PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
'Submit,' the spirit urged in her mind, not words but a compulsion that made her cheeks burn with shame and desire.
Lila gasped around the finger, her breath ragged as the doll withdrew it slowly, trailing spit down her chin. The sound was wet and obscene, mixing with the slick slaps of its hips against hers. Caught between terror and lust, she surrendered to the possession's grip, her body going limp under its control. Tears streamed down her face, but her hips bucked up instinctively, chasing the electric pulses that lit her nerves on fire. The emotional storm raged inside her—guilt for wanting this, fear of losing herself, and an intoxicating pull toward the darkness. Her innocent world o