."Hillian," she said, stopping on the lower step. Her voice was soft, surprised to see me home during

HILLIAN'S POVI spent the rest of the day buried under a mountain of paperwork, trying my best to focus on the endless supply of financial reports and corporate contracts on my desk. It was completely useless. My mind kept violently drifting back to the memory of Annabelle lying naked on my bed, her wet pussy glistening under the light, her hot fluid soaking my tongue and chin as she squirted all over my face. I had been rock hard inside my trousers all morning, the dull, throbbing ache between my legs turning me completely snappy and impatient with everyone who walked into my space.Even my secretary had pointed out my strange mood when she brought in my afternoon coffee, asking if I was feeling unwell, but I simply brushed her off with a sharp warning to leave me alone.Unable to sit on the open office floor any longer, I stood up and walked down the private executive hallway toward my personal office suite. I pushed the heavy oak door open, expecting silence, but stopped dead in

ANNABELLE'S POVI assumed he was just going to fuck me once he arrived but I was still excited for the excuse.Hillian had been acting all secretive the whole evening and I freaking loved it. The way he kept glancing at the door, checking his phone and telling me to wait. All of it just made me want it more.Then finally the doorbell rang.Hillian stood up from the couch. "It’s here."My mind went straight to sex toys. I had mentioned once, as part of a joke, that I wanted to try more things. So I got giddy, shifting on the cushion, and pressing my thighs together.I watched him walk to the door, already picturing what he might have ordered.Then he opened it and someone else walked in.I froze and opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out at first. Then I started stammering. "What…what is this? Hillian, what does this mean?"The person removed their cap and I stared even more. It had the exact same face, build and eyes as Hillian. Only that his hair was lighter, almost sandy.My

JAY'S POVI scrambled out of the bed so fast that I almost tripped over my own feet. My heart was pounding in my chest as I grabbed the edge of the duvet and pulled it off the bed, leaving the man beside me completely exposed."Get up," I yelled, my voice shaking as I slapped his shoulder. "Hey, wake up right now."Jake groaned softly and rolled onto his back. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, looking completely disoriented as he blinked at the bright morning light filling my bedroom."Jay?" he muttered, his voice raspy from sleep. "What time is it?""Do not ask me about the time," I snapped, taking two steps back and pressing my back against the wardrobe. "What are you doing in my bed? What the hell happened last night?"Jake sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard and running a hand through his messy dark hair. He did not seem panicked at all, which only made me angrier."You passed out," Jake said calmly, his dark eyes fixing on mine. "I carried you into a cab, bro

JAY'S POV. Though I'd given him my consent, I still felt my insides knot tightly. I swallowed hard, my hands trembling against his face. It wasn't hard for Jay to notice that I was getting nervous. He caught my hands on his own, intertwining our fingers together like he was trying to reassure me without words.“Hey, look at me,” his voice was low.I lifted my eyes to meet him, and the way those orbs bored into my face made my cheeks flush.“Don't be afraid. It's not going to hurt, I promise,” he assured me.My brows pulled together slightly, “you don't know that though.” The corner of his lips turned up, “I do,” he pressed his lips against my knuckles, “just trust me.” I exhaled heavily, nodding to his words. I should trust him. This wasn't going to hurt. And with that, he lifted me off the floor, and my legs straddled around him. His hands stayed under my ass, the warmth from his palm searing into my skin through my pants.When we got to the room, he reached for the cupboard by