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Your Dad's Perfect Slow
Grayson POVI can’t fuck her yet, I’ve no idea what she has done before."I need to know what you have done with men, what you have done alone as well." I can't just go into this blindly, so she needs to tell me."Nothing." Her word is quiet. "What do you mean, nothing?" How can she have done nothing? "I never felt comfortable going back to a guy’s place; the most I did was kiss a guy, Gray; as for by myself? Again, I've done nothing because I don't feel comfortable even trying to touch myself."My eyes widen. Her being a virgin is one thing, but I assumed she would have at least played with herself; it explains why it hurt her so damn much. I'm not comfortable fucking her before she has even explored her own body. She should know her own body before giving it away to anyone else. Now I realise just how fucked up everything was. I would often tell her brothers things about her, and that led to this. We led to her having no life and still being a virgin at twenty-one. "Just walk out
Your Dad's Perfect Teaching Her
Grayson POVShe moans, and I kiss down her body, slowly teasing her. As I reach between her thighs, my tongue drags along her sex. Teasing her, I start slowly, groaning at the taste of her on my tongue. I keep her against my mouth, even after the orgasm quickly takes hold and has her crying out my name. My-fucking-name! Kissing up her body, I reach for the glass and get water in my mouth. Leaning down, I kiss her, letting the water slip through my lips into her mouth. Her body shakes against me as I begin to kiss her forcefully, my tongue plunging into her mouth. She opens it for me, and slowly her tongue begins to move with mine. Fuck, that's amazing. I got lost in the kiss, in the feel of her tongue dancing across mine. Pulling back, I grab an ice cube out of the glass and place it in my mouth. With it partially out of my mouth, I rub it across her lips and down her chin and neck. I keep moving lower, dragging the ice along the valley of her breasts before moving back up and rubb
Your Dad's Perfect Agreement
Sammi POVHe's going slow and has barely touched me, so as soon as he was naked, I used it as an opportunity to tease him. My hand is still wrapped around his cock, playfully tugging at the piercings and making him groan. Grabbing the lube, I squirt some into my hand and go back to stroking his cock. His body quakes, and he groans. "Sammi, are you on anything? I didn't even fucking think." Yeah, he failed there. He was going to fuck me raw this morning and hadn’t considered asking if I was on contraception. Apparently, he remembers now. "Yes, Gray." I wouldn't have let him do that this morning if I hadn’t. "Now, can you stop making excuses and fuck me?" His head tilts and he smirks. "What excuses have I made, Angel?" He leans over me more, his lips brushing against mine. "Just shh, and fuck me." I wrap my arm around his neck and pull him closer. His cock rubs against my pussy, and I brace myself for the pain and feel him push forward. I whimper slightly. It isn't as bad as before
Your Dad's Perfect Mistakes
Grayson POVI didn't move from above her for a while. At first, I felt fucking amazing. Then, reality hit, and I realised I had gone way further than I should have. I got caught up in the fact she was letting me be the first one to fuck her, and I got carried away. Making her swear that she and her pussy belong to me. Which is totally fucked up. Not as fucked up as the feeling of wanting to do this every day, several times a day, though. Her fingers stroke along my back, and my face stays buried in her neck. I need to consider this. I know the implications, and I know I can never truly have her. There's no way her brothers will let this go or let me live when they find out.God, I didn't just fuck her. I took her virginity! What the fuck have I done? I groan and very reluctantly pull free from within her. I hate it; I want to bury myself in her again already. "I was thinking," she whispers as I move and lie next to her. "Not thinking, I realised something." Turning, I look at her.
