Novels by Grace Nwabueze

Bastian's POV I shouldn’t have been so rough with her yesterday. No matter how much I try to sugarcoat my desires and guilt, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m fucking my best friend’s daughterthe very girl he trusted me with. My phone rings, and it’s none other than Marcus, my best friend. I’ve been avoiding his calls ever since Lilith and I came to Scotland, unable to face my guilt and the knowledge of what I’ve been doing. I debate whether to answer or let it ring. Eventually, I decided to take the call. He must be worried about his daughter, especially, during the holiday season. I had planned to ask Lilith to spend Christmas with me, though I had only intended to stay in Scotland for two or three weeks at most. I quietly pull away from Lilith, not wanting to wake her. “Hi, buddy,” Marcus greets me. “Hi, bro,” I reply weakly, fresh guilt washing over me. I’ve wrestled with this over and over, the fact that I’m dating someone my daughter’s age. I’m no better than the pedophil

Lilith POV"Say that again, kitten," he drawled, his tone a perfect blend of menace and seduction. The way he looked at me, both dangerous and irresistibly sexy, sent a rush of heat and raw lust through my body, lighting a deep, aching longing I couldn't control."I don't have to say anything, Daddy. I want you, and I will have you." I looked up at him, watching the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. His already engorged cock seemed to grow even harder, and I couldn’t help myself, I licked my lips, desire burning through me.My insides craved to feel that thing again. He gripped my head, his eyes filled with so much lust it felt like he was devouring me whole. A shiver of anticipation ran through me at the thought of all the wonderful things he could do to me."Since you want this cock so much, I will give it to you. I’ll give you a second to pick a safe word," he drawled, tipping my chin upward so I was forced to look into his eyes.A safe word? What does he mean by safe wo

Bastian's POV Seeing her sleep so peacefully after everything that happened last night makes me want to wake her up again. Lilith came undone in my arms last night, and nothing has ever felt as good as watching her lose herself with me. I wanted her again, but I feared she might be sore from all the pounding her body endured. I softly kissed her temple. The tenderness of my own action surprised me. I guess I shouldn't be shocked that Lilith makes me feel this way. As she began to stir, I gently moved her closer into my open arms for a snuggle. She’s such a kitten. It’s only a matter of time before she starts purring. Then again, she did purr last night. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought. “It's Sunday, Ella. I want to sleep in,” she mumbled, pulling the blanket over us. I chuckled again at her cuteness. “You should wake up, kitten. You need food and some ointment. And just so you know, I’m not done with you yet.” Her eyes snapped open at that. She looked at me, and it wa

Bastian's POVThe knock came, sharp and deliberate, slicing through the stillness of the room. My chest tightened as I rose, each step deliberate, carrying the weight of the confrontation I already felt brewing. I knew who might be waiting on the other side.“Get some rest, Kitten. I’ll take care of it.” My voice was calm, though my mind churned. I leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her temple. Lilith's wide, questioning eyes locked on mine, her lips parting as if to speak.“I’ll handle this,” I repeated before she could say a word.The knock persisted, insistent, like a challenge. A flare of anger rose in me. I quickly pulled on my shirt, unwilling to let this disturbance unsettle her further. Lilith had already endured more than enough.Her silence lingered as she curled deeper into the bed. Turning away, I opened the door, bracing myself. My expectations were met; two figures stood there. The stylist I’d called earlier shifted awkwardly with her equipment, while my mother stood st

Bastian's POV"Use words, kitten," I urged again, my voice steady but commanding. I needed her to say it, to claim her desires with no room for misinterpretation. But Lilith, lost in her haze of desire, remained defiant, her body arching and trembling as though words were beyond her reach."Tell me what you want, and it will be yours." I tipped her chin up, forcing her glazed eyes to meet mine."I want you," she finally whispered, her voice so soft it was barely audible. If I hadn’t been hanging on her every breath, I might have missed it."Good," I murmured, a slow smile spreading across my lips. "If you want me, then you can have me, but I need you to be detailed." My intention was clear; I wouldn’t let her off easily, not tonight.Lilith's bashful demeanor was charming, but it wasn’t what I craved. I wanted the bold, fiery woman who’d pursued me relentlessly, tearing down every wall I’d built around myself. I wanted her unguarded, free to voice her deepest desires.Her cheeks flush

All I wanted to do was help myself, I wasn't expecting to see Bastian sitting on my bed looking at me with wild eyes that were devouring me. I don't want to wait. I wonder what will happen if I disobey him. What kind of punishment would he give me? The thought of having him punish me made me feel so unhinged and excited. I did not realize when my hand moved to my clit as I slowly massaged it, just as I liked it . The electrifying pleasure that shot through my body made my body spasm, I could feel my climax. I couldn't stop my finger as it sank deeply into my needing cunt. It went in and out. I tried holding my moan in. I didn't want him to hear me but I couldn't contain the sound of pleasure that came out of my mouth. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Bastian stepped in looking angry. The look on his face was scary. The desire was palpable but he wasn't joking when he said, he didn't like being disobeyed. He watched me like a wolf watches his prey. My hand froze inside my