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All For You, Daddy 10: Ramsy.
Her voice is huskier when she speaks. "Why do you suddenly want us to stay?"I'm starting to think I never would have allowed her to leave, deal or no deal. Allow this beauty to disappear back into the night carrying a child more than half her size? That would have cracked me down the middle. In the way only Julia can. But I'm trying to earn her trust and after what I've done, that will be a slow, brick by brick process. "Maybe the selfless way you care for your brother makes me realize how far I've strayed from basic decency." I look her in the eye. "I can't be sorry about taking you, Julia. You were...you are too fucking sweet. But I am sorry for making it an obligation. I'm sorry for being so goddamn rough about it. Are you..." Christ, is there a harpoon sinking into my chest? "Are you hurt at all?""No." She starts to reach out, to touch my arm, but slowly draws it back as if I'll burn her fingertips. "No...I told you earlier, I'm fine."My heart labors to work. "Fine isn't the sa
All For You, Daddy 11: Ramsy.
Halfway through her mind-blowing confession, I've already picked up Julia and boosted her higher against the wall, my shaft demanding I sink it back into her narrow little fuck hole and bottom out, repeatedly, until I fill her with come. And that's exactly what I'm going to do, goddammit. Is there any other option after she's just absolved me of my sins, unlocked my chains of guilt and admitted she wants to be fucked again?No. There is no other option.My hands ride quickly, desperately up the backs of her thighs to clutch the juicy globes of her ass, my hips ramming up between her legs, my mouth catching her gasp. I'm going to spend weeks pounding her. I'm going to keep her on her back so long, she's going to forget how to walk. She's going to know one single word. Daddy. I'll be the sun she revolves around."You want my big cock again, little girl?" I growl against her ear, already grappling with my zipper. "The ocean couldn't get you off, but Daddy knows just how, isn't that right
All For You, Daddy 12: Julia.
I hold Curtis's hand in mine and guide him out of the bedroom, walking toward the sound of men's voices. Funny, I'm usually avoiding that exact thing. But we're not in our little apartment beside the tavern this morning. We're in Ramsy Jones' home—and apparently this is where we'll be staying for the next while.Against my better judgment.My lips are still tingling from his kiss, my skin burning where his hands touched me.I've always thought—or hoped, at least—that I'm a smart girl. It takes a clever person to survive alone in Harding without any protection. But I'm beginning to wonder if kisses from this man have gummed up the inner workings of my brain. Every time I try and remind myself of what happens when I give in to the selfish wants of my body, I forget all of my reservations."Big," Curtis says, awe-struck, looking up at the vaulted ceilings. "Big house.""Yes," I agree, squeezing his little hand. "It's a huge house.""Who lives in it?" asks my brother, brows raised quizzic
All For You, Daddy 13: Ramsy.
As it happens, I'm...not entirely sure about leaving the house.It's been a long time since I've done so and the idea of venturing beyond the stone walls causes an ominous roiling in my stomach. But it calms when I look at Julia. So that's what I do. I stare at her like an utter maniac, soaking up her goodness and light, hoping it can pervade the darkest parts of me. And she seems to sense my disquiet, a gentle frown marring the place between her brows."Curtis," she says, patting her brother on the shoulder. "Go make you bed and brush your teeth, okay? Hurry back when you're done."He slumps, but when he receives a stern look from his sister, he sighs. "'Kay!"Off he runs, leaving me alone with Julia in the study."Is everything all right?" she asks me.No, little girl. My dick is pulsing for you in that thin gray dress that molds your tits just right and I'd like to ride you bareback on the floor. That's what I'd like to say. If for no other reason than to distract her from my obvio
All For You, Daddy 14: Julia.
When Ramsy leads us outside, his hand firmly on the small of my back, I decide that "car" is not the appropriate term for his vehicle. It's a limousine. Not a stretch one. But a sleek, elongated black town car with two benches of seating that face each other. Climbing into the rear of the limousine, I take one side, Ramsy takes the other—and Curtis promptly begins switching sides every thirty seconds.My brother is fascinated by the glass decanters and buttons and air-conditioning vents, his fingers leaving smudges on the sleek wooden paneling. But Ramsy doesn't even seem to notice. He's looking at me. He tucks his tongue into the corner of his lips and leans back, splaying his long, thick thighs, his gaze heating every part of my body it lands on—and it lands everywhere. My ankles, knees, thighs, breasts. My throat and mouth.I press my knees together but it doesn't stop the heavy tugging sensation that concentrates itself just beneath my belly button. Pulling, pulling. The way my se
All For You, Daddy 15: Julia.
And Ramsy seems to realize that the closer he gets to reaching me, because he groans, a ridge forming at the front of his pants. As natural as breathing, I twine my arms up around Ramsy's neck and he enfolds me in his arms, his embrace lifting me to the very tips of my toes, one hand settling on my backside and shuttling me closer to his lap, pinning his erection between us. "Thank you," I whisper against the hot skin of his neck. "I didn't know how much I needed my dragons slayed until you did it. They're not so scary now."His hand slides up beneath my dress to take firm hold of my butt cheek, massaging it slowly. With ownership. "You never have to be scared again."It's such a foreign thing, to put my trust in someone when I've relied on my own courage and fortitude for so long. But I don't feel as though I'm giving those things up. I feel as if I'm taking a break from constant worry when I lay my cheek on his shoulder and let his hands roam all over my body, knowing I don't have a
All For You, Daddy 16: Ramsy.
I stare out the window of my study to the cliffs beyond. Early evening has turned the sky into an orange fire bomb, gulls swooping and calling to each other, their silhouettes outlined by the fading sun. but I'm seeing none of it. No, I'm captivated by Julia's reflection. She sits behind me, sprawled out in a mountain of pillows in front of a roaring fire, reading to her brother. Every minute or so, she yawns adorably and loses her place. It's no wonder the girl is exhausted. I've gone down on her five glorious times today.Each time, her orgasm has been more explosive than the previous one. Her inhibitions are long gone. Where at first she was almost afraid of the pleasure, now she goes after it. Her breathy little hiccupping sounds have taken up permanent residence in my head. My tongue is sore from the amount of licking I've done today—and I've never been more fulfilled in my life.Nor have I ever needed to fuck so bad.My balls are so heavy with unspent seed, they might as well be
All For You, Daddy 17: Ramsy.
It's very odd carrying a child, but I'm not a moron, so I manage to make it to the room beneath the stairs without incident, shouldering open the door and stepping inside."I'm very sorry to inform you, Curtis, your sister isn't going to be sleeping in here with you tonight," I say, knowing he can't hear me in his unconscious state. "If you need her for anything, she'll be upstairs in the master suite.""Where is that?" he asks, an eyelid cracking open.I blink down at him. "Were you fake sleeping?"He shrugs. "Julia was tired."A smile stretches my mouth before I can stop it. "So you pretended to be asleep so she wouldn't have to read anymore? That's pretty considerate of you, Curtis.""Is considerate good?""Yes."His grin is white in the dark room.Realizing I've stopped in the middle of the floor with the child still in my arms, I take two strides and lay him in the center of the bed. "Well, then. You'll just...drift off now?""Yup." He nestles into the bedding, looping a sheet ar
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