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All For You, Daddy 11: Bryant.
Sabrina pushes up onto her hands, attempting to leave. Shaken. Wheezing. "Stop—"But I surge up over her, bending her knees all the way back to her shoulders, pinning her to the easy chair with my mouth, my bared teeth against her parted lips. "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want it."Our hot, panting breaths mingle between us.When she blinks rapidly, her hand curling in the front of my dress shirt, I'm caught off guard by a wave of regret. Of...affection. For her. It leads me to speak without thinking. "I'm a bastard. I don't know how to be any other way. I don't have an ounce of sweetness inside of me. I'm sorry if that's what you need. I'll make up for it in other ways." A swallow gets stuck in my throat. "Let me make up for it in other ways."Her grip on my shirt loosens in degrees, as does some of the fight in her body.When she nods, that permission is...Jesus, it's better than conquering. Or winning a fight. It's the most intoxicating victory I've ever experienced. "
All For You, Daddy 12: Bryant.
No. She told me she had no experience with men. I didn't believe her. How could I believe her? There is nothing so pure in my world. Purity doesn't exist. Not like this. Not like her. Everything is morally gray and corrupted, including me. And I've just defiled her. I'm...I'm recording this.An invisible clamp closes around my windpipe, denial rattling my skull. I forgot about my phone across the room. I lost myself in her and forgot, but I remember with a vengeance now. I remember I'm an immoral bastard and I've just crossed the line into irredeemable."Bryant," she whimpers shakily.And for the moment, I forget about everything but her. Everything but making this right and good for her. "I'm here," I grit out against her lips, because there are no words to describe how tight she is. My eyes are watering, she's squeezing me so brutally, her delicate pussy muscles stroking me every time she breathes or blinks or shifts on the chair. "I'm here," I say again, kissing her mouth gently,
All For You, Daddy 13: Sabrina.
Bryant picks me up the next morning in an SUV with tinted windows.I step out of my studio and he's there. Waiting.It's not raining like it was yesterday when he left. The world is bathed in sunshine and there's a new texture to the air. It's easier to breathe, hold life in my lungs. I didn't realize I was so lonely before. I had my dollhouses and my inner monologue and I didn't need a single other thing, but when Bryant's body joined with mine yesterday, I was home.And I have no idea what to do about that.About him.As soon as I spot him outside my door, I'm elevated to a new state of awareness. Of my body. My breasts and belly and mouth. I'm rocked by the pattering in my chest that only grows louder when he slides off his sunglasses and looks at me. Simply looks. No smile. Just those blue eyes boring into mine, a greeting of souls. And everything inside of me rejoices at his presence. I'm not merely walking in his direction, I'm floating. I'm on an invisible cloud and my body doe
All For You, Daddy 14: Bryant.
I'm a ticking time bomb.I'm unwell.A man on the edge of madness, waiting to see if the girl I'm obsessed with will betray me. By the end of today, I will know. I'll know the direction my life is going to take. I'm either going to be the happiest man alive or I'll want to jump from the very top of this building.She is on the other side of my office, smelling of cedar and roses and my seed, diligently answering the phone and taking messages, making notations in my schedule. She senses me looking at her and we trade a long stare. That single glance from her is like a breath of mountain air, a shot of adrenaline, a soft, warm blanket. It makes my heart beat truer. My soul mate. Both of us know it's true. Somehow we've found each other among the wilds of the city, despite the tragic way our pasts interconnect. She's not faking it. There's no way.We're in love.I would walk across an ocean of broken glass for her.I'd give my life.She would crawl inside of me if she could and never lea
All For You, Daddy 15: Sabrina.
When the office door closes behind Bryant, it takes me a few minutes to fill my lungs again. They're totally depleted. That's what he does, that's what we seem to do together. Suck the oxygen straight out of the room. We're using every ounce of it to exist around each other under the weight of feeling. Of love."What am I going to do?" I whisper, swiping at my damp eyes.Turning in my chair, I look at his computer where it sits silently on his desk. No password engaged. Everything is right there. All I need to do is find some evidence that Bryant has been bleeding corporations dry financially so they will have no choice but to sell him their property in exchange for being bailed out of debt. Once I have that evidence, I'll finally be brought into the family fold. No longer on the outside.I stand up and approach his desk, sitting down carefully in the leather executive chair, still warm from his body. After several deep breaths, I begin going through his files. Long minutes pass while
All For You, Daddy 16: Sabrina.
Before I can stand up, an icon in the upper right-hand corner of the screen catches my eye. A cloud. I'm not sure why I reach for the mouse and click. I'll never know why my curiosity prods me. But I lean down and I double tap the cloud, watching more icons flood the screen, along with pictures of various buildings. Construction sites.There's a video at the very bottom.Recognition hits me in the throat.That's my apartment. My dollhouse studio.When did he record a video inside of it?I hit play.It starts with Bryant setting up the phone in the corner of my bookshelf, guilt and conflict written in every line of his face—and my stomach drops to the ground. Oh God.In the here and now, the office door opens.Bryant walks in. He's breathing hard. There is a look of utter relief and elation on his face that would be beautiful at any other time. But not now. Not while I'm watching us make love on the screen of his computer. No sound is coming out, but I can hear every second of it in my
All For You, Daddy 17: Bryant.
