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
All Yours Daddy. It's been two days since Nuella had her toes curling at Devine's house. She had returned home that day and buried herself in the memories of his pleasure because, despite her very chaotic life, that was the only thing that made sense to her. After the whole orgasm at his club section that left Nuella’s legs shaking, she barely knew what more to expect from their sinful act. She woke up every day with the thoughts of him and the feel of his fingertip against her body. Was their last affair, the end of their sexual affair? Or was she going to be locked in a sinful affair that is shielded from the eyes of the world?Subconsciously Nuella exhaled a sigh, grabbing onto her book that rested on the bedside table. She flipped to the page she was reading before and buried herself in the only thing that brought her comfort, but she was not an hour into the world of fantasy when reality struck again, tarnishing the joy she had in reading. Nuella could not help but think about
All Yours Daddy. Chapter 24.Seating opposite Mr Enzo. Devine had a glass of wine between his fingers, as his taste buds constantly sought solace from the wine. His eyes were heavily rooted on Mr Enzo who had been ranting about business, yet he paid less attention to everything coming from Mr Enzo. Not a single word from Mr Enzo made its way to his ear. His mind was crowded and occupied by the thoughts of Nuella. Where has she been? Could she be in her room fantasising about him, like he was doing now? He took the glass of wine to his lips and gently sipped from it, the taste of the wine he had been drinking for over some minutes now, suddenly reminding him of how delicious she tasted against his bud. His jaws clenched and his fist tightened at the reminder of their moment in his house. Gosh! He desires her. Being in her house now, made him desire her even more."Lorenzo.” The deep baritone voice of Mr Enzo pulled him from his trance, but he didn't jolt or panic, his eyes just rema
All Yours Daddy. The room remained silent with everyone munching on their food, but Samantha's eyes had been wandering around, stealing glances at Devine who had not spared her direction a single glance, let alone think of her. His mind were only occupied by the thoughts of Nuella.Nuella was half way done with her food when her phone suddenly made a vibration against her pocket. It was dinning time and staring at phone was prohibited, but the nagging thoughts to check her phone became persistent. She drew her chair backward and pulled her phone from her side pocket, sneakishly peeping through it. Nuella read through the message that toped her notification bar and her eyes widen at the message."You have been granted access to the nursing school."For a flittering seconds, Nuella felt like she was halicunating. They had bluntly let her off the other day. They could not just call her again without a reason, right? She tapped on the message that directed her to the Email box where sh
All Yours Daddy. “Devine." Nuella flinched trying to oppose his action the moment she felt the coldness of the air graze her ass cheeks, but Devine pressed her against the wall and whispered."You are not allowed to move, momma. Not after what you did in there. Comparing me to your little flimsy fictional character. What do you think? That daddy would not punish you?"Nuella shot her eyes close, his voice against her ear sending a spark of heat across her body. This was wrong. They were in the backyard of her house and anyone could barge in on them like this, what would they think of her? What would her father say? All of this thought were a mechanism to fuel her detachment, but Nuella enjoyed this a little too much to want to pull away."Daddy is going to spank you hard and you are going to count okay?"Nuella nodded her head, eager to get spanked. Just the thought of it had her pussy dripping and her nipples tightening hard against the fabric of her dress."Words!" Devine spanked c
All Yours Daddy. Ivano wandered around Nuella's room. His hand constantly picking and replacing things. He had not said a word to Nuella since he walked into her room and she had been too carried away by the perfect makeup glam she was outdoing on her face to even question his actions. "Are you off to somewhere?" Finally, Ivano broke the silence with this question but still did not direct his gaze to Nuella."You do not have a problem with that, do you?"Applying her smoky red lip gloss, she inquired. Just how beautiful would it be to kiss Devine with this lip and leave the mark of it all over his body? Her stomach churned and she giggled subconsciously at the thought of it."Mr Lorenzo. He likes you." For a seconds Nuelle felt the suspension of time. Her heart lept and she swept her head in his direction, but Ivano was not even staring at her. He was rather too busy glaring at the set of perfume she purchased some weeks back."What are you talking about?" Nuella was more than gra
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
