How To Cope With Being In Love With My Daddy?

“I don’t know how,” I whispered. “Can you show me? Please, daddy.” He should have said no. Instead, he said, “Lie back and open those pretty legs. Let daddy take care of that for you.” When I shattered all over his fingers he looked at me like I was the most devastating thing he’d ever seen and said, “That’s my sweet girl.” Three days later he put me on a plane to London and didn’t look back. ----- She has spent three years across an ocean trying to unlearn her Stepfather; his voice, his hands, the way he said her name like it cost him something. She almost managed it. Then he called to say he was getting married again and he needed her home. Now she’s back in Boston, sleeping under his roof, watching him plan a future with someone else, and pretending she doesn’t still want him the way she did at nineteen. He is doing the same, pretending. Controlling. Building walls and calling it protection. But three years haven’t changed what’s between them. If anything, the distance made it worse. He sent her away once to save her from him. This time, she isn’t leaving. Some things are wrong in every way that matters, and still impossible to stop. WARNING: This book contains explicit erotic content and is meant for mature audiences. It explores desire, power, and complicated relationships without holding back. Please proceed only if you’re comfortable with that.

His large hand wraps around my throat just enough to make my pulse race, pinning me to the rain-slicked cabin wall as thunder rolls outside. “We can’t keep doing this,” he growls, but his hips grind against mine, hard and insistent, while his free hand slips under my skirt to find me already soaked. I whimper, arching into his touch, craving the sharp sting of his palm across my ass, the way he commands me to come for him like I’m his dirty little secret. My father’s best friend, the man who’s been in my life forever finally breaking every rule to claim me roughly, deeply, until I’m trembling and marked by him. What begins as one reckless, forbidden night spirals into an addiction of heated stolen moments, whispered dominance, and raw need… until the truth crashes down, pregnancies and betrayals threaten to shatter us, and everyone we love demands we end it. But how do you walk away when the only person who owns your body and heart refuses to let go?

My best friend’s father pinned me against the door and fucked me raw while his daughter stood two feet away on the other side and I came so hard I almost screamed his name. I know I shouldn’t want him. Chandler Callahan is twice my age, filthy rich, and completely off-limits. He’s the man who destroyed his own family, the man I should hate… but the second he growls “Who's Daddy's good girl?” my pussy gets soaked like it was made for him. He doesn’t just fuck me. He owns me. I used to be dry. Broken. Humiliated by every guy who tried. Now I’m dripping, desperate, and addicted to the one man who can actually make me wet. But secrets this filthy don’t stay hidden forever. And when the truth comes out, it’s going to ruin us both. So tell me… Is it my fault I have daddy issues… …or is it his for turning me into his perfect little slut?

Tucking my panties to the side, he gave me one last torrid smooch before littering kisses from my neck to the hilt of my breasts. “Have you ever had a finger inside of you?” He asked between kisses. “No,” I muttered against his lips. “Such a good girl for me,” He gruffed, and I nearly came untouched. + I have a secret. For the past three years, I have harbored illicit desires for Benjamin Gonzalez, my best friend, Leah’s irresistible, suave father. Months after my eighteenth birthday, Leah invites me on vacation with her dad, and I am torn. While a part of me is excited to explore another country with Leah, the other part is nervous to see Benjamin, the subject of my titillating sex dreams. For the sake of mine and Leah’s friendship, I resolve to keep my desires hidden. However, the moment we land in Ibiza and I set eyes on the powerful enigma of a man, my will crumbles tremendously. Regardless, I do my possible best to keep my illicit thirst in check, only for everything to come crashing down on one fateful night. When alcohol blends with suppressed passion to birth cataclysmic lust….

“Spread your legs for me, Lily. I want to see your heat. I want to touch every inch of you until you are nothing but spent.” My legs parted before my head could even process it, pussy dripping wet from hearing him speak that way to me. Being the Alpha’s good girl is all I have ever wanted, and now I was going to prove to him, just how well I could take his cock and be his good girl at once. * After my parent died, I was lucky to be taken and sheltered by the Alpha. Living with the Alpha, my job was to be a good girl and listen to the Alpha’s instructions and I didn’t have much objection—only that I wanted to be the good girl who took his cock, and the one who knelt for his filthiest, most sinful commands. I have spent the last four years desiring a man who should be just my Alpha. And he? He had spent four years drowning in denial. But not anymore. It all started on the night of the heat. Rough hands, hard moans, dirty words. Now, All I do is take Daddy’s cock while being his good girl. Note: This book contains high sexual elements. It is not for readers younger than 21.

"Drop your hands and spread those legs, I want to see all of you." 🔞🔞🔞 WARNING!!! THIS BOOK HAS 90% STEAMY SCENES, READ-ONLY IF YOU ARE IN FOR SUCH A THRILLING RIDE **** Keira, heiress and only daughter to one of the richest men in her country had many problems that the world knew nothing about but she was certainly not expecting that a trip with her dad would add to that list. But somehow, she ended up in the toilet with this hot stranger. From instant connection to sex in the bathroom, Keira is certain that she wants to keep seeing this man that is twice her age. Keira is used to getting everything she wanted but Clint Homer is a different type of difficult. Not only is he one of the biggest shareholders of her father’s company, he turns out to be her new therapist too. But that wasn’t going to stop her…. She was used to having anything she wanted. And since Clint Homer was now on that list, She was going to be Daddy’s little girl.