All Yours Daddy. “How would you feel to have my tongue creating a path down your neck? To eat onto your neck and create a fucking hickey.” Nuella's body tensed, and gentle heat spread through her body, as she thought of how hot his tongue would feel against her neck, and how good it would feel to have a hickey from him. Her mind wondered, but her pussy did the major wondering. Nuella shut her eyes close. She couldn't be thinking about the sinful things. Suddenly, she demolished the thoughts out of her head, snapping out of the pleasure that was threatening to consume her. Unbothered, she rolled her eyes at him sneaked out of the cage he had made for her with his arm, and began to gesture towards the door, ignoring Mr Devine's words."Your father gave you something to give me where did you drop it?"Mr. Devine dropped a sarcastic question, grabbing a bottle of water and downing the content. Nuella's legs halted and she froze at the unexpected questions. She turned to him, her lips pa
All Yours Daddy.Chapter 9. A feeling of satisfaction washed through Devine at the shakiness that accompanied her voice. He was thrilled to know that just his touch could have her lose control."What... What are you doing, Devine?"Nuella's voice trembled again as she tried to resist the very impossible act of his finger that was now caressing her soft lips. "I am touching you." He replied in the hottest of tones, one that had her pussy clenching and unclenching with loads of wetness that came coating her pants. Yes, Mr Devine was right, maybe she could indeed leave her boyfriend for him. She had not seen James' cock for once, but she was sure it wasn't as thick and long and veiny as Mr Devine's cock and his fingers? They can't work this kind of wonders on her body."This is wrong." She looked closely into his eyes, glad she found a bit of her voice that protested against the doom her body and soul were falling into.Softly, Mr Devine ran his hand over her lower lips nodding his head
All Yours Daddy. Nuella had gotten out of bed since 6 and aside from the bathroom where she had her bath and did her other daily routines, she had not stepped out of the room. She sat on her bed, engulfed with pain as the memories from the party night came crashing onto her, the weight on her chest heavy as she struggled amidst the guilt that was consuming her. She had not been able to get the incident from last night off her head. The thought that she had cheated on her calm boyfriend, and most crucially, she had not just cheated, she had enjoyed the movement of Mr Devine's hand against her body. A veil of heat trekked down her body as his words filled her head, trashing the guilt she was filling a minute ago and replacing it with the desire to have his hand on her again.Nuella exhaled softly deciphering the thoughts off her head as easily as they had made it to her head.She picked herself up, advancing closer to the window and announcing to her inner mind that she was only there
All Yours Daddy. “I am sorry to inform you miss Nuella. We would not be taking your admission into the nursing school.""Why?" She inquired as perplexion washed through her, her happy expression drastically replaced with a confused one. "Your father has placed a warning across the entire Nursing school; I am afraid no school would take you."Nuella's heart sank. Her head spun as she tried to acknowledge the sabotaging news. Her father? Once again he was going to be the hindrance to her joy?She stared up at the Admin officer. "But... But this is unprofessional." She blurted out, trying to cover the series of pain that was shutting through her."I am sorry, Miss Nuella. But your father is a highly principled man, and he might go to any length to bring us down if we do not comply with him. I am sorry." He added again closing the files in front of him.Nuella stared at him dumbfoundedly. This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Her mouth parted, but they closed again bec
All Yours Daddy. Nuella arrived at Mr Devine's house. She was currently in the waiting area with her face buried in her palm. A maid had taken her message and promised to be back after her boss replied. Nuella could not be any happier that she would not be meeting Mr Devine. She didn't have the strength to look him in the eyes or even hold a conversation with him. She was too broken to speak. A part of her life has been sabotaged, and she would be lying if she said didn't hurt. This is whom she had grown up for. To be a renowned doctor, to save lives and to fulfil the itch that burned through her, and now, all of a sudden that dream, that part of her life has been crushed and sherreded by the person who knew just how to do it best.Since she walked into the house, she had failed to notice what the house looked like, the only thing that mattered to her was to get the files and leave, perhaps return home and bury herself in her bed, and wail her helpless life out. Before thinking of b
All Yours Daddy.Hungrily, Mr. Devine ran his tongue against hers, his hand constantly groping and fondling her succulent ass with the intensity that propelled him to bend her over and fill her tight cunt with his heavy member. Nuella is swept off her feet by this hot and passionate kiss. Her hands were firmly curled behind his neck as she relished in the passionate kiss that had made her pussy a soaking mess. Her toes curled and her inner churned as his hand fondled her ass cheeks, constantly dropping hot spanks against her ass. Hot spanks that had her body squirming and her pussy dripping with much desire to be sucked. Oh, her body trembled. Just how would it feel to have his tongue gliding passionately against her pussy while she throw her head backward and moaned his name hotly into the air with her nails buried into the scalp of his hair. Her nipples tightened painfully, they had turned perky, and needy, and the desire to have him running his thumb against them flushed into her.
