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Blurb. Daddy’s Dirty Secrets is a collection of stories where temptation never knocks—it walks straight in. Every tale explores the thrill of forbidden attraction, dangerous choices, hidden affairs, and desires too powerful to ignore. Here, love isn’t always innocent, heroes aren’t always good, and the lines between right and wrong blur with every stolen moment. Whether it’s a ruthless billionaire guarding more than his fortune, a mafia king with a dangerous obsession, an alpha who refuses to let go, or strangers whose lives collide at exactly the wrong time, every story offers a new escape into a world where passion and consequences go hand in hand. No two stories are alike, but th

He picked up a wine bottle beside him then opened it smoothly, I watched the bulging veins of his hand when he tightened around the cap while opening it. He addressed everyone in a steady tone. “Who wants some?” Ethan Roth answered calmly. “Me first.” He poured him a little under my father’s greedy gaze, no doubt he desired the entire bottle not only one glass. He passed his question in an opportunistic way nobody understood except me. “And you Mr. Brooks?” My father wet his throat with displeasure, moved his hand through the air refusing, rather lying. “No no, I do not drink.” I could not stop my laughter from escaping, I laughed secretly loud enough for everyone to hear until my eyes fille

“No?” “Nuh-uh. Or that paddle withElle’s Been A Bad Girlwritten on it.” “I thought that was rather genius.” “Not cool, Daddy G. Not cool. I have to school you on this Daddy stuff. Daddies don’t buy paddles or Time-out chairs.” “And if Gomez believes that nonsense, he isn’t as smart as he claims to be,” Saber said, walking in with her bottle. “Daddy! I didn’t see you there.”

Something hard, thick, and throbbing pressed against my lips, making my breath hitch. My eyes snapped open to find Daelan on top of me, his dick pressed against my parted lips. He looked down at me with a wild grin, the sharp glint in his eyes holding me captive as he held his length against my lips and murmured, “Now, open wide, little wolf. Time for your reward… you’ve earned a taste for cumming so well for daddy.”

"Please, daddy…" His breath hitched, his pupils blowing wide. "That’s my girl." He pushed her dress higher as he widened her legs, exposing her completely to him, then he leaned his mouth close to her pu$$y and lick her first before doing that again, tasting her and thrusting his tongue deep into her opening, making her grip the edge of the desk until her knuckles turned white. Her head fell back, but his hand gripped her chin again, forcing her to watch him.

I could feel something getting sticky against my panties and that made me let out a soft groan. Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open. I was taken aback and I quickly moved away from him. He looked over at me with a raised brow, his eyes questioning me. “What are you doing?” Yeah, his eyes said that. “I'm dripping wet just by staring at your face, Daddy” he didn't ask, but I admitted, like I was asking to be punished and begging to be fucked. Daddy groaned. “Fuck, Eloise!” His voice was low, restrained.

she says lazily. My blood chills. No, no, please don’t... don’t you fucking dare. I shake my head fast and hard, urging her not to do this. Mark turns toward her. “What does that mean?” She smirks and leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “You’re still hoping to make money from the street? That’s old news. There are apps now. Daddies Kingdom, Daddies Underground, Sugar Babies, Domme Kingdom.” Mark squints, confused. “Can you say that in simple fucking terms?”

Damien, still sucking his fingers, tilted his head and asked, “Done? I haven’t even started. So far, only you’ve enjoyed yourself; I haven’t done anything yet.” “What the-?” Emma truly wanted to curse, but she immediately froze because of the thing pressing against her vulva. His large, arrogantly erect penis was constantly rubbing against her down below, its tip even oozing a little fluid. This was the first time Emma had seen a man’s penis, and at such a close distance. She paled with fear and shook her head violently. “No, no, I don’t want to.” Damien pushed Emma down. He held her tightly with one hand so she couldn't struggle, and with the other, he held his penis to her vaginal opening

My dad's voice calling for someone to bring more napkins. "They're cutting your dad's cake soon," Grayson whispers, his cock dragging against my g-spot with every slow thrust. "Think you can cum before we have to go watch him blow out his candles? Cum on his best friend's cock and then go smile for photos with my load dripping down your legs?" "Yes—fuck—please, Daddy, make me cum—" "Touch yourself." He adjusts his grip on my thighs. "Rub that pretty clit while I fuck you. Show me how you made yourself cum that night, thinking about watching me."