39 - Welcome HomeJamesOne of the worse things than being caught by their friend while making out with his daughter in his own kitchen was having a fucking boner when it happened. “Dad.” I winced when Mia pulled back, color slashing her cheeks. “You’re… you are standing, and you’re here?” I wished I could faint. Or have a heart attack. Anything at that point would work. Clyde looked like he was having a heart attack or another aneurysm, and I was worried. “Were you just kissing James, or was I seeing things?” Even his voice was barely a rasp, his knuckles tightening on the cane he was holding. Despite staying in the hospital for a couple of months, he looked healthy. “Would you believe me if I said you’re seeing things?” Mia asked, shuffling on her feet. I took a deep breath and met my friend’s eyes. “I was kissing Mia,” I answered, keeping my gaze on him, even though guilt and embarrassment made me want to look away. I didn’t regret anything. I should have talked to Clyde about
40 - I’m SorryMia“That’s my sweet slut,” James rumbled from between my legs, the reverberations of his voice sending shivers of pleasure all over me. “Scream for Daddy.”I threaded my hand through his hair, pulling him closer to my soaked pussy and moaning when he licked me. I squeezed my eyes shut at the flick of his tongue on my sensitive clit. It was too much. Especially after being edged to death in the past hour. “Daddy,” I screamed, my orgasm teetering on the edge. Warm glow spread all over my body, and I kept falling when he slid two fingers inside me, curling them on my g-spot while sucking on my clit. I lost it. Holding onto his hair and scratching on the expensive sheets, I exploded into bursts of orgasm, my toes curling and body trembling. “I’m so proud of you, baby. Such a good girl.” James kept murmuring sweet praises, soothing the aftershocks and caressing me everywhere until I calmed down, slumping on his bed. “That was too much,” I whispered, nuzzling into his nec
41 - Own GoodJamesSaying the words out loud felt like my skin was ripping apart and my body was on fire. The sound of my mother’s wail after the harsh smack kept echoing in my head. What horrified me the most was that mom was keeping it a secret for years wearing turtlenecks in summers and wearing heavy foundation when she wasn’t going anywhere.“H-he didn’t stop,” I managed to say through my gritted teeth. Her warm hands caressed my hand as if I deserved it. “I remember punching him. There was a lot of yelling and shouting. Mom locked herself in a room when he finally left the house to get more drunk in a bar. I followed him, getting into a serious fight until my mom picked me up.”I couldn’t meet her eyes.I chuckled grimly. “That was my Christmas, Mia. I grabbed a bottle—fuck, I don’t even remember what I had been drinking. I was just angry. At everyone. And then Mom scolded me the entire ride. Not that piece of shit who hit her—” I swallowed when her small fingers entwined with
42 - It’s OverMiaEvery vein in my body turned cold when I saw the evil expression on Claire’s face. I pulled away from James, who looked more distant than anything. As if he had already expected to be the next teacher who walks out of the school in handcuffs. I would never let that happen to him. “I’ve heard the cops are still interviewing the students.” She smiled, and it was nothing but cruel. “I’ll be sure to let them know about you two.”She turned before I could explain. I went to follow her, but James held my wrist. “Don’t,” he pleaded, “Let her be. I knew the consequences when I kissed you for the first time, Princess. It’s okay.”“I can’t.” I shook my head, my throat clogging at the thought of James getting hurt because of something that was our decision. “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.” I pulled away, running after Claire. I had to stop her and somehow convince her with a lie. Maybe I could tell her that he was hugging me and consoling me. “I’ll make you suffer.