All Yours Daddy. Nuella slumped into the bed with her heart pounding profoundly while she buried her face in her palm, trying to catch all the breath in the world. Her body was quivering from the pleasure of that passionate kiss. Her pussy has not stopped tingling, her breath is still very uneven, and her palm is extremely sweaty. This desire that she was so much trying to run away from was starting to consume her like wildfire. She didn't want to associate with another while she was still with another, but the comfort in his eyes propelled her to bask in the tenderness of his voice and the solitude it offered her. She exhaled softly, falling into the bed and letting her back on it. This guilt was drastically consuming her. The guilt that she had enjoyed the kiss of another man and the touch of another man 10 times more than she ever enjoyed the touch of her man. That she had desired to go on her knees and take his cock. Things that she had never thought of with her man. Suddenly,
All Yours Daddy. “Oh My God. Your big monster Is starting to rise." Nuella noted with a very sarcastic chuckle, and Mr. Devine groaned, staring down at her, mishcevious sight of the Perfectly structured 5’7 feet petite Niella. Gosh! She looked fucking innocent, chuckling this way, and the innocent sight of her had his cock swelling with more desire to have her, but he pulled away and muttered."You are being a bad girl, Momma.""Isn't that what you want? A bad girl who would grind on your cock and make you moan out loud? A bad girl who would go on your knees and take Daddy’s cock like a good girl?”Mr Devine stared down at her. His face is still very much unfazed and without a detectable expression. But deep down he was burning with the desire to bend her over and fill her pussy with his dick. His cock had twitched at her question a minute ago and his jaws had tightened, could she have done all of those things with her ex? Had she gone down on her knees and sucked his cock. Anger sur
Chapter 60. Nuella parted her legs slowly, hesitantly at first. Her breath caught in her throat as the air kissed between her thighs. This is not a good idea. What if Samantha came in? Or worst in Ivano? Her heart dinged at the thought of what they would do to her. They would probably have her head for it, or call her father and inform him.The thoughts nagged at her. Surprisingly in ways that didn't ask her to retreat but rather propelled her to go further. To dive into this very sinful act.The phone was still pressed to her ear. Devine’s voice came low like velvet wrapped in smoke. Dripping with something low and tempting.“Touch yourself for me.” He murmured.“Do it nice and slow, Momma. And let me hear how wet you are for me.”Nuella’s fingers trembled as they slid down her stomach, dipping lower, and lower until they burned over her already damp panties. “Mmmmmm…” she breathed, sucking in some air. .“Are you touching yourself now?” Devine’s thick voice came out, edged with
Chapter 59.Nuella walked closer to the entrance door, her heart pounding profoundly against her ribcage.For some reason, she felt the weight of guilt pressing down on her more than the weight of her intended anger.She knew. She knew that she should be angry at both Samantha and Ivano for not calling to check in on her since morning—because obviously, Ivano would always check in on her every morning once he got out of bed. But this time, something about it felt strange. And that strange feeling tugged against her heart. Perhaps it was guilt. The guilt of not getting to witness her father leaving with his wife, the guilt from taking her father’s friend’s cock on the same day of her father’s wedding.The thought burned in her chest like hot coals, each breath stifled beneath the shame she carried alone.As she stood in front of the entrance, a low exhale slipped past her lips. Her hands reached for the door, eyes ignoring the bowed guards as she pushed past with wobbling legs that bar
Chapter 58.“It all started when I was 17….“Argh!!!” Mira gasped, eyes widening enough to accommodate two stranded cars. Nuella munched on the popcorn. “One more exclamation and you won't get an escapade.”Mira threw her hands in the air in surrender. “Sorry, I am sat.”Nuella chuckled slightly, resuming. “So I have always had this tingling desire for Devine, since I was 17, mainly because he listened to me a lot of times more than my father ever did….”Her eyes moved across her girlie's face and they were indeed sat. She hemmed gently, venturing further. “When he traveled, it affected me because there was no father figure to speak to, aside from Ivano who didn't seem enough, for some reason I barely know much of. But it was easy to let go because what I had for him was just lust. And nothing more.“Moving forward to when he returned. At our house, I had barged in on him the moment he had stepped out of the bathroom with a towel to his waist.”Mira's eyes widened and she suppress
