Fuck me hard, Daddy

Fuck me hard, Daddy

By:  Zaneta Wellington  Updated just now
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This book unapologetically contains very dark, raw, and mature contents. Do not open. Otherwise, you'd be stuck in a romantic, captivating world. ** ** ** “Will you be a good girl for Daddy?” His husky voice dripped with lust. “Yes, please fuck me hard, Daddy." I answered, breathlessly. His hands were all over my body as he pressed into me roughly and I could feel my pussy swelling in response to his hardness. "Good," he whispered against my ear, teeth nipping at my skin. "Because you'll be a damn good whore."He bit down again, pulling away from me long enough to grab one of my wrists and pin it above my head, then began fucking me hard, his hips rolling violently and slamming into mine in time with his movements. •• •• •• Camille Caldwell, tasked by her wealthy father to learn the ropes of business under the watchful eyes of a dear and trusted mentor, Gavriel found herself juggling between being a dutiful secretary and a seductive temptress at night. At first, all she wanted from him was for him to give a good report to her father of her behavior, but as she got closer to him, she couldn’t resist the magnetic attraction that drew her to him. When Billionaire Gavriel Donovan agreed to take the only daughter of his friend under his wing as his secretary, he merely counted it as doing a favor for an old friend, but Camille will have him doing the unthinkable, and he’ll have her pinned beneath him, screaming for more pleasure. Can their forbidden desires survive in a world where their romance is regarded as abominable? Was Gavriel willing to put his friendship and reputation on the line for a girl he was old enough to father?

