All Chapters of Ruin me, Please: Romantic stories : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I climbed over him on shaky legs.Richard lay back against the pillows, cock still slick and hard from being inside me. I straddled his hips, reached down, and guided him back to my entrance. The second I started to sink onto him I moaned—loud and open—because the stretch felt even deeper in this position.“Fuck… Daddy—”“That’s it,” he said, hands settling on my waist. “Take all of it.”I lowered myself slowly until he was buried to the hilt again. My head fell back and a long, broken sound left my throat. I could feel him everywhere. My hands braced on his chest as I started to move—rising up until only the head remained inside me, then dropping back down.“Oh my god… you feel so big like this—”Richard’s grip tightened. He watched me with dark eyes, letting me set the pace at first. I rode him in steady rolls of my hips, grinding down every time I took him deep. Soft, helpless moans kept spilling out of me.“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I panted. “Every time I came on camera I wa

Their house was nothing like I expected.It was modern and expensive, all dark wood and glass, sitting on a quiet street with a private gate. Dante parked in the underground garage and the three of us rode the elevator up in silence. I kept my arms crossed, duffel bag hanging off one shoulder, trying not to notice how small the space felt with both of them standing so close.Dominic unlocked the front door and stepped aside so I could walk in first.The place smelled like clean cologne and something faintly expensive. High ceilings, open living room, a kitchen that looked like it belonged in a magazine. Floor-to-ceiling windows showed a view of the city lights already starting to come on.“Your room is upstairs, second door on the left,” Dominic said. “Bathroom is connected. Towels are clean. If you need anything, just ask.”Dante dropped his keys on the kitchen island and looked at me over his shoulder. “We usually eat around eight. You’re welcome to join us or do your own thing. We’

Chapter 4I went to bed still feeling the ghost of Dominic’s cock against my ass.Sleep didn’t come easy. When it finally did, the dream hit hard and filthy.I was on my knees between them. Dominic’s hand in my hair while I sucked him, Dante behind me with his hands spreading me open. They didn’t speak much in the dream. They just used me—slow, deep, completely in control. Every time I moaned, one of them told me to take it. Every time I got close, they pulled back and made me wait. I woke up gasping, thighs pressed together, the space between my legs throbbing and wet.My panties were soaked.For a long second I just lay there breathing hard, staring at the ceiling while my body pulsed with the leftover heat of the dream. Then the embarrassment hit. I threw the covers off and went straight to the bathroom, locking the door behind me.I cleaned up quickly, washed my face with cold water, and stared at myself in

Chapter 6I spent most of the afternoon staring at my phone.The photos I’d taken of the Eden documents were still in my gallery. Every time I looked at them the restless feeling under my skin got sharper. I finally opened the group chat with Sophia and Mia and typed before I could talk myself out of it.Me: Be at Eden tonight. 11pm. Don’t ask questions, just come.Sophia replied almost immediately.Sophia: Eden?! How the hell are you getting into Eden  Mia: That place is impossible to get into without money or connections  Sophia: Your dad’s out of town and you’re suddenly VIP?Me: I have a plan. Just meet me there. I miss you guys.They kept asking questions. I didn’t answer most of them. Eventually they both sent thumbs-up emojis and said they’d be there.When Dominic and Dante came home in the late afternoon the tension f

**Dominic pov**Julian came into the office looking like a man who had just won a lottery.Dante and I were reviewing the night’s numbers on the main screen when he walked in without knocking, tablet under one arm, a sharp little smile on his face.“You’re going to want to see this, Boss.” he said.I leaned back in the chair. “What is it?”“There's this new girl. Walk-in. She did one set and cleaned up, the crowd went stupid for her. She pulled more in twenty minutes than most of the regulars do in a full night.”Dante pushed off the edge of the desk and came closer. “Really? Show us.”Julian tapped the tablet and mirrored the footage onto the office screen. The stage filled the monitor in low red light. A girl in a black mask and barely-there two-piece moved across the platform with slow, deliberate rolls of her hips. She didn’t rush. She didn’t overperform. She