Chapter 57.Nuella’s heart thrummed gently against her chest as she ascended the stairs leading to the entrance of Mira’s house. Not out of fear, but from the shy anticipation of what lay ahead.Mira and Daisy were about to have her head. If not her entire body, just to get the gist out and she was only half prepared for them. If she was at all. She cleared her throat gently, reaching for the automatic button on the door.She pressed the button, and a loud noise filled the air, informing them that someone was outside.Nuella clutched her phone, her cheeks stretching into a gentle smile at the recall of Devine’s words and the gentle nibble on her lips before he allowed her to leave.God! That man was starting to cloud her entire senses. The soft pat against her head, telling her to be a good girl. The goodbye kiss! Oh, heaven! His lips tasted like pure sin—one she never wanted to stop committing.The door opened, revealing the person behind it.Nuella blinked, her gaze meeting Mira, w
Chapter 56. The air in the car was thick, humming with tension—charged with something dark and dangerous. It wrapped around them, filling the silence, making it impossible to ignore the weight between them.Devine’s right hand rested on Nuella’s thighs, fingers relaxed yet firm, claiming her with quiet authority. His other hand stayed on the steering wheel, his focus locked on the road ahead.Nuella’s heart thrummed gently against her chest, the steady beat betraying the storm brewing inside her. She spared Devine a glance, quick and fleeting, like her courage was here one second and gone the next.She turned her eyes back to the road, pressing her lips together to suppress the lump that had quietly formed in her throat.Second by second, mile by mile, they inched closer to Mira and Daisy’s house—yet still, she hadn’t been able to bring herself to talk about it. About where they were going. About where she wanted to be. The soft graze of his palm against her thigh lit a path of fire
Chapter 55.Nuella’s palm gripped the cold wall, her nails scraping against it.She looked up at the dangerously unreadable Devine, her heart pounding so hard it echoed in her ears.The look in his eyes was dark—low, dangerous, terrifying—but…Her stomach tightened with each heavy breath he took.Devine leaned closer, his face barely an inch from hers.His hand moved, knuckles grazing her cheek, the touch featherlight yet searing.Nuella stiffened, sucking in a sharp breath.A slight tremor coursed through her, his touch unraveling her in ways she barely understood.Devine leaned in, his lips brushing against her cheek.His nose trailed the soft curve of her skin, inhaling her scent as if she were the first breath of air he had taken in years.Nuella’s nails pressed deeper into the wall, her skin prickling under the intensity of his warmth.Devine exhaled sharply—more like he was drinking her in, savoring the very essence of her.His lips moved against her cheek again, this time linge
Chapter 54. Nuella laid under the duvet on the cream-leather couch at Devine’s mini-living room. The chandelier light that hung high against the ceiling cast its gentle glow against her fluffy cheeks.A gentle smile curled at the corner of her cheeks and she clutched onto the duvet. A soft giggle erupted from the back of her throat and she bit gently on her lower lips in an attempt to silence herself. Her core arched gently as she clamped her legs together beneath the duvet, trying to suppress the burning ache between her thighs. Holy heavens! That man didn't take it easy with her in anyways and… Nuella felt like a fucking slut for desiring more, even after he pounded into her pussy for an hour without giving her a break. The gentle click of Devine’s shoe against the marble tiles slipped through her thoughts, shattering her trance. Nuella’s grip on the duvet tightened, almost turning pale. Her heart thrummed weirdly against her chest and Nuella barely knew which made her hear
Nuella’s wobbling legs managed to get her on her feet.Hands shaky. Breath wobbling. Nuella struggled to get herself to the counter. Devine’s gaze lingered on her shaky self as she wrapped her palm across the edge of the counter lifting herself up to sit on the table. Devine chest tightened at the sight of her on the table—looking nothing but spent. With his cock straining and stretching for more of her, he began to take slow gentle steps, licking on his lower lips while devouring her thighs in the course. Nuella’s skin prickled, her heart beating like a tick-timing boom waiting to explode. As he got in front of her, his step drew to a gentle halt. He tore his gaze from her calling thighs, lifting those heavy dark eyes to stay rooted on hers. In a split second, he leaned into her, enclosing his palm around her neck. Nuella gasped at the rough choke, clutching tightly to the edge of the counter. Devine leaned in harder—his grip against her neck, tightening in the same consisten
Nuella’s cheeks burned at the phrase. Her pussy made a throbbing pulse as anticipation of his promise filled her head. Indeed, it would not be so bad to take his cock here in this kitchen. With deliberate, slutriness, Nuella lifted her gaze to Devine, biting gently on her lower lips. “I am all yours, Daddy. Endeavor to do whatever you will to me…”Devine’s breath heavied. And his pulse thickened. Every word and action from Nuella sent a flicker of sensation across his spine. Without further word, his hand reached for her hair, and he groped a large quantity, yanking her head backward. Nuella gasped, swallowing the lumps that hung against her throat. “You are being such a bad girl, momma. And... Umm...” Devine bit gently on his lower lips, tightening his grip against her hair. “I sure will do whatever I desire with this needy body of yours.”“Take out my cock.” His voice was a perfect blend of command and desire. Nuella’s pussy pinched and her lips stretched into a subconsci