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
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
"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
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
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
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
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
I should calm down before I fuck her.She's a virgin and deserves the utmost care. Someone who will break her in carefully.Not a jealous, sweating beast of a man whose control has deserted him.I've never felt like this. Like my pulse is going to tear my skin open.She's so sweet, turning circles in the middle of the hotel suite, visibly in awe of the luxury, her hands pressed to her mouth like she can't believe such a room exists. Even I can admit the chandeliers and mood lighting and view of the Strip are impressive, but nothing will match what she deserves. She deserves the moon and stars.When I booked this room, I swore to myself I wouldn't use it take her virginity. It was meant to be a safe haven from the lechers downstairs.But now that we're here, who is going to keep her safe from me?I'm not myself. I'm not rational. Not after witnessing a hundred men all salivate over her at once. Not after one of them spoke to my angel in such crude terms. Another ten minutes downstairs
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
“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
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
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
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
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
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
“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,
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