43 - Happy BirthdayJamesI stared at the night lights of the small town that had become my home for the past couple of years. It wasn’t covered in snow anymore and winter’s harsh wind had turned to soft, cooling breeze in the evening. I trailed my finger on the glass, reminiscing about the time I had Mia pinned against it and made her come over and over again until she slumped in my arms, smiling at me with such a raw, giddy expression that I had taken her again on the floor. My throat tightened and I downed the whiskey, relishing in the sharp burn it offered. I deserved more than just that burn. I looked around the empty house and yanked my tie away, hating each breath I took. I paused on my way to glare at my drafting table scattered with blueprints and the design of new hospital in New York. Images of Eden, ex-dean of Saint Helena, flashed in my head. The numb, poker face of the freshmen who averted the cop’s gentle face when they prodded him with questions that no kid should ev
44 - Call Me DaddyMiaSpoiler Alert: I didn’t make it in time. The flight had taken off fifteen minutes before I reached the airport. I demanded the security to let me make sure it hadn’t. I started sobbing when they threatened to call my parents and school—I was still in uniform.There was tightness in my stomach, a painful numbness in my chest. I couldn’t stop him. I wanted to dig a hole for myself and never get out of it. I hated that I couldn’t stop him. Hated myself for ever leaving him alone in that bedroom after he had confessed everything to me. James must have felt guilty for all these years and instead of helping him, consoling him, I added fuel to that guilt-fire by leaving him. I was staring numbly at the crowd of people when someone cleared their throat. I raised my eyes to see a beautiful woman smile at me. “Do you mind if I sit here?”“Sure. Sit. Sleep.” I shrugged, wiping my face. I didn’t know when I had started crying. “Do whatever you want. Life has no meaning.”
EpilogueMia“Ah—”“That’s it, my sweet dirty princess.” James grunted, his length filling me up in one fluid motion. “That’s it. That’s it.” “Daddy…” I sighed, melting into his arms when they tightened around me. My half-lidded eyes met his ocean-eyes, so clear and sharp.He slammed into me. My lips parted in a soundless moan at the pleasure of his cock stretching me and brushing against the g-spot. My fingers scrunched his shirt when he increased his pace, his warm breath fanning on my cheek when he pressed against me, lifting me effortlessly in such a small space. “Such a good girl,” he crooned in my ears, squeezing my waist when I tried my best to stifle my moans. “I’m gonna come…” “Cum on my cock, my sweet princess slut.” Pleasure tightened in knots inside me, his length throbbing and pulsing. “Cum. For. Me.” His hand covered my mouth, and I had to bite down on his hand when I exploded with pleasure. His thrusts became rampant when my walls spasmed around him with orgasm, p
Note: This scene has CNC (consensual non-consent) roleplay.Bonus SceneMiaScreams echoed around me, people laughing, dancing and drinking as strobe lights flashed over Summer’s living room, which was converted to a stage. I tried to cover my ears, giggling when the hanging skeleton’s bones brushed over my head, trying to make my way through the sweaty, drunk teens towards the kitchen. “Hey M!” I rolled my eyes and turned around to see the familiar face that was stroked with black and white paint. “A skull? So original, Aaron.” He checked me out, heat flooding my cheeks as I tugged at the little red skirt. “And you’re a hot demon or little red riding hood?”I lowered the red hood and tightening the string around my neck, its silky cape fluttering against my thigh over the black stockings I wore. When I had donned the costume, it felt a little tight but also made me feel very, very sexy. I couldn’t wait to see his reaction when he finally sees me. “I’m looking for Summer,” I yelle
2 - Be a Good BoyAnnaMy lips parted hearing his filthy words, my thighs clenching at his deep, rumbling voice. No one had ever spoken to me that way in forty-one years of my life.He was hot as hell, and he knew it. His suit looked expensive, his white shirt ironed perfectly as it fit him like a second skin. His slacks were silk and his shoes… made him look young.And even though his tall, lean body was made for the suit, he didn’t seem like he ever wore suits. With the piercings and tattoos, I could guess he looked better in a leather jacket. His shiny long locks made him look like a hot, rebellious rockstar that had pestered me for my number when I was young.What the hell are you thinking, Anna?“I…”“Stop
Dedicated to every one who wanted not one, but two hot and young boyfriends who worship you like a Goddess.Part One“I want to fuck you like a hot milf you are.”1 - Pardon my LanguageCalebSome would say I looked like a fuckboy dressed as a gentleman at my ex’s bachelor party. I turned off my Peach—yes, I named my bike, boo-fucking-hoo—and unclipped my helmet. The ride was smooth with minimal traffic, but a small part of me craved something… dangerous. Or darker. The adrenaline was still running high, and I wished I could turn back around and go ride again.It was happening again, and I was trying my best to be a good-fucking-boy when all I wanted to do was chase addiction. Any addiction.It’s a good day—week for Aaron. You promised you’d be there for him.Shaking my head, I fixed my suit and checked the shoelaces of my Vans. Dad had given a couple of his since they were getting too tight for him. I had a lean muscular body, so they fit me perfectly—almost too perfectly, and I sen
