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
All Yours Daddy. Mr Devine placed Nuella on the table, her legs spread while he stood between her parted legs, his eyes roaming around her body. Gosh. This body is beautiful! This body that he had desired for the past 7 years, this body that he had watched with longing eyes. He was finally getting to see the beauty that lay underneath those beautiful clothes that she had been wearing for the past 7 years since he started to desire her. Clothes that shielded his graviest desire from his eyes."Such beautiful boobs" he commended licking his lower lips, while his eyes hovered around her boobs clothed boobs. He looked back at Nuella, whose eyes held nothing but want and desire. Her panties are wet and her pussy is throbbing so hard with the desire to have him touch her, and his sexy baritone voice filled her up. With his eyes holding firmly onto hers, He moved his hands to her clothed boobs and cupped them into his hand.“Fuck.” Nuella's breath hitched and her lips parted as he wrappe
All Yours Daddy. Nuella woke up the next day to the hostility of a banging headache that dominated a wide range of her head. She adjusted and got into a sitting position, her hand gripping her forehead as she caressed it softly, trying to relieve herself from the pain that mingled through her. Slowly, the image of yesterday's action began to invade her head, from slow and vivid till everything became clear to her as they flushed into her head in a blink. Nuella’s eyes widened at the imagination. "No." She denied, sitting upright, and shaking her head. But with each shake of her head, the image of their illicit actions only got clearer, reminding her of everything that happened between her and Mr Devine last night. Noelle's heart rosed a deep feeling of fear gathered at the pit of her stomach, administering a sick feeling into her as she recalled everything, everything that happened between them yesterday. All of which she had pioneered. How she had shamelessly moved her hand ag
All Yours Daddy. "Babe?” James' words strucked Nuella hard and her brows knitted even more as she looked at James face and then back to the lady. He had just called this lady ‘babe’, right in her presence? She made to ask but her mouth closed at James words. "What are you doing here?” With his eyes unbotheredly holding onto hers, he inquired leaving her even more stunned than she was before. Was he really asking her that question? Her eyes moved from his face to his hand, which was on the lady’s shoulder, and a sudden anger gripped her. "Who is she?" The other girl asked turning to James and he smiled planting a kiss on her head. “She is not for you to worry babe, I will sort it out," James replied cozily urging her to go inside which she did obediently. Nuella stood there gunsmacked. She was trying to process everything but nothing made sense to her, who was this lady that James was so comfortably calling 'Babe?’ "What brings you here?"James inquired stepping out and shu
All yours Daddy. Nuella sat on the stool at the bar center of Mr Devine’s house. Her hands rested on the counter while her eyes rested on the heavy-course meal that she desired. Mr Devine. Since he pulled her out of the hug, he had not stared at her with those longing eyes and that had her thoughts conflicting. She ran her hand over her lower lips, with even more conflicting thoughts. Was he avoiding her? Did he just pull her into that hug because she appeared needy of it? Last night she remembered all the words he said to her. Words like he would not stop touching her. Did he mean those words? Or they were just devised mechanisms to make her feel desired. She got down from the stool and took a step closer. Without all decency ridden, she closed the space between them, by hugging him from behind and, wrapping her hand around his chest, pressing her heavy boobs against his hard back. Mr Devine stiffened. The feeling of her body against his had his groin tightened, his entire body
All Yours Daddy. Nuella’s cheeks burned and her hands trembled as she reached for his belt, unhooking it. Her heart clamped against her chest, as she anticipated the sight of his cock. The cock that she had seen, yet desire the feel of it against her palm.Mr Devine watched down on Nuella with uneven breath as she pulled his brief down and his 10 inches hard and veiny cock bounced out in confidence, giving Nuella’s cheeks a smirk. “Oh my goodness.” Nuella gasped the chuckled loving how his cock had bounced out in confidence giving her cheeks a smirk. All her worries washed off, replaced with a feeling of satisfaction as she stared at his huge and veiny cock, which was ready to fill her tiny mouth. That day she had barged in on him wanking off with her name trembling out of his lips. And on that day, she had desired to take his cock into her hands and do to him what he desired from her, even though she didn't think it was every going to be possible to see his cock again, let alone t
All Yours Daddy. Nuella did just as Mr Devine had commanded. She got to the chair that was in the center of the all-glass bar room that glim with gloomy red light. it was a bar and the light only beautified it. Standing in front of the chair, she reached for her panties and pulled them down before taking a sit on the chair and spreading her legs wide for him, the sides of her lips, still itching from how badly his huge cock had spread her out. Mr Devine's naked cock throbbed. His eyes delighted at the sight of her pussy. Arghhh. She was such a nasty girl. Sitting on the 3 seater with legs spread wide while his eyes fisted on the sight of her beautiful and delicious pink juicy hole. Gosh! Her body was all to be desired. Everything he wished for was sitting right in front of him, with parted legs that could lead him to destruction. He ran this thump against his lips before closing a considerable amount of space between them. "On your feet," Devine commanded with no room to nego
All Yours Daddy. Chapter 22. Mr Devine held firmly onto Nuella as she settled into her post-orgasm bliss, her body occasionally shuddering against his, from the effect of her orgasm.While his hands provided her with safety, his mind wandered to her confession of being a virgin. The possibility of that had his chest tightening, and then he swallowed in, gently caressing her hair in the process. His mind struggled to digest the information that was beginning to unusually bother him. He didn’t doubt anything coming from Nuella. The way she had struggled to suck on his cock was enough evidence that she was oblivious to stuff like this. However her struggling act had managed to provide him better pleasure than any damn slut he had face fucked in the past.How could he notice late? His jaws tightened and erotic thoughts filled him up. The way her hands had naively rubbed on his cock, yet, he felt the pleasure like she was a pro. Devine’s cock throbbed, bringing him to the present as h
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