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26 Chapters
Aroused by the stranger
Camille's POV"Jessica! Jessica!” The crowd of masked men chanted as I danced and stripped on stage. Loud music filled the entire club, and I grinned, trying not to get lost in the song. It looked like today's payment would be worthwhile. We had a large crowd, after all. Adjusting my mask to keep it from slipping, I swayed my hips towards the pole on stage, dressed in black lace g-string and bra, and began grinding against it.“Show us those titties!” “Take it off!” The men yelled, and I tossed them a grin. Just when I reached for the strap that held my bra up, my eyes connected with a pair of eyes. He sat away from the men surrounding my stage. He had a black mask on and a white shirt that bunched against his muscles tautly. I could see every outline of those forearms as he raised a glass of whiskey towards his lips and my breathing stuttered. Plump lips. For a second, I wondered how they would feel if I kissed him. How could lips look so inviting? I could imagine them on m
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Special request
Camille's POV“Thanks for driving me home, Megan,” I muttered, staring at the huge Caldwell mansion before me. “It's nothing,” Megan replied, giving me a soft smile. Her green eyes glistened with unshed tears, and I sighed. “Megan, for the last time, I'm okay,”“You got grabbed at!” she cried, throwing her arms around me. She had picked me up from the club. I had given her the short version of what had happened. A man grabbed me, and someone saved me. The longer version would have included me bent over, begging my ‘saviour’ to fuck the daylights out of me. I couldn't tell her that! “I am fine,” I told her, patting her back. “I have to go. The lights are off, thankfully.” Megan pulled away then, swiping her auburn hair out of her face. “Shouldn't you tell your father you need money? You're Camille Caldwell!”“I am also a grounded 22 year old,” I said, pursing my lips. “I'll figure this out Megs, drive home safe, okay?” One last hug and I stepped out of the car and slipped thr
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The stranger who invaded her dreams
Camille's POV“Your client is right behind this door,” Toria, the club manager, said, gesturing at the doors to one of the private suites the club owned. “Don't screw this up, Jessica. He paid mad money to see you.” Well, wasn't that just great? I needed money if I wanted to keep Jordan off my neck. Adjusting my new mask, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door before turning it open. The suite had a living room area and a bedroom farther inside. I walked in, locked the door behind me, and dropped the trench coat and bag on the sofa. “Hello?!” Where was the client? And damn he was one rich client. Only the extremely rich ones could afford renting a whole suite just so they could watch a stripper. What if he wants more than ‘watching’? A voice in my head asked, and before I could think up an answer, a familiar voice spoke. “Hello, my pet,” Holy hell! I whipped around to see him leaning against the wall. He had a mask on but was shirtless. Whatever abs I had seen in m
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Irresistible attraction
Camille's POV"What do you mean I can not see him?"The receptionist glared at me, eyeing my dress as if it were garbage. The jealousy on her face was too obvious. I knew I had gone over the top when I picked the beige colored slutty dress I wore. It barely covered my ass and was literally glued to my skin. Her eyes moved from my boobs to my face and she hissed. "Mr Donovan is unavailable," "Unavailable? How on earth is he unavailable? I'm supposed to meet him by eight!" At least that was what my father had told me. Perhaps she had it all wrong. She probably thought I was some crazy call girl who wanted to see her boss. "I'm his secretary," I told her leaning on the counter. "Camille Caldwell," "I know who you are," she said unfazed. "You're late Miss Caldwell and your outfit is... Not suitable."I scoffed, "That doesn't give you any right to treat me like this. How about we leave the judging to Gavriel?" "It's Mr Donovan to you!" She hissed and I stepped back, sure that sh
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Burning arousal
Camille's POVMy heels hit the ground way too quickly than they should. The client, my client, had called for me that evening. My first day at work had been hectic. The way Gavriel ordered me around and burdened me with assignments, no one would ever suspect he was the same man who had spanked me in his car. He was such a brute!And my what a delicious looking brute he was. Those arms, those thighs, those broad shoulders. I shook myself. I had to focus. I pushed the door to the private suite open. He sat there on the sofa in the dimly lit room, watching me through his mask. “Hi,” I said breathlessly, aware of his eyes trailing my body as I took off my jacket. “You're late,” It wasn't easy rushing all the way here from Megan's place. I had to shower and get all prepared for him. When I opened my mouth to say that, he rose abruptly and walked to the bedroom. “Come,” It was a command. Simple, dark, and clear. And yet it did the most naughty things to my body. My nipples tig
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Forbidden pleasures
 Camille's POV The intercom on my desk buzzed.  "Camille," the sexy voice of my boss filled the air. "My office, now."  Uh oh. That didn't sound good. I had been working for Gavriel for two days. Two hellish days. I wasn't sure I was doing a good job. He had yelled his head off at me in the past two days. It wasn't my fault I wasn't trained for this job. And he was a freaking perfectionist.   I sighed, straightened my skirt, and strutted into his office. He sat by his desk, his gaze fierce and angry as he glared at me.   In his hand was a tablet. I pouted as I approached him. I was immensely jealous of that tablet. It got to be in his hands, under those fingers.  Those sturdy fingers that had smacked my ass two days ago. Gavriel hadn't touched me since then. My client as well had left me as needy as hell. It did
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Fingering herself
 Camille's POV I didn't have an answer to that. It was both embarrassing and stimulating that I wanted my boss. A man way older than me. But I couldn't help it.   I just couldn't. I pushed against his hands, wanting him to take me, but then he pulled away from me.   "Leave, Camille," My body ached in protest. Why did he always do this? He had left me wanting more just like he did days ago! My ass stung as I dropped down my skirt, and I whimpered at the feeling.   I needed to cum. My client had starved me of an orgasm as well and it sucked that he hadn't asked for me in the past few days. Properly dressed against my wishes, my eyes fell on Gavriel. He stood by the glass wall of his office, staring down at the city lay spread out before him.   "Gavriel-" "Leave, Camille," He snapped, with
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Fucking his pet
 Gavriel's POV I raised the glass of wine to my lips watching my pet dance a few meters away from the sofa where I sat.   She was beautiful. No, she was beyond beautiful. Her blue eyes were hooded as she stared at me through her mask, full bow shaped lips parted in that seductive manner. It made me want to tease the corners with my tongue, then slip past them and taste her mouth.   Like I had two days ago.  Her taste was damned addicting. She had me addicted. I had tried to stay away for two days, and I could swear she was all I could taste.   All I could see.   Jessica.   I wasn't foolish. I knew there was no way that was her real name. But everything else about her was definitely real. Those sexy sounds she made when my hands ran over her body were real.  &nbs
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Blowjob
 Camille's POV I tried to regulate my breathing as I squirted some oil into my palm. Hazel sat with his back on the table, those eyes peering up at me through his mask. His very muscular arms flexed as he watched my every move. I could feel his burning gaze as I watched his muscles contract and relax.   My knees wobbled. That had been intense.  And yet I wanted more. I was being a whore. My eyes fell on his very turgid cock and more moisture dribbled down my thighs. I wanted to ride him blind.   "Climb on, pet," he instructed. "I wish I could wait patiently, but every second you stare at me with that hungry look in your eyes, I fear I'll go mad if I do not touch you."  I flushed at his words, feeling embarrassed by his choice of words.   "Yes sir," I obliged.   Holding his arm for sup
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Ex-boyfriend trouble
 Camille's POV He slid past my lips, thick, long, and hard. I moaned as his shaft moved deeper, burying itself in my throat.   "Oh hell," he cursed, throwing his head back. His hands gripped my hair tighter as he tried to fill me up with all of him.   It didn't work.  I let out a moan of protest, my eyes widening. I couldn't take all of him. No way. He had a huge dick. His grip tightened as he stared down at me through hooded eyes.   "Oh fuck me," he hissed. "You look so fucking good, like that, pet. Your eyes watering as you try to swallow my cock has to be the best thing I have seen today."  I moaned, tapping his arm urgently. I couldn't breathe. He groaned as he pulled away from me. His cock slipped out of my mouth with a pop, dangling in the air, coated with my saliva.  &n
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