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FUCKED BY MY EX-BOYFRIEND FATHER 4
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DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET TEMPTED BY HER AND CANT RESIST 4
The Breaking Point The next morning, Sarah’s call came while I was making coffee. Her voice sounded tired but happy on the other end. “Hey babe, how’s everything?” she asked. “Busy as hell,” I replied, forcing enthusiasm. “The pitch is today. How’s your trip going?” She sighed. “Exhausting. These meetings are running long, and the time difference is killing me. I miss you, but I’m so swamped I can barely think straight. We’ll catch up properly when I’m back, okay?” “Yeah, of course. I miss you too.” The words felt automatic. The call lasted less than five minutes before she had to run to another session. I stared at my phone after she hung up, a strange mix of relief and emptiness settling in my chest. Mia’s text from the night before still sat unread in my notifications. I finally replied: Me: Sweet dreams turned into very dangerous ones. See you at the pitch. Her response came instantly: Mia: Good. I like dangerous. Wear that blue shirt today. It looks hot on you. The pitch
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET TEMPTED BY HER AND CANT RESIST 3
Late Nights & Tension The bar night with Mia left me restless. I barely slept, her words echoing in my head: “You deserve to have some fun while she’s gone.” Sarah’s voicemail was cheerful when I finally listened to it talking about her presentations and how much she missed our bed. I felt like shit replying with “Miss you too, babe. Work’s crazy here,” but the guilt didn’t stop my mind from drifting back to Mia. The next few days were pure torture at the office. The big campaign pitch was looming, so late nights became the norm. Mia and I were paired up to finalize the presentation deck. It was past 9 PM on Wednesday when the office had emptied out. Just the two of us in the dim conference room, laptops open, takeout containers scattered across the table. Mia stretched in her chair, her blouse pulling tight across her chest. “God, Alex, if we nail this tomorrow, we deserve a raise. Or at least a vacation. You look tense. Everything okay at home?” I rubbed the back of my neck, a
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET TEMPTED BY HER AND CANT RESIST 2
Chapter 2: The New Temptation The following week dragged with back-to-back meetings, but the project with the partner company kept Mia in my orbit constantly. She was officially assigned as their lead liaison, which meant daily calls, shared spreadsheets, and more in-person time than I had anticipated. Our first big strategy session happened on Tuesday afternoon in the sleek conference room on the 18th floor. Mia arrived in a fitted blouse that accentuated her full breasts and a pencil skirt that hugged her wide hips and thick ass. She looked professional, but the way she carried herself was pure seduction. Confident. Aware of her power. She sat across from me, but her eyes kept finding mine. Every time I presented a slide, she’d lean forward slightly, offering a small smile or a clever comment that made the whole room laugh. Her wit was sharp, and she wasn’t afraid to tease. “Alex always has the perfect plan,” she said during one discussion, locking eyes with me. “But sometime
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET STORY 30: TEMPTED BY HER AND CANT RESIST 1
The Routine Cracks I stood at the airport terminal, watching Sarah wheel her suitcase toward security. She turned back one last time, offering a quick smile and a wave. “I’ll call you when I land,” she said. Our goodbye kiss was brief, almost mechanical the kind of kiss couples give after years together when the spark has dulled. I told her I loved her. She said it back. Then she was gone for two weeks. The drive home felt too quiet. Our apartment seemed bigger without her in it. I dropped my keys on the counter and poured myself a beer, sinking onto the couch. Sarah and I had been together for four years. She was sweet, supportive, and ambitious just like me. But lately, everything felt… routine. Our sex life especially. Quick missionary on weekends when we weren’t too tired, a blowjob here and there if she was in the mood. It had been months since we’d done anything exciting. I wasn’t unhappy exactly. Just… restless. Work became my escape. As a marketing executive, I threw myse
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN (MM)15
Chapter 15: Deepening IntimacyJace’s POVThe weekend felt like stepping into another world. No work emails, no pretending, no running from what had happened Thursday night. Alex came over Friday evening with a duffel bag and a nervous smile. We ordered takeout, drank a couple of beers on the couch, and talked really talked about everything we’d been avoiding.“I keep wondering if this makes us… different,” Alex said quietly, his hand resting on my thigh. “Like, I’ve always seen myself as straight. Dated women. Wanted women. But with you… it’s not just sex. It’s everything.”I nodded, lacing our fingers together. “Same. I’m still attracted to women. But this? With you? It feels deeper. Scarier. Like I’ve been missing a piece I didn’t know existed.” I leaned in and kissed him softly. “We don’t have to label it right now. We can just… be.”He pulled me closer. “Yeah. Let’s just be.”Saturday blurred into slow, sensual exploration.We woke up tangled in my sheets, naked and half-hard fr
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET THE TASTE OF FORBIDDEN SKIN (MM)
Chapter 14: Exploration BeginsJace’s POVThe drive to my apartment was thick with silence and anticipation. Rain still pattered against the windshield, but neither of us turned on the radio. Every stoplight felt endless. When I finally parked and killed the engine, Alex looked over at me, eyes dark.“You sure about this?” he asked quietly.“No,” I admitted, my voice rough. “But I want it anyway.”We barely made it through the front door before we were on each other again.The kiss started desperate, like in the car mouths crashing, hands gripping shirts. I kicked the door shut behind us and pushed him against it, tasting coffee and rain on his lips. Alex groaned low in his throat, fingers digging into my hips as he pulled me flush against him. We were both already hard, the evidence pressing through our slacks in a way that made my head spin.“Bedroom,” I managed between kisses, walking him backward down the short hallway.Clothes started coming off in the dim lamplight of my room. S
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET THE PRIEST’S FORBIDDEN CONFESSIONAL WHORE
Chapter 7: Purification Ritual & OwnershipThe Bishop’s heavy snores echoed faintly down the stone corridor from the guest quarters, only thirty paces from the main chapel. One wrong sound and everything would burn. Yet here I was, heart hammering, following Father Lucian through the moonlit nave
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 3
Chapter 3: His Touch“The pose needs fixing to show the right emotion,” Julian said as he set his charcoal down and stepped onto the platform with me. His voice stayed low and commanding, the same tone he used in class but heavier now that I was standing there completely naked in front of him. “
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 2
Chapter 2: The Robe Evie’s pov “Professor Voss,this studio is bigger than I thought,” I said as I stepped fully inside after he closed the heavy door behind me. My voice came out a little shaky because the place felt so quiet and private, like the rest of the world had disappeared. I looked
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET STORY1: PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 1
CHAPTER 1The OfferEvie’s pov “Professor Voss,I really don’t know what to say,” I whispered, standing there in front of his desk after everyone else had left the classroom. My fingers kept twisting the strap of my bag because I could feel his eyes on me, heavy and sure. Julian Voss was forty ye
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