Chapter 51.A smile lingered at the corner of Nuella's lips as she thought about the kiss she had just shared with Devine. She moved a finger to her lips, rubbing gently on it while reminiscing on how sweet she had tasted against his lips. A muscle in her pulse throbbed and her pussy pinched as shivers of sensation curled down her spine. “Oh damn!”Nuella’s shoulders trembled. Her heart fluttered as the desire to have more curled tightly around her breath. Devine was going to be the end of her. This was crazy! Everything about this moment and what would happen after was crazy! He was her father’s best friend. A man she didn't even stand a chance with. Yet they are indulging in this sinful act, blinded by sinful desire that neither of them is prepared to stray from. A knot tightened against her tummy and her nipples prickled as the image of his skillful tongue against her cunt filled her head. Every bit of that moment still lingered like whispered secret. The way he had grabbed her
Nuella gasped and her eyes widened at the intrusion of Devine. She had not expected him to come back early, or appear like some ghost from the commentary. “Is that Devine? Oh my goodness!!” Were the lousy exclamation that came from Mira but they were not as hell enough to pull Nuella from the world she had strayed into. “Devine…” She stuttered as she watched him climb the bed, looking drop-dead handsome. Devine grabbed Nuella’s phone from her hand before she could say another word and flung it across the bed.“Oh.”Nuella’s gasp trailed off. “Since your friends are so interested in knowing how I make you feel I thought it would be good to put up a show for them.” Devine winked, looking as sexy as he sounded. “Oh, my goodness!!!” Mira’s faint giggle managed to sore above the tension that hung in the air, but her tiny voice didn't move Devine a bit. Nuella’s lips parted to say a word but Devine grabbed her both legs yanking her down till she fell on her back. “Oh my…” her gasp trai
Nuella sat on the bed wearing one of Devine’s round neck polo, her eyes scanning the beautiful room— that has been the only thing she could do since she woke up, scan and scan the beautiful mafia house.She let out a soft exhale, slumping deeper Into the bed and covering herself up with a duvet. “That jerk.” She let out a soft curse, unsure of how to feel. Her mind had been full and heavy with lots of nagging thoughts. What if Devine left the house just so he could torment her and make her leave the house without him saying so? What if he didn't enjoy the sex? That question stabbed her heart a lot more than she thought it would.She adjusted, easing the pain that burned her pussy. It had been uneasy for her to stand, or walk her way to the bathroom and she had really needed Devine to be there beside her holding her up to do all of this. Although they were not couples, no lovers, but they had sex and he should have regarded that part, shouldn't he? Her phone buzzed, vibrating agai
Devine sat at the edge of the bed, his hand gently caressing her soft cheeks. “I had the best night of my life last night, momma. And I hope to have more with you, in my arms.” His voice was a gentle whisper as he mouthed his desire softly. He sat next to her gently for a long before dropping a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I will be back to have you In my arms, but right now, I need to go deal with that bastard that thinks he could trouble you.” ******The gentle ray of the sunlight penetrated through the room and rested gently on Nuella’s cheeks. She stretched her arms upward, rolling gently on the bed. suncincupusly, her hands found the side of the bed and confirmed it was empty.She blinked back, her lashes fluttering open at the realization that no one was there on the bed with her. Her eyes scanned the bed in disbelief for some seconds.She threw the duvet to cover herself properly, getting up from the bed. She looked around the big spacious room, worries clouding her mind.
Devine halted, he cupped her beautiful cheeks into his palm, caressing it softly with his thumb, his expression filled with pleasure.“This is so…” her words trailed off as she looked into Devine eyes and found them glimmering with pleasure.She swallowed in the pain, loving the expression on his face. He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, his eyes glimmering with affection. “This pussy…” his words trailed off and his eyes searched through hers. Even though he was halfway into her pussy, he knew it was the best pussy he had ever fucked. “This pussy is fire.” He mouthed shamelessly, dropping another kiss on her eyes. It was the best he had been in and the last he would be in. Nuella's eyes heavied with tears. She stared into his eyes the admiration that filled his eyes, the compliments and the kisses he rained on her, everything, washed the pain away. “Does it hurt?” Devine voice was soft and tender, almost a whisper. She sniffed back, nodding gently. “But I trust
Devine settled in between Nuella’s spread leg. His watchful eyes scanned her body as he stroked gently on his cock. “This body…..” he sucked in some breath licking gently on his lower lips. “This body is beautiful, Momma. I can't get enough of it.” He confessed with so much admiration in his eyes. Just like yesterday, he had walked into their lives. That day she sat alone on the balcony away from everybody, with a small baby doll in her hand. In her eyes, he saw conflict he struggled to read. Children never worry— not so true, but those were his thoughts, yet, this pretty 10-year-old baby carried all the worries like she suffered the burden of the world. From that day, he had guarded her with his watchful gaze. His protection is unending. Slowly, this act of kindness became a feeling he could not control. The thoughts of her persisted, haunting him, day and night. Everything was at stake. His desire for, his need for her, this quest for her. They grew stronger, day by day a