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Her First Time With Daddy

Chapter 5 Five

Word Count: 1122    |    Released on: 01/10/2026

ride, watching streetlights blur past, trying not to feel the heat of his body so close on the leather seat. Every time the car took a corner his thigh brushed

ing with warm light, the kind of place that looked like it belonged on the cover of a magazine. Across the front, set into the stone in bold dark letters, was his name. Large enough to read from the road. My stomach tightened. I had always

ng. He stepped out first, then held a hand toward me. I ignored it and climbed down on my own. The night air smelled of cut grass an

ut of a film. My footsteps sounded too loud. He didn't give me a tour. He simply walked me up the stairs, down a long hallway

ea with a low couch, a desk, a flat-screen television mounted opposite the bed, and soft lighting that made everything look expensive and calm. Fresh

My pulse was still too fast. Every time I breathed I caught the faint scen

him move closer but didn't turn around yet. My heart wa

the restroom, the same one I'd heard on short phone calls over the years. "

lights. I could see the shape of a pool, the edge of a garden, the high wall that surrounded every

already half-interested again, resting against the curve of my ass through our clothes. The contact sent a sharp, helpless jolt of heat straight through me. My breath caught. I stared harder

mth of his breath ghosted over my skin and made me shiver. "While you're

ne in that restroom, after the way he had been inside me only hours earlier-made something twist low and hot in my stomach. I didn't answer. I just kept looking out at the dark la

turned me gently with those same hands until I was facing him. The room felt smaller suddenly. His eyes searched mine for a long second, unreadable in the soft l

aned in an

ll over again. One of his hands came up to cup the side of my face, thumb stroking once along my cheekbone. The kiss deepened by degrees, his tongue brushing mine, and I felt my body answer despite every comp

d the word *Daddy* still echoed in the quiet room. Outside the window the estate lights glowed steady a

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“"Do you want to suck it?" His voice was calm, but his hands were ruthless. One look into his dark, commanding eyes, and I knew I was never walking away the same. ⚠️ WARNING: This book contains explicit sexual content, dark themes, and high heat. 18+ readers only. ⚠️ I spent an entire year keeping my virginity locked away like something fragile, saving it for a boyfriend who promised he could wait. But the moment I opened his bedroom door to give him my first time, my world shattered. There he was-my boyfriend Vance, on all fours, moaning under another man. Raw from betrayal and burning with a sudden, reckless emptiness, I walked out and stepped straight into an elevator with a powerful stranger. A man with silver at his temples, broad shoulders, and a quiet authority that took up every inch of space. Within minutes, he had me on my knees in a locked restroom, teaching my mouth and body things I had never dreamed of. I thought it was just a dirty, nameless encounter to numb the pain. I was wrong. When I arrived at dinner to meet the mysterious benefactor who had paid for my school fees and kept my fridge full since my parents died, my stomach dropped. Standing right there was the man from the elevator. The man who had just had his mouth between my legs. Corren-my aunt Sybil's husband, my guardian... and Vance's father. Now, I'm living under his roof, surrounded by his wealth, and bound by his rules. The first rule? I have to call him Daddy. What started as a desperate night of revenge has spiraled into an addictive, forbidden obsession. I'm taking his commands, bending to his will, and craving the very man I should never touch. Corren is dangerous, powerful, and hiding dark secrets-but the closer I get to his fire, the less I care if it burns me to the ground.”