Bonus Scene of Billionaire BossNote: This scene happened in the middle of the book, after they signed the contract.SummerMy heartbeat hammered in my ears as they called my number. I couldn’t believe I was doing it. I had seen the email from the sex club, the one where I had a one-night stand with Damon, about the auction night where all the proceeds would go to charity for homeless people.I showed it to Damon after a late night at the office.“What?” Damon had asked, quirking his brow. “Do you want to parade your body and make me bid on you?”I had agreed because I loved the auction trope in mafia romance, and I’d be lying if I didn’t want to try it.“Look at her!” The host cheered when I stepped out of the curtains and onto the stage.Bright lights blinded me, and I almost lost my balance in the heels as patrons
EpilogueSummer“What the fuck are you doing—”My eyes widened and a small gasp escaped my lips when Damon wrapped his hand around my throat. His stormy gray eyes glared at me, his face dark.“Shut the fuck up,” he said, his eyes lowering to my lips. I licked them. The hand around my throat tightened. “I’m going to kiss you.”Before I could utter another word, his lips captured mine in a hot, fiery kiss. My hands came up to his shoulders to push him away, but when he angled his head to deepen the kiss, all my thoughts of pushing him vanished and instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck.A small whimper elicited from my throat when he bit my bottom lip. My fingers curled in his hair. He groaned, angling my face to him as I pressed my body against his, feeling his wild heartbeat through the layers of clothes between us.As if sensing my thoughts, he pull
44 - Broke the RuleSummerI fell for her first.His words rang in my ears as I made my way out of the studio with shaky legs.“Summer!” Damon called, following me as I hurried my pace. “Summer, wait!”I turned around, all of a sudden angry at him. “What do you want?”He looked around at the employees that were in the building and held my hand, dragging me to his private elevator. He pressed the button for the highest floor and asked, “Why did you run away?”I pulled away and stood as far as I could from him. “I didn’t know you could lie so well in front of the camera.”He clenche
43 - I Fell for HerDamon“Fuck,” I said, pulling out of her and fixing my shirt. “I have to take this.”She cleared her throat before I could accept the call, looking hot as fuck straightening her blouse and skirt.“What is it?” I asked, knowing she wanted something by the look in her eyes. I’d have to force my wet dick down and suffer through blue balls the entire meeting.“Sorry, I had something in my throat,” she said, clearing her throat again and eyeing me as if I was a piece of meat. “Unfortunately, it wasn’t you.”I raised my brow. “You want to suck my cock, dirty girl?”She bit her lip and nodded. “I came, but you didn’t…”I sat in my
42 - My Silly GooseSummerDamon was absolutely adorable when he was drunk. He made jokes, which was surprising, and he laughed more, his dimple making more appearances than ever. I took a couple of pictures of him so I could show him why he should smile more.Thankfully, Cillian helped me take him to his room in Moore’s mansion that belonged to Emma. They both said their goodnights and went to Cillian’s place as Caleb, his son, and Emma’s ex-boyfriend, was in New York.I helped Damon brush his teeth and remove his shoes. He was way too heavy, but I managed to unbutton his shirt and remove his belt. He mumbled something when I tried to remove his shirt.“Stop!” he said, looking at me with half-lidded eyes. He covered his chest and said, &ldq
41 - Particular PersonDamonWhen Summer’s nana said she wanted to talk to me with her serious face, I thought I knew how it would go. After all, I had watched enough K-Dramas with Emma and Mia to know how this works.So, before she could say a word, I set my intentions straight even though there wasn’t a glass of water or coffee nearby for my parched throat.“I’m sorry, but I like Summer, and I won’t accept any money you offer to break up with her,” I said, bowing my head.There. Nailed it.“What?” she asked, and I raised my head. “Why would I give you money to break up with my granddaughter?”I blink
40 - A SecretSummer“When’s your boy coming over?” my nana asked me for the umpteenth time as I helped stir the secret sauce my mom was making for dinner.“He’s not a boy, nana,” I said, knowing how much of a man Damon was. “He said he’ll be here. Why are you asking me so much about him?”“Because she wants to interrogate him,” Mom said, coming over to help me and side-eyed Nana, who was sitting at the dining table, looking out of the window so she could see who’s coming. “She interviewed your dad when he picked me up on our second date. When I came back home, she told me to marry him.”“Aww,” I cooed, giving a side hug to Mom. “I hope I find love like you two.”Mom narrowed her eyes at me. “What do