All Chapters of DADDY’S PLEASURE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Elera’s POV“Yes, Daddy…” I moaned, my voice breaking as waves of pleasure crashed through me. “Ahhh… yess, right here..”Alexander’s hand slid up my body, squeezing my breast softly, his thumb teasing my sensitive nipple. A soft, needy moan escaped my lips. “Uh…”His mouth was pure heaven on my clit hot, wet, and relentless. I couldn’t help myself. I tangled my fingers tighter in his thick hair and pulled his head deeper between my thighs, grinding against his tongue like I was losing my mind. My moans grew louder, shameless, echoing off the walls of the bedroom.“Shhh, little girl,” he growled against my dripping pussy, the vibration making my toes curl. “You have to be quiet for Daddy.”But I didn’t want to be quiet. I wanted him. All of him. Right now. My body was so close, trembling on the edge as he sucked and licked me exactly how I needed…The sound of the front door opening barely reached my foggy brain.Then..Thud.A bag hitting the floor. Hard.“Alexander!!”Mom’s scream r

Veils and WarningsThe mansion had turned into a full blown circus by ten in the morning. Makeup artists, hairstylists, and florists buzzed around like bees on caffeine. I sat in front of a huge vanity mirror while a woman named Celeste curled my hair into soft waves, but my mind was nowhere near the wedding.Mom twirled in her ivory gown behind me, looking radiant and completely in love. “Baby, doesn’t this dress make me look twenty-five again? Alexander is going to lose his mind when he sees me walking down the aisle.”“You look beautiful, Mom,” I said, forcing a genuine smile. “Truly. Like a dream.”She came over and hugged me from behind, careful not to ruin the makeup. “And you’re going to look incredible in that bridesmaid dress. Emerald green is perfect with your skin tone. Alexander picked it himself, you know.”My stomach flipped. “He did?” I asked, keeping my voice light.“Yes! He said it would bring out your eyes. Isn’t that thoughtful?” She checked her phone for the hundr

The heavy door clicked shut behind me, sealing us inside Alexander’s office. The room smelled like him sandalwood, aged whiskey, and polished leather. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves lined one wall, while a massive mahogany desk dominated the center. Moonlight filtered through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor. I rubbed my arms, suddenly cold despite the warmth of the room. “This is a bad idea. Mom could come looking for us any minute.” Alexander leaned against the desk, arms crossed over his chest. His bow tie was gone, the top buttons of his white shirt undone. He looked dangerously relaxed for a man who had just married my mother hours ago. “She’s exhausted and already upstairs changing,” he said calmly. “The staff is handling the last guests. We have time.” His gray eyes pinned me in place. “You ran from the reception like you were being chased. Talk to me, Elara. No more polite smiles and careful words.” I let out a shaky breath and paced a few steps. “What