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If he filled me up over and over again, if he gave me everything my body was desperately craving, maybe then I wouldn't need him anymore. "Princess," his deep voice rumbled, rough with barely restrained desire, "open your mouth for Daddy." The command sent a wave of heat through my body. Before I could even think about responding, his thick finger slid between my parted lips, pressing gently against my tongue. My breath caught as I instinctively parted my lips wider for him, my gaze never leaving his. At the same time, his other hand found mine, guiding it until my palm rested against the front of his belt.

He swiped his tongue up and down, and barely aware that he was probably bruising her hips where he held her, he ran his hands down and then up to hold the essence of her open to him. Her taste, her scent were a lure he couldn't deny, and he knew now, his craving for her would never go away. Damnation. Nathan trailed his fingers up to the silk of a nipple and tugged at it, running it between his fingers and thumb until it turned into such a turgid little peak that it almost drove him crazy.

“But you can just be daddy’s bad girl, only for daddy. Only to seek our desires, our fantasies, to moan for me, to cum on my face and to make me hard.” “Can you do that for me?” “Yes, daddy!”

I asked, and before he could say anything, I continued, “I want to see.” He held my hand on his chest, his other hand readjusting on my waist and pulling me closer. From there, his fingers dug into my bum, and I tried hard to push back the moan that was threatening to break out of my mouth. “You want to see?” I nodded slowly. I didn’t just want to see, I wanted to touch, have it in my mouth, and in me. “Yes. Yes, Daddy.” “I need to take my bath first.” He stated and wanted to walk away but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

His eyes were locked on Leo’s face, on his tear-streaked, desperate expression. "You look so fucking pretty like this," Daddy grunted, his breathing growing ragged. "On your knees, collared and crying for my cock. This is where you belong." Leo watched, mesmerized, as Daddy’s hand flew over his shaft. He could see the muscles in his stomach tensing, the heavy tightening of his balls. He knew what was coming. "Open your mouth," Daddy commanded, his voice a strained, guttural bark. "Stick out your tongue. Don't you dare fucking spill a drop."

I wanted to hear Diego call me his fucking sex-doll, his obsessed little brat, telling me exactly how much better he was at filling me up than his son ever could be. "Ah... fuck... Daddy..." I sobbed, my hips bucking. The friction was becoming unbearable, the pleasure peaking into a blinding white light. I was sobbing now, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. I imagined his hand wrapping around my throat, not to choke, but to claim. I imagined him spitting on my chest and telling me I was nothing but a hole for his pleasure. "Fuck me, Daddy... please, just fuck me!"

"Daddy..." "Don't tame yourself, Anny. Don't hold back. If anyone has to exercise restraint, let it be me. Let it be Michele. But never you." His voice was a dark, seductive promise that wrapped around her like silk. "Do whatever you want. Anything and everything you desire. Let yourself feel everything."

“I—I can’t. Not while you’re—” “Watching?” My grin widened. “That’s the point, sweetheart. You wanted to sneak in here and be greedy without me? Fine. Then you can show me exactly how desperate you get when you crave my cock.” Her breath hitched. “Julian…” “Go on.” My tone sharpened, authority slipping in, my dominant side coming into play. “Be a good girl and spread your legs. Show daddy how messy you can get when you’re aching for me.”

Jason said, excitement in his eyes. "You want a daddy?" I questioned, my eyes widening. I shouldn't have asked him what he wanted; now, he had made an outrageous demand. "Yes, mama, you said you can get me what I desire. I do not want Disney land or football. I want a daddy for my next present." he repeated. "Jason, listen, a daddy isn't something you can get in a toy..." "Will you get me a daddy?" Jason cut me off. His eyes were wide with anticipation.