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All For You, Daddy Book Four: Hard & Soft.
Sabrina Hart will do anything her father asks for, including becoming a spy to help him get his lick back at Bryant Colliver, the grumpy billionaire who's giving their cooperation a hard time, but little did Sab know that Bryant is aware of her true identity and true intentions to dig up proof of his real estate schemes.Bryant formulates a plan of his own. Make Sab fall for him, sleep with her, and send her back to Daddy in tears.But Bryant's plan turns sour when he finally gets to meet Sabrina, and theirs is a connection like no other. They get each other's jokes and finish each other's sentences.It's a match made in heaven.Still, Bryant must be sure that Sabrina's intentions toward him are pure this time. Will they get their happily ever after?-------------1: Bryant.I do a double take, positive I've misheard my CFO. "They what?"Randall props a hip on the edge of my desk and takes his time repeating himself. "Hart, our biggest competitor, is sending in a spy." With a flourish
All For You, Daddy 2: Sabrina.
I can barely hear over the crackling in my ears.The sound grows stronger as the elevator climbs. All the way to the top of Colliver Enterprises. I'm holding a slim leather folder in my hand. The only thing inside is a fake resume for someone named Sarah Hart, crafted by my father's lawyers.Why am I doing this?My eyes tick down to the emergency stop button, a string in my gut pulling taut.Push it. Go home. You owe nothing to your father's company.But that's not entirely true, is it?After all, if I go home, I'll be returning to the apartment he's paying for. My new duplex on the East River with studio space for my projects. My college courses are paid for, not a single loan to my name, unlike so many of my fellow students. I've never done anything to earn what my father has given me. And I've been to countless therapists who tell me I shouldn't have this constant guilt germinating inside of me. But I do. What did I do to deserve so much luck?I'm not accomplished in anything.Can'
All For You, Daddy 3: Sabrina.
What happens next is kind of...alarming.Bryant Colliver points at the couch—and I go. I simply go. As if he has commanded something inside of me I didn't know was there. My feet are moving before I know what's happening and I'm sitting down in front of him, hands clasped together on my folder, my face level with his gold belt buckle. An odd impulse catches me off guard. I want him to cup my face. Stroke it. I want to drop everything on the ground, let my muscles go slack and let his single hand hold my entire body upright. Did I drink some bad milk with breakfast?When he finally, finally, takes his seat beside me, I scoot back. As far away as possible. Because the impact of him is too potent. Too big. He smells expensive, like ice-cold gold. He's large and powerful and already this interview is inappropriate. I've never been on a job interview and still, I'm well aware we're not supposed to be sitting on a couch, facing each other, our knees an inch apart. What is the rapid pulse pi
All For You, Daddy 4: Bryant.
My God, I can't seem to concentrate. I don't understand the odd click that happened inside of me when she walked into this office. Like...my soul was expecting her. It doesn't make any fucking sense. We're not supposed to have things in common. This anger we share, left behind almost certainly by our parents, our upbringing, it's binding us tighter by the second. I have a clear mission here—seduce the brat and send her back to Hart crying. After everything her father has done to my family, I shouldn't be hesitating now.She's attracted to me. I can push a little, overwhelm her.Unfortunately, I'm not so sure I won't overwhelm myself in the process.My dick is stiff, palms perspiring. She's wearing a white skirt and it's just north of too short for a job interview. Instead of pushing it up and sliding my fingers down the front of her panties...I have the most insane urge to lecture her.You do not wear skirts unless I'm with you.I want to say it to her while she's face down over my la
All For You, Daddy 5: Bryant.
"I'm waiting, Sarah." My hand has been coasting up her thigh and my fingertips reach her panties now, my index finger slipping between her unsettlingly-soft pussy and the cotton crotch, tugging, then pressing back in, knuckle to her slit, rubbing, twisting, making her gasp. "What qualities in a man are important in your world?""Umm." Her lashes flutter, neck flushing. "Honesty. Compassion. Humor.""I'm none of those things," I rasp against her mouth—just as her flesh blooms open, allowing me to knuckle gently deeper and tease her clit.Her grip flies to the arm of the couch, back arching on a rocky intake of breath. "Guess you're out of the running then.""Your wet pussy says I'm not just in the running, I'm in first place.""Mr. Colliver—"I don't know why her formal use of my name sets me off, but it does. I like it because a sick part of me looks forward to her obedience in bed. I hate it, too, because I want to be Bryant to her. Before I can reconcile my own intentions, I move in
All For You, Daddy 6: Bryant.
Panic claws at my back.Fix it. Fix it now."I'm sorry, baby," I whisper against her plush mouth, then lower at her throat where her pulse races out of control. I'm pushing up her skirt. Dragging my open mouth down the front of her heaving body, toward her cunt. It's my single-minded destination. I can repair this. I can give her pleasure and forsake my own. I can lick her off until she forgets my proposition. Never mind that she was supposed to say yes. That my plan was to make her my whore and rub her father's face in it. Never mind that. My chest is ready to explode and I can't think about plans and strategies. Who gives a fuck about those things when her eyes are clouded over with pain?"Come on, baby," I growl when I reach her panties. Nude. Nude thong. Goddamn. I lick her slit through the cotton like she's the fountain of life, feasting on her mound through the dampening material. Sweet. "Let me apologize. I'm sorry. Let me make it better."Who the fuck am I in this moment? I ha
All For You, Daddy 7: Sabrina.
I'm walking home from the art supply store in the rain. At first, my hood is up to guard me against the elements, but I change my mind halfway home and pull it back, allowing the condensation to soak my hair, my clothes. The cold droplets running down my face help cool the sting of embarrassment left over from my "job interview" yesterday.Somewhere uptown, a billionaire is laughing at me.I'm a girl in a long line of girls who have probably laid down on that couch and fallen prey to the most glorious face and physique on the planet. I never expected myself to be so easily seduced and gullible. He really made me believe there was a...connection between us. Something tangible. Now that I have some distance, I know I must have imagined it. Even though I can still feel the press of his hands on my thighs, his breath on my belly.His ravenous mouth between my legs.That's the part I keep getting stuck on.Why was he so single-minded about giving me pleasure? I can still remember how he lo
All For You, Daddy 8: Sabrina.
"You're going to get sick, Sarah."Sabrina, I want to respond. Please call me Sabrina.But I can't. If he's here, I might get a second chance at the temp position. I might still have a shot at making my father proud. Being useful to him. Of course, that means betraying this man, but I don't have to think about that now. Not yet. It's in the future. Not in the rainy, dreamlike landscape where only Bryant and I exist."I'll be fine," I say, biting my lip when he delves the pocket square beneath my neckline and it rasps over my nipple, stiffening it into a peak. Oh. Wow. "You really didn't learn your lesson yesterday, d-did you?" I chatter.He drags that very memorable tongue across the seam of his mouth. "What lesson was that?"Lord. His voice is even more compelling than I remember. Dark, saturated velvet. "I left because you assumed I would give you permission with my body." We both look down at the way he works the linen between the valley of my breasts. Down, down, deeper, until I'm
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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
