Share
5: Daniel.
Related chapters
All For You, Daddy 6: Daniel.
My breath is fogging the glass because I'm trying to get a better look up her skirt. What is it going to be like when she's living in my home? Torture. But not knowing where she's living or if she's safe would be a hundred times worse.She leans closer to the glass and I can't help it, I can't keep my gaze from devouring her perky tits where they spill out of her neckline. Braless. She obviously took off the white underthing to sleep. God help me. "If you give me the waitressing job," she says through the glass. "I'll come with you."This girl is going to cause absolute bedlam in the casino. But in that moment, I would give my life in exchange to have her warm in my apartment, eating a meal. Safe. "Very well, Talia. But there will be rules."A few seconds tick by. Then she unlocks the rear passenger door. I waste zero time wrenching open the rusted metal barrier and scooping her off the back seat, marching around the back bumper of my SUV with my eyes resolutely ahead. Don't look. Don
All For You, Daddy 7: Talia.
Something is very wrong with me. I'm flushed and heavy in places I've never experienced an increase in weight. My breasts, my sex. They feel swollen and that sensation makes me restless. So restless as I follow Daniel up the stairs to his second-floor apartment. The sun is rising in Vegas and it's already a hundred degrees, my dress beginning to cling to my body everywhere, dew popping up in the valley of my cleavage.Or maybe it's not the weather causing me to sweat. Maybe it's the purposeful manner in which Daniel moves, back muscles shifting in patterns, his hefty frame standing between me and the world. So sturdy and solid. Determined to take care of me.Daddy.He's called himself that name twice.I liked it both times, even if I was confused by the way hearing that title seems to crank up my need to tempt him. In the past, when I fantasized, it was about Prince Charming arriving on his horse to take me away from the farm. The prince in my dreams had golden hair and a blindingly w
All For You, Daddy 8: Talia.
A few minutes later, I'm out of the shower. I've used his comb on the sink to brush through my wet hair. I've even used his deodorant and dabbed a little bit of his cologne on my wrists, just wanting to smell like him. Have him touching me in any way possible. I open the door partway and retrieve a black T-shirt, pulling it on over my head, the hem falling well below my knees, the neckline drooping off one shoulder.I'm starved for the sight of Daniel by now.My fingers are curled into my palms and every inch of me is sensitized. The heat from the shower did nothing to calm the ache he has created. A throb that has his name on it. I stop in my bedroom to leave my dirty clothes on the bed, then I move on jelly legs to the front of the apartment where I find Daniel heating soup on the stove, a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches at his elbow. And I'm nearly overcome by the sense of homecoming. Being home.More at home than I ever felt on the farm.His back muscles tense by way of welcome
All For You, Daddy 9: Talia.
"No one," I whisper, shaking my head. "You just got finished telling me that you lead by example. I won't be the reason you change who you are. Or do something you'll regret.""The rules I live by are going out the window very quickly..." he says hoarsely, his left hand molding my thigh. "So quickly when it comes to you.""I...I'm sorry..."He hesitates, visibly battling against the part of himself that I inspire. Then finally, he leans in and speaks right against my mouth. "Apologize by letting me get a look at that little cunt." Liquid heat rushes quickly to my core, making my gasp. But I do as he asks, as if I'm chemically obligated to do what this man wants. I part my thighs a few inches and he lifts the black T-shirt, spitting out a curse and covering me back up just as quickly. "Son of a bitch." He moans in his throat. "I won't sleep a wink knowing that's across the hall. Wet and tiny."The way he speaks about my body makes me warm and dizzy. "W-what will help?""Pounding it lik
All For You, Daddy 10: Daniel.
I sit shirtless on the edge of my bed, praying the rosary for the third time.There is something particularly vile about reciting the words when I'm covered in a sheen of sweat and my cock is dripping in my boxers. I'm all but shaking with the animal need to walk across the hall and pummel that little pussy. It's mine. She has offered it to me. She was mine the second I spotted her on the security monitor.But I'm going to stay strong.I'm going to help this abused girl. Assist her in starting a new life, finding her footing.She's not going to start her life as a plaything for a man twice her age.I'm not the kind of man who has playthings, either. I'm not some sick pervert who role plays and calls himself Daddy.That's exactly what you ache to be. For her.Yeah. Somehow she's made me want these unspeakable things. To take the job of the man in her life. Protector, provider. Pleasure giver. I want to consume her. To be her world. And that's wrong. It's wrong. Especially after what sh
All For You, Daddy 11: Daniel.
Before I can guess her intention, she has stripped off the shirt.She's kneeling beside me. Naked in the muted light.Jesus forgive me, she was crafted for pornography.Supple tits, a tight round ass, lithe thighs. And a cunt that screams to be violated.I'm weak. I'm so weak when it comes to this girl."Will you just..." I'm panting, beating off shamelessly, sweat rolling down the creases in my neck. "Kneel over it. Not on it. Don't sit down, whatever you do. Just kneel over it and...""And what?" she whispers, her eyes luminous. Excited?Shame blankets me. "Straddle it and call me Daddy."A tremble races through her, those nipples perking into sharp points right in front of my eyes. Horny. A horny virgin. Holy heaven above. Am I fighting a losing battle? I don't have time to ponder that possibility too deeply because she's lifting her right leg, preparing to kneel above my engorged dick where my fist strokes it in a blur, as close as I'm letting myself get to that untapped pussy.Bu
All For You, Daddy 12: Talia.
Today is my nineteenth birthday.I can't think of a better way to spend it than starting my first real job.Daniel holds my hand in a death grip as we walk to the female employee lounge where I will be given my uniform and meet up with Faye, who is going to be training me. I love Daniel holding my hand. It makes me feel safe, like nothing bad could ever touch me. I should probably tell him it's my birthday, but I don't want him to feel obligated to buy me a gift. Not when he's already given me a place to sleep. Tonight when we woke up in his bed, his thick arms wrapped around me, he even got up and made me eggs, toast and a waffle.My belly is full for the first time in a very long time and...Daniel also gave me my first kiss. My first orgasm.Not only that, he had one. A shaking, growling, violent one. All over me. I had to take another hot shower before we left the apartment tonight, but he didn't seem worried about me running up the water bill, the way my father would have been.Y
All For You, Daddy 13: Talia.
My fingers tighten around the tray in my hands.Daniel was right.That's my first thought when I make my initial lap around the table games and male attention rolls toward me in a lecherous wave. They aren't subtle about looking at my body. They ogle my breasts, which are pushed up and on display in the neckline of this too-snug dress. The hem is short, but it rides up ominously now, so often that I have to keep tugging it down. And the gamers seem to enjoy watching me struggle to remain covered by the gold material, some of them openly turning in their chairs to watch me.I feel naked and vulnerable, but Faye only laughs at my expression."We've got a randy crop tonight!" she says to me out of the corner of her mouth. "Bet you won't be complaining when we're counting our tips at the end of the night." She gives me a subtle elbow in the ribs. "By the way, fifty percent of your tips are mine while you're training."Once that piece of information is shared, her refusal to find a dress i
Latest chapter
