Just One Night to Own Me, Daddies
For some reason, having him watch me get fucked for the second time was more intimate than him fucking me.
Things were crazy that way.
Anyway, it kept me from thinking about that woman… Margaret, or whatever her name was. I sat up and noticed a small note on the bedside table, written in Nancy’s familiar, slightly messy handwriting.
Fuck. How long had I slept?
“Went to see a show with Aiden and Lucian. They said it’s a surprise! Be back later. Love you!” —Nancy.
“She was really living it up here,” I smiled softly, running my fingers over the words. The men were so careful with her. Protective, almost gentle. It was almost absurd how different they could be with my little sister compared to h
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