I don't want to live anymore.I thought life was bleak and colorless before she came into the picture, but every minute without her now that I've breathed her air is unacceptable.A trial.I haven't been able to leave this office since she walked out of it, because I don't want to look at the outside world. Don't want to face it without her. Sabrina gave me a reason to live, she stole the loneliness and now that her life-affirming presence is gone, I'm depleted. I'm raw and miserable and I deserve every second of it.The hurt I caused her.She wasn't going to betray me. If I'd listened to my heart earlier, I would have known.She was so brave and incredible, standing up to her father, and what reward did I have to offer? A video of me defiling her. In the place she holds sacred, nonetheless. I'm a monster.I stare bleary-eyed at the computer screen, the words and numbers in a senseless jumble. It's the middle of the night. She left me three days ago and I've been working on this proje
All For You, Daddy 18: Sabrina.
I'm disoriented when we arrive. Voices sound like they're coming from a carnival funhouse and walls swell in and out as I run down the hospital corridor. I was brought to the correct floor by Randall, but ran from him as soon as the doors opened, directed by some internal compass that knows where he is. Knows where to find Bryant.I'm unprepared for the sight that greets me when I skid into his room, realizing vaguely that I'm barefoot and wearing a nightshirt and robe. Bryant is restrained in a bed. A nurse is shining a small flashlight into his eyes, but he's staring straight ahead into the light without blinking or responding to her questions. His gaze is hollow, as are his cheeks, his hair matted.When I make a broken sound, however, a jolt passes through him and his head turns toward the door, his eyes showing a sign of life. And that life roars back in when he sees me, his arms jerking at the restraints."Sabrina." Alarm transforms his features. "Sabrina!"Until he bellows my na
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All For You, Daddy 19: Justin.
Two years later…“Which pajamas do you want?” I hold up the polka dots and the Star Wars and my daughter Violet giggles as she grabs for Darth Vader. “That’s my girl.” I smile as I brush through her wet curls and get her ready for bed.“Sam wasn’t coming out until he was a whole prune,” our nanny Theresa jokes, and Sam giggles in her arms.When Eris and I had the twins, we were more than overwhelmed. And while the family was always here to help at a moment's notice, we’ve all got little ones at the same time so it’s not exactly easy for any of us. Living together in our own little compound has been a blessing, but having Theresa live with us has made all the difference.Eris and I don’t have parents or grandparents to show us what to do or to step in, so after we brought the twins home from the hospital we were lost. One day we were in the grocery store together staring at the formula while the twins were screaming, and Theresa walked by. She didn’t say anything to us, but as soon as
All For You, Daddy 18: Eris.
“You look so beautiful!” Rosy squeals.She’s had the time of her life planning this wedding. It’s not a big wedding, but that didn't stop her from managing everything down to the smallest detail. I actually had fun doing it with her, which was more than I expected. I guess being in love has changed my perspective.“The dress is beautiful.”“It is, but you’re the one making it breathtaking. Where did you get your ass?” she gushes as I look over my shoulder.“One of the good things my birth parents gave me, I guess.” I shrug.“And your hips! You really fill out that dress, and Justin is going to be all over you.”I let out a laugh. “He’s always all over me.”“True.”She’s right though. I do look damn good in this dress, and I have no doubt Justin is going to end up ripping it off of me. My soon-to-be husband is more than a little possessive, yet somehow he manages to keep it under control at work. It’s one of the many things I love about him because he has no problem with me technically
All For You, Daddy 17: Justin.
I take her off my lap and place her on the bed beside me as I stand up. We’re both still completely naked, and although I came, I’m still just as hard as when I first walked in here.“Justin?” Her voice is soft as I walk to the bedroom door, determination straightening my back.“Stay,” I say to her over my shoulder as I go into the living room and get what I need. When I come back, she’s still sitting in the same spot, but she’s worrying her bottom lip, and she looks like she’s on the verge of tears.“I know this is shocking, but it’s not like we planned it,” she says, her voice close to breaking.I walk over to the side of the bed and kneel down next to it as I place the small velvet box between us. “I know that you may not be ready for this, but I came here today to put this on your finger.”“Oh my god,” she whispers as she brings her hands up to her mouth.“You’re going to marry me, Eris.” Her eyes sharpen, and she doesn’t like me ordering her, but I don’t care. “You are mine.” I p
All For You, Daddy 16: Eris.
