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All For You, Daddy 16: Locke.
Something potent, a lot like power, surges in my blood as I cross the foyer, wrap a hand around her elbow and draw her out of the shadows. She searches my eyes nervously, as if I'm going to throw her out. Scold her. But she rocks back on her heels when she finds my expression purposeful, instead. Intense, steady and purposeful. And it excites her. Arouses her. Even more than the first few times we were together. I'm finally giving in, letting myself conquer Harriet, exploit her, and she can barely breathe, she's so hot for it.Letting go of her arm, I reach down and strip off her skimpy dress, throwing it aside. When she stands in my cold marble foyer in nothing but a thong and heels, I circle around back of her, watching goosebumps rise on her arms, her shoulders. Watching her thighs squeeze together to keep from trembling. Listening to her breath accelerate.I wind her hair around my fist, tugging her head back. "Did you bring me a wet pussy?"A shudder wracks her, those incredible
All For You, Daddy 17: Harriet.
I spent the night.I slept in Locke Atwood's bed.If we're getting technical, I was held prisoner...but being trapped beneath his big leg, his arms wrapped around me like a straitjacket? There are way worse things in this life.Understatement.I've never been more filled with joy. With hope and love.Oh God, those are such dangerous emotions.Two days ago I slunk back into the shadows, but he pulled me out. He refused to let me stay there. I was just going to watch him sleep from the roof of his guest house. But he called me. And lord, he was so aroused. So hard. I couldn't say no. I couldn't stay away, no matter how many times I called myself selfish. A liar.He has no idea who is sleeping beside him.What if...he never finds out?Is that possible?We could go on like this forever, insatiable for each other. Lost in this crazy tailspin we throw one another into. It's an addiction. We are an addiction. And maybe I was crazy to think walking away would be so easy. No. No, it's impossib
All For You, Daddy 18: Locke.
Being Harriet's boyfriend has come with a lot of problems—and I don't want any of them solved. In the week since I've moved her into my house, I've developed a serious issue concentrating. This morning, I was in a meeting about a new software design launch and I couldn't hear a word my chief financial officer was saying. Her moans rang in my head until I had to mop the sweat off my forehead. I can look one of my employees in the eye and not even see them. It's just her beautiful face. Her writhing body. She's everywhere.And that's exactly where I want her.Harriet living in my house has turned it into a paradise of intensity. Our conversations are heavy, breathless races through likes and dislikes, favorites, stories from our past, and we kiss our way through them, unable to stop touching. Aching.We fuck like animals. There are nail tracks all over my body, whisker burn all over hers. Sometimes she gets overwhelmed having me up close after watching me from a distance for so long. Sh
All For You, Daddy 19: Locke.
"Hi, Harriet," I say, sounding damn near feral."Hi," she whispers, swallowing. Shifting in her heels. "Is something wrong?""I don't know." I close the distance between us, continuing until she has to tip her head back to maintain eye contact. Until her nipples brush my chest every time one of us breathes. "That depends what costume you're picking out for tonight.""Oh." A flush rises on her cheeks. "It's supposed to be a surprise.""I don't want to be surprised about this."Does she know it's taking every ounce of my willpower not to...to manhandle her? It's a constant struggle to stop myself from picking her up, rip those sexy clothes off, shove her legs where I need them. It's constant."Fine." A lump rises and falls in her throat. Her gaze travels past me, avoiding my eyes. "I'm leaning towards a Vivian Ward costume."Confusion draws my brows together. "Who is Vivian Ward?"She hesitates. "The character played by Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman."Fire ants crawl over every inch of
All For You, Daddy 20: Locke.
"Put it on," I manage, my voice sounding like rusted metal.Her pout is like a stroke to my dick. "You're the one who is insisting. Put it on me yourself."There is a siren wailing in my head signaling danger ahead. Having no choice, though, I take the elaborate dress off the hanger, unfasten the buttons and stoop down, holding it open for her to step into. And while she does step into the pooled silk, one high heel at a time, she does it slowly, bringing her nearly naked ass an inch from my face and lingering, running her hands up the sides of her ribcage, humming in her throat as if she doesn't have a care in the world. As if she isn't tempting me within an inch of my life.I can't resist pressing my open mouth to the swell of her left ass cheek, dragging my tongue over the lithe curve, moaning as I go. But I'm only given a quick taste when she inches away, wagging her finger at me in the mirror. "You had your chance."Gritting my teeth hard, I stand, bringing the dress up her body,
All For You, Daddy 21: Harriet.
The Halloween party is in full swing.And I'm dressed like a princess.Part of me can't believe Locke actually convinced me, but then again, is there anything he can't convince me of? I watch him from across the room now, pulse fluttering in my wrists and throat. Between my thighs. On his way back to me from the bar, he's been waylaid by some employees who are giving him a good-natured ribbing about his Prince Charming costume. He's laughing at their jokes, not self-conscious about his attire in the slightest. How could he be anything but confident after my reaction to seeing him dressed like a fictional prince for the first time? I can still taste his hot, frothy pleasure in my mouth. Hear his moans in my ears.Am I really going to marry this man?Do dreams come true to this degree?I am going to be living, eating, sleeping and breathing my obsession very soon.And I don't think my conscience is strong enough to stop me anymore. Not when I've gotten to know the real man, gotten to kn
All For You, Daddy 22: Locke.
It can't be happening.No. No, it's not happening.I've never been more helpless or terrified in my life as Harriet runs into the street, the skirt of her dress flying out behind her on the breeze. Why did it take me so long to get up and chase after her? I know why, but there's no adequate excuse for letting her run. Letting her get away.Still...All this time, I've been shaming her for the death of my sister?Jesus Christ.In all my speculation over why Harriet needs to be punished and insulted during sex, I never could have expected this—and it has ripped the heart straight out of my chest. That I participated. That I allowed it to go on. The amount of remorse she must feel for being even indirectly involved in the death of my sister must be astronomical if she is seeking retribution from me in such a way. A way that demeans the best thing in my life.How could I?Why didn't I try harder to get at the truth?And now...now she's going to be taken from me. I can see it happening in
All For You, Daddy 23: Harriet.
Three Years LaterI glide out into the backyard in my short robe, purring in my throat as my husband shucks his pajama pants, preparing to swim his usual morning laps. Naked.As requested by his wife.Wow.Over the last three years, our rigorous lovemaking has turned his big body into a pillar of strength, carving out muscle on his torso, his thighs, his arms. He was already a god to me, but now he looks like something from Mount Olympus. Rugged and thick and masculine all over, from his unshaven jaw to his riot of chest hair.Locke starts toward the heated pool but pauses when he notices my approach.And I definitely notice the way he turns erect, the fat male flesh swelling between his legs, his abdomen dipping with strain at the impact of hunger. It's always present. The lust, the wild need. Our mutual stormy obsession is the third member of our marriage."Do you want me to come back to bed?" he breathes into the morning fog, reaching down to fondle the growing shaft between his le
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