Your Dad's Perfect His Worry
Sammi POVI walk into my room smiling. The shock on Grayson’s face was epic. His plan was perfect, or almost. My brothers know full well I would have at least slapped him, if not punched him, for seeing me in the shower. I’m also looking forward to later, when we're finally alone.After getting dressed, I walk down; Grayson stares at me as I walk into the kitchen. Okay, I'm taunting, but it's fun. "Fucking hell, Sammi!" Zade stares at me. "What? It's a dress." It is a very short dress, but it is still a dress. "Forget that, come on." He walks out, and I panic. I look at Grayson, and he gives me a slight shrug. I panic as I follow Zade and wonder if he knows. He came to my room, so did he hear? I stop panicking when I realise Grayson is standing in my kitchen, alive, without a single mark on him. He stops in his office and sits down. Okay, so I’m in trouble. I take a seat and look at him. "How are you feeling?" "I'm fine, Zade." Lesson learnt not to trust people so damn quick. "
Your Dad's Perfect The Game
Sammi POVSome of the main items were moved out of my room into another. I told them not to bother with my bed and the rest—it seemed pointless to move everything just to put it back in a day or two. Once the essentials were covered, they started knocking down part of the wall.I've tried sneaking over to Grayson when my brothers weren't around, but it's been impossible. He keeps messaging me, asking me to meet him, but one of my brothers always pops up, questioning where I'm going. It's almost like they know but just aren’t saying anything, instead trying to keep us from being alone together.Standing in the kitchen, I focus on making snacks for the game night. My brothers have been setting up the room, and I hadn’t realised just how much effort they put into these nights. Sighing, I glance at my phone. Grayson wants to talk before everyone arrives, but I already know it’s not going to happen. My brothers are keeping him under close watch.I finish setting out the food and carry it i
Your Dad's Perfect Reckless
Grayson POVI'm pissed off. What I did was reckless. I should have stopped fucking Sammi as soon as I heard Zade, but I didn't. I simply muffled her moans of pleasure and went harder. All I could see in my mind was Reese with his tongue in her mouth. A mouth that I own. I wanted to warn her, but I didn't get time to.As I step into the room, everyone laughs."You're a sore loser, aren't you?" Reese mocks."No, I just prefer to lose to pros, not those with mere luck to win one game," I joke, and he laughs. Sitting, I begin playing again. Alexa leans into me, her hand stroking down my body. I see Sammi walk in and take her seat. Her eyes flicker at me, and she stares at Alexa. Fuck, this is going to get harder.Sighing, I lift Alexa's hand off me as she leans in. "Want company tonight?" She kisses my neck, and I pull back. I settle her hand onto her own lap and look at her."No, and don't touch me again," I warn, and her eyes widen."Gray?" She looks at me shocked, and I see Sammi with
Your Dad's Perfect Warned
Sammi’s POVI head downstairs with Zade following closely behind and step into the kitchen."Office," he snaps, walking past me without a second glance. With a groan, I grab a bottle of water and follow him in. I know I’m in trouble. Taking a seat, I glance up at him."What the hell was tonight about?"His tone is harsh, and I feign confusion, trying to play it off."Samantha! Joking is one thing, but actually kissing Reese?"He never told me not to. “You laughed it off, agreed to it, and now you’re going to lecture me? What the hell is going on in your head?”“You don’t do that with our friends, Samantha.”I roll my eyes. “I get it, you’re mad. I’m in trouble. But stop with the ‘Samantha’—you might as well be calling me ‘kiddo’.” The way he says my name feels just like when they used to call me 'kiddo'—mocking, as if I’m naive or too young to understand.“What did you expect? I thought you meant a peck on the cheek, not that.”I lean back in my chair, laughing. “Oh, so me sticking my
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Your Dad's Perfect Perfect
