All Chapters of All For You, Daddy: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

My fist pounds the steering wheel at the sight of Dasha climbing out the window, oxygen seeming to fill my lungs for the first time since she left the hospital. She’s beautiful beyond words, with her white-blonde hair and big, green eyes, moving with grace and innocence, especially in the simple nightshirt she wears. I didn’t want the aunt to take her—she belongs with me—but I had no choice. People tend to frown on a forty-year-old confirmed bachelor moving an eighteen-year-old girl into his house.Hell, they should frown on it. I shouldn’t be dreaming of my hands slowly parting her knees and kissing her pretty pink underwear top to bottom while she squirms. She’s been through a trauma, for the love of God. Lost her father. I have no right wanting to take a dead man’s place as Dasha’s provider…and more.A lot more.I married young and divorced just as fast. My ex-wife didn’t want to be dominated…and hell, I was only half interested in dominating her. Since then, my only relationship h

I expected it to take a little more convincing, but once I issued the ultimatum, Clement and Nicholas nodded—stiffly, of course—and boosted me back into the house so I could pack my bags and leave a goodbye note for my aunt. It’s a cop out. I really should speak to her face to face. But my father put distance between him and his sister, same way he created a divide between us, so she’ll probably be relieved not to have a virtual stranger in her house anymore. Most of my things are either smoke damaged or in storage now, so it didn’t take long to collect my meager wardrobe, my fashion portfolio and school books.We flipped a coin to decide whose truck I would ride in—Clement won—and after a silent but charged ride, we’ve arrived at Clement’s house.As I walk up the stone path leading to the front door, flanked by Clement and Nicholas, the spontaneity of what I’m doing begins to hit me. I’ve just snuck out of my aunt’s house to be with men I’ve only known a week. I’ve been living with m

It’s a good thing Dasha sleeps like the dead. Otherwise, I don’t think either of us would feel comfortable working night shifts while the other was home alone with the girl. If we were ravenous for her before, that hunger has only escalated. We stand over her bed for an hour after the pleasure, watching the rise and fall of her chest, tracing the curve of her ass with single-minded possession.Mine.That word beats in my veins like a snare drum, never ceasing. But I have to find a way to come to terms with Dasha being…ours. I don’t question her determination. Her bravery in the hospital told me all about her metal spine. Not to mention the way she issues ultimatums to two males twice her size. The sweet, sexy fairy I’m living for has nerve—and if she says she’ll leave if we don’t get on board, I believe her.Last night, Nicholas and I couldn’t decide who would sleep beside her, so she ended up in the guest bedroom, at an equal distance between the other two bedrooms. I ached to hold h

I rushed to pick up Dasha, because I didn’t go straight to the school after my shift at the firehouse. Nah, I’ve been thinking nonstop about her father’s final words and I’m not leaving her safety to chance. Best I can tell, he wasn’t close to many of his family members, but his sister—Dasha’s aunt—seemed uneasy while visiting Dasha in the hospital. So I went to her first, hoping to get some information about who would want to hurt Dasha’s father. I’m not a cop, but I’ve watched a fuck ton of Law & Order , so possible grudges seemed like the best place to start.“He came to me for money,” she said, blowing cigarette smoke out the kitchen window. “Our father liked to play the ponies. Figures he’d fall into the same trap. His wife probably saw it coming and got the hell out.”Thinking of Dasha losing her mother, I wanted to go find my girl and kiss her until she smiled. But I kept going with the questions. “Did you lend him the money?”She snorted. “Nope. It looks like I’ve got stacks o

“Daddy?” I whimper, crawling backwards up the bed. “I’m…nervous.”“Shh.” Clement takes my jaw in his hand, urging me to look at him, while Nicholas’s hands wrap around my ankles, keeping me still as he removes my panties all the way, tossing them to the floor. “You’ve managed to obsess two men, sweetheart. Do you know what this obsession means?”“Means if you’re in pain, we suffer, too.” Nicholas’s tongue bathes the hollow of my belly before moving lower, until the tip of it is sliding through my folds. “Mmmm. Baby’s drenched. Goddamn, that’s tasty.” His lips shine between my thighs. “There’s going to be a little hurting at the start, on account of your tight hole and my big cock.” He winks up at me. “But I’ll have you creaming in no time, baby.”Clement cups my breasts in turn, massaging them, his stubbled chin and cheeks moving against my ear. It’s a delicious feeling, one that sensitizes every inch of my skin, head to toe. I barely notice as he removes my nightshirt, leaving me exp