Daddy's Naughty Girl [Forbidden Fruit Sensual Collection]

e out of the kitchen before

uare on the back of his thick neck now. Maintaining intense eye contact with the only man I could ever want, I bite my bottom lip and jut out my chin arrogantly, then pull the white, lacy thong down my legs, stepping out of them. I dangle it from my index finger and part my legs,

. He can't. Not completely though. Half-turned. Half-heartedly, his eyes still lingering at the juncture of my thighs, his

mighty chest heaves, faster and faster. "No one has to know, Big Daddy. I can be your cute little secret. Your guilty pleasure," I whi

happening. It can't happen," he grinds out, but the sound comes forth to me as a sexy whine. I gasp when he ya

de now, and moonlight streams in through the closest window, illuminating him in a glossy white light, and my heartbeat picks up. My pussy clenching and

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eeded someone to co

less than a month to come up with my first semester's tuition fee, as well as money for accommodation and other necessities

Quickly too. I have no one

mselves, but they'll give them anyway. But that would raise a lot of questions and expose my father as a debtor. A liar. A wrench. That would

ld billionaire and become his sugar baby. Or one of his sugar babies. It really didn't matter if he was willin

haven't brought myself to create a profile, but with time running out and the deadline approaching steadily, I have no optio

ibility - even if it's the tiniest kin

would get the man of my dreams, who'll also be foot

t gunning for something long-term, because I know that'll be like asking for the moon, so I'm settling for a lot less. If we could just spend some time together, this time as adults and not as an adult and

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