ZadeI knew if I waited, things would go wrong, which is why I proposed to Izzy sooner than I had planned. Good job I did as if I hadn't. I was meant to be proposing right now, which isn't ideal.The room is buzzing with controlled chaos. Nurses move efficiently around us, murmuring instructions and checking monitors. Izzy lies in the hospital bed, her face flushed, hair damp with sweat, and hands clutching mine like a lifeline. Her grip is strong—stronger than I ever expected—but I welcome the pain. It’s grounding me, keeping me in the moment when I feel like I might lose my mind.“Zade, breathe,” Izzy groans, her voice strained as another contraction overtakes her. “You’re supposed to remind me to breathe, not forget how to do it yourself.”I snap out of my daze, nodding quickly. “Right. Breathe, Izzy. Deep breaths.” I mimic the motion, inhaling and exhaling like I’m teaching her something she hasn’t been doing perfectly for hours.She glares at me between breaths, sweat beading on
Your Dad's Perfect His Question
IzzyI can’t help but smile at Zade as he drives, his hands steady on the wheel, his profile glowing in the soft morning light. Time has slipped by so quickly. It feels like only yesterday we were grappling with fears and uncertainty, and now here we are. Zade has been by my side so much more than I ever expected. He still works, but not nearly as much as he did before. Somehow, he’s found a balance, and it’s brought us closer in ways I didn’t think possible.While he’s working, I spend most of my time at home with Sammi and baby Emmerson. It’s been heartwarming to watch Sammi and Grayson navigate parenthood together, their bond strengthening with every passing day. Watching their joy gives me hope—hope that Zade and I can have something just as beautiful with our baby.Zade has been going to counseling regularly, and I see pieces of the real him emerging more and more each week. The man beneath the armor he built to survive, to lead the mafia, to bury his pain—that man is someone ext
Your Dad's Perfect My Plan
Zade POVI lose myself in her, time slipping away as I drink her in, the salty-sweet flavor of her flooding my senses. She collapses into the bed eventually, her body limp, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. Even now, her walls quiver, her body still coming down as I lick the last remnants of her release.When I finally pull away, I move up her body and kiss her with a desperate need, our lips crashing together in a possessive claim. I’m hard again, painfully so, but there’s no rush. Tonight, there’s no clock ticking down, no interruptions, just us.“Alright,” I say, standing to strip the last of my clothes, my eyes devouring her sprawled form. “Let’s keep going.”She whimpers, weak from the relentless pleasure, and reaches for me, her hands trembling as they find my shoulders. “Zade,” she murmurs, but I’m nowhere near done.Izzy tastes like heaven, pure and raw, a flavor I never want to forget. My lips return to her swollen clit, teasing and tormenting her again. Her body jerks as s
Your Dad's Perfect Showing Her
ZadeAs I help Izzy into my car, her radiant smile reminds me just how much I’ve been neglecting her. I’ve been so consumed with making sure Grayson is home with Sammi and the baby that I’ve failed the one person who needed me most—her. The guilt eats at me as I start the engine, and I steal glances at her, soaking in her beauty, her strength, her unwavering patience with me.She pulls something from her bag and holds it out to me—a scan image. My heart twists as I take it, running my fingers over the black-and-white lines that outline our baby.“I’m sorry I missed it,” I whisper, the weight of regret heavy in my voice.Her smile is soft, understanding. “It’s fine. You were working and making sure Grayson was home for Sammi and the baby.” Her words are kind, but they cut deep. Missing this moment wasn’t fine, and I can’t let it happen again.When we arrive, I park and immediately step out, going to her side and lifting her into my arms. She laughs lightly, her arms wrapping around my
Your Dad's Perfect Time Together
Izzy POVHis dark eyes burn into mine, a mixture of frustration and desire. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Izzy,” he murmurs, his voice low and hoarse.I lean in, letting my breath ghost over his lips. “Good. I want to play, Zade. And this time, I make the rules.”“You want to fuck me?” His voice is low, teasing, as his dark eyes bore into mine, a smirk playing on his lips. The sight of him, restrained and vulnerable yet brimming with raw power, ignites something primal in me. I chuckle softly, leaning in to capture his lips, grinding against him as I feel him stir beneath me.“Oh, you have no idea how much I want to fuck you,” I murmur against his lips, my voice husky with desire. Pulling back, I let a wicked smile curl on my lips. “You’re all mine now,” I whisper, my words dripping with dominance. Slowly, deliberately, I sink to my knees in front of him, maintaining eye contact as my hands glide over his thighs.His breath hitches when I reach up, my fingers wrapping around his s
