《TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY》全部章節：第 41 章 - 第 50 章

Chapter 2: Liquid Courage and Dangerous AttractionThe pull toward Lucian intensified as the rooftop party surged around me like a living entity. The bass vibrated deeper into my bones, and the alcohol coursed through my veins, turning every sensation sharper and more intoxicating. I grew bolder with each fresh drink, the world tilting pleasantly as I lost myself in the rhythm. My hips swayed more provocatively on the dance floor, the tight black mini dress riding higher up my thighs with every sensual twist. Sweat glistened on my exposed skin, and I ran my hands through my long raven hair, arching my back to emphasize the curve of my body. Heads continued to turn, but none mattered except the steady, commanding gaze from the VIP section.Lucian finally moved. He descended from the elevated area with purposeful strides, cutting through the crowd as if it parted naturally for him. Up close, he was even more imposing tall, broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair that caught the shi

Chapter 4: Begging BeginsLucian’s dark eyes burned with satisfaction as he heard my plea. He stood, pulling me up with him in one fluid motion, his strong hands never leaving my body. The alcohol still hummed in my veins, but the desperate need I felt was sharper than any liquor. He led me toward the open kitchen area, the marble island cool and smooth under the ambient lighting. “Strip for me, little girl,” he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. “Slowly. And tell me exactly what you need while you do it.”My hands trembled with arousal as I obeyed. I slipped the straps of my tight black mini dress down my shoulders, revealing my full breasts inch by inch. “Please, Lucian,” I whispered, my voice already breaking. “I need you to fuck me. I have been aching for it all night.” The dress pooled at my feet, leaving me in nothing but my heels and damp panties. He stepped closer, hooking his fingers into the waistband and sliding them down my legs. I stood completely naked before h

Chapter 1: The First Attempt Exam season had turned the entire university into a pressure cooker of late nights, caffeine, and panic. My friends had organized yet another group reading session in the library for our advanced calculus paper. I stared at the group chat, Mia’s message glowing on my screen: “Emma, you coming? We saved you a seat beside the window. Bring snacks!” I typed back quickly, my thumb hovering before I deleted the message. “Sorry guys, something came up. I will catch up later,” I sent instead, my heart already racing for a completely different reason. I slipped my textbooks into my bag, chose a fitted sweater that hugged my curves just right, and headed across campus toward the boys’ hostel. Josh. My crush for the past semester. Tall, athletic, with that easy smile and messy brown hair that made my stomach flip every time I saw him in lectures. Tonight, I was done watching from afar. The walk felt endless. “Come on, Emma, you can do this,” I whispered to myse

Chapter 3: Late Night Tension The campus lights glowed softly as I approached Josh’s hostel block for the second time that week. My heart beat faster with every step. The night air was cool, but my skin felt warm with anticipation. My phone buzzed in my pocket just as I reached his floor. It was the group chat again. Mia: “Emma, where are you? We’re starting the group reading now. Everyone’s here!” I stopped outside his door, typing quickly. “Sorry guys, I have something important to attend to tonight. Can’t make it. Good luck with the revision!” I silenced the chat and slipped the phone away. Nothing was going to pull me away from this. I took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened almost immediately. Josh stood there in a loose black t-shirt and gray sweatpants, his messy brown hair slightly tousled. That smile the one that always melted my heart spread across his face the moment he saw me. “Emma,” he said warmly, stepping aside. “You came. Come in, it is late but I am g

Chapter 5: On Top of You The words hung heavy in the small hostel room, charged with everything I had been holding back for months. Josh’s hand was still on my breast, his thumb teasing my hardened nipple through my top, while I straddled his lap. His eyes were dark, burning into mine as he waited for my answer. I looked straight at him without blinking and whispered, “You.” Josh’s breath hitched. “Emma…” I rocked my hips slowly against the hard bulge in his sweatpants, pressing down just enough to feel him throb beneath me. A soft, needy sound escaped my throat. “Let me on top of you, Josh. Please.” His hands tightened on my waist, fingers digging in. “Emma… you will be the death of me,” he groaned, voice low and strained. “You have no idea what you are doing to me right now.” I rocked again, slower this time, grinding deliberately against his growing erection. The friction sent sparks of pleasure through my core. “I know exactly what I am doing,” I whispered, leaning closer