My mind is trying to play catch up with everything he said. I don’t know if I want to throw myself at him or tell him I need time to digest this. I am still reeling with the fact that I’m pregnant, but at least I know he’s not here because of that. He really does want me, and if anyone can understand making sacrifices and tough choices for the people they love, it’s me. But words of love haven’t come out of his mouth even though his actions show it. Right now I need him, and I can’t deny that there’s more still between us.“Hard.” The one word slips past my lips, and that’s all it takes before Justin is on me.He lifts me off my feet, and his mouth crashes down on mine. I close my eyes and soak up the feeling of him pressed against me. It’s been too long, and all my emotions come crashing down at once. My heart pounds as we cling to each other, and I think maybe part of me thought I’d never kiss him again.“Kiss me back, princess.”I dig my fingers into his shoulders and open my mouth
All For You, Daddy 15: Justin.
Over the past couple of years, my business has taken me all over the globe and away from some of my favorite parts about my work. Being in the lab and working with my hands to figure out problems, streamline production, and see the success being built in front of me gives me an internal reward that being in a boardroom never did.So I should be happy that the past month I’ve thrown myself into the work, but instead I’ve been fucking miserable.As soon as Eris left me standing in her hotel room, I saw every mistake I’d made up to that point. When I went after her, it was too late. She’d left everything behind and chartered a plane off the island before even Mary knew about it.It took hours for me to get another one to follow after her, but as soon as my feet hit the ground, she was already in the air again. I didn’t know where she'd gone, and it was like she fell off the face of the earth.Topher wouldn’t give me anything, but he also didn’t fire me or tell me to fuck off. Instead, he
All For You, Daddy 14: Eris.
A month. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve set eyes on Justin. I thought the pain would get easier over time, but it hasn't, and I think it’s getting worse. I still wake in the night reaching for him, and when I do sleep, I dream about the life I thought we might have together.He used me.In all the struggles I’ve had in my life, I don’t recall that being one I had to suffer. Until him. I’d opened my heart and everything to him, and I’d never done that with anyone before. He ruined what could have been between us, and I haven't even begun to pick up the pieces yet. I’m not sure I can because he took some of me with him, and I’ll never get it back.“What are you doing?” Topher asks, jerking me out of my thoughts. I’m standing in front of his door about to knock, or at least the plan had been to knock. I knew if I didn't come to him he’d be tracking me down to my place the second he knew I was back in town.“I’m sorry.” My nose burns and tears begin to build.“Don’t fucking apologiz
All For You, Daddy 13: Justin.
The last of the storm finally passed, and it’s been two days of pure paradise. Not only did this time on the island bring forth some great ideas on how the departments can operate more efficiently, but I’ve spent every moment I could with Eris, buried inside of her.I’ve fucked her in every available storage closet in this hotel and even once on a table in the ballroom. I’ve never had this much sex before and never with the same person, and god, this is so different. It’s more than just the act of getting off, there’s a connection that’s bonding us every time we’re together. It’s dirty and hot, but it’s also so much deeper. If I really look closely at what I’m feeling, I’m afraid it will scare her off. How can someone fall in love after only a few days?The storm gave us an excuse to sneak away and be alone, but as the sun came out, I realized I didn’t want to hide any part of how I feel about Eris.Understandably she didn’t want to flaunt it at a work retreat, and I respected that. B
All For You, Daddy 12: Eris.
“Justin!” I gasp his name as he enters me, and I close my eyes.His words should scare me, and I should be pushing him away, but all I do is hold him closer. My arms and legs wrap around him instinctively, and I never want him to leave. I’ve never really thought about having a baby because I didn’t think it was something I’d have the chance to do. But from what he’s saying, he’s making it clear how far he wants to take us. This isn't some fling.“Fuck, you feel too good.” He lets out a loud groan as he steels himself.His cock is buried deep inside of me, and I’m thankful for the cover of darkness. The tears in my eyes aren't because of how far he has me stretched or the burn I feel, but because I’ve never felt so close to another person before.Justin is a big man, and he’s even bigger between his legs. But in this moment, I feel connected to him with more than just our bodies. This is different, and he makes me experience emotions I’ve never felt before. It is overwhelming, but god,
All For You, Daddy 11: Justin.
With one aggressive tug, her shorts are off, and her panties are in shreds nearby. I don’t give her time to catch her breath as I pin her to the wall and throw her legs over my shoulders. Her hands grip my hair, and she cries out as I bury my face in the soft curve of her thighs and pussy. She smells like coconut oil and tastes like sunshine. I moan as my tongue divides her lips and wiggles across her clit. My hands dig into her ass and squeeze the thick flesh as I pull her closer to my face.“Justin, oh shit, I can’t, oh shit, oh shit.”In answer, I growl and suck so the sensation is more intense. She responds by opening her legs and rocking her hips closer to my face. I’m smothered in her juices, and I decide I don’t want air in my lungs ever again because I want to die with my face buried in her cunt.Her legs shake and just when she’s begging me to keep going, I slip a thumb in her pussy. She cries out and that’s when I taste her sweet release laced with her own secret sunshine.W