Your Dad's Perfect Always Busy
IzzyIt’s been two months since we came back, and while Zade and I have grown closer, some days feel like we’re barely keeping our heads above water. The distance that came with my pregnancy has dissolved, and his promise to fuck me every day? He’s kept it. But most of the time, it’s rushed, like an obligation rather than passion.I understand why—he’s juggling too much. He practically ordered Grayson to stay home for a couple of months after Sammi had the baby, leaving him to hold everything together. Sure, his brothers are around to help, but Zade hardly leans on them. It’s as if he’s still carrying the weight of raising them, of being their protector, even now.Today was supposed to be different. It was the scan, the moment I’ve been excited about for weeks. But, at the last minute, he got a call—something urgent, something he couldn’t ignore—and I found myself in the clinic with my mum instead of him. All I got from Zade was a quick message asking how it went. No follow-up, no exc
Your Dad's Perfect Fixing It
Izzy POVThe moment Zade walks in, the tension between us hangs in the air like a storm waiting to break. We talk briefly, my voice trembling as I tell him the words that have been weighing on my heart: “I’m keeping the baby.” Relief flickers across his face, but it’s not pure joy—it’s layered with fear, uncertainty, and something I can’t quite place. He doesn’t say much after that, just pulls me into his arms, holding me close. I melt into him, exhaustion taking over as I fall asleep wrapped in his warmth.When I wake, the space beside me is empty, and the bed feels colder without him. Slowly, I sit up, rubbing my eyes. My gaze falls on Zade, seated at the foot of the bed, his back turned to me. His shoulders are tense, and his head is bowed slightly, as if the weight of the world is pressing down on him.I hesitate, unsure of what to say or how to bridge the chasm that feels like it’s grown between us. Things had been going so well before all this, and now? Now it feels like we’ve b
Your Dad's Perfect Realising
IzzyThe moment Grayson wraps his arms around me, I feel the weight of everything pressing down on me like a storm. For the first time in hours, there’s a flicker of safety, but it’s fragile, like glass teetering on the edge of shattering. Zade’s words still echo in my mind—angry, hurt, raw—and even though I know deep down he would never hurt me, in that moment, he didn’t feel like the man I fell in love with. He felt like someone else entirely, someone I didn’t know.The sound of the door closing behind me sends a chill through my spine. Zade has left. I should stop him, run after him, beg him to stay, but I can’t. My legs feel like lead, and my heart is a hurricane of guilt and confusion.“What’s happened?” Grayson’s voice cuts through the silence, low but laced with tension. His arms tighten around me, and for a moment, I let myself break. The tears come in uncontrollable waves, and I bury my face into his chest as though I can hide from my own mistakes.“I’m pregnant, Gray,” I cho
Your Dad's Perfect Feeling Foolish
Zade POVEvery time I close my eyes, I see her face—tear-streaked and filled with anguish. Then the memories hit, unbidden and relentless. Blood. The screams. The bodies. My parents, mangled and lifeless. Her—my ex, so pregnant, so full of life, and then... gone. The flashbacks swallow me whole, dragging me under. My breathing becomes shallow, erratic, and I grip the edge of the table to ground myself, my knuckles white.“Zade,” a voice cuts through the storm in my mind, anchoring me back to reality. I look up to see Grayson sitting across from me, his face a mixture of concern and frustration.I can’t even muster the energy to speak. I just stare at him, then down at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of me.“Did you drink it?” he asks, his tone sharp but not unkind.I shake my head. “No. But I wanted to. God, I wanted to.”Grayson exhales, leaning back in his chair. “At least you didn’t. That’s something.” He watches me closely, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You’re drowning, Za
