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YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 15
DENVERThis is beyond losing my mind. I think I totally lost it the moment I motioned my fingers into her tight, clammy pussy. Fuck, that was the end of me. Maybe there should be an announcement that Denver is dead and there’s a new person with his name.I couldn’t believe the way her pussy almost strangled my fingers and flooded right in front of me as if it were only mine. As if it recognizes me as its only owner.Fuck, I should own that pussy from now on, from the way it accepted me and responded to my fucking touch.I had never seen a girl that wet right in my hands; she’s full of life and sweetness. I couldn’t keep my dick calm as I went wild in my imagination while I fingered her. Coupled with the fact that her beige eyes captured all my attention, she’s beautiful as hell.Anastasia has the kind of beauty of a princess who has been living in the castle since she was born and living a luxurious kind of life, but her story says otherwise. Although she doesn’t look like she came fr
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 16
ANASTASIASilence.There's been fucking silence since we drove back home.Home?Did I just call Denver’s house my home? Since when did that thought begin to earnestly etch in my brain?I don’t deny that it sounds pleasant to call his house my home, even though I strongly feel it’s temporary, just like the new development that just happened between the two of us.When we were on our way back home, I thought maybe, just maybe, it’s all a dream and I was still stuck in it, but then I could stare at him while he drove and I could smell him.Those notes of spices and wood lingered through my nostrils. It was reality.He had truly fucked me with his fingers and said dirty words that got my traitor pussy so wet and oddly painful.So it couldn’t have been a dream because Denver has been right here with me. But since I got dismissed from his office, he has barely said a word to me.His eerie silence seems to have glued my lips; I couldn’t break the silence even when my boldness was at its peak
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 17
ANASTASIAPossession. Raw and deep, and so damn dangerous. It’s all I see in him.His expression is something I've never seen before, or maybe he’s never let me see it; he stares at me with so much emotion as if he’s going to undress me with his eyes.I’ve never seen anyone stare at me this way, with so many desires and so much fire in their eyes.But instead of running away from it, I face it with so much audacity, like I’m not scared to see what might destroy me or ruin my life for good. I bare my soul and body for it. I want it. His possessiveness. All of it in his damn gorgeous eyes.I want every bit of it.Every fucking last drop of it.“What are you about to do to me?” I bite my lips so hard. I love playing so dumb, even though I see what’s coming for me. I glide my thighs together because it’s so freaking wet. The wetness rubbing on my thighs alone makes me want to do crazy things.But I don’t do anything; instead, I play dumb and let his possessiveness take charge of everythin
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 18
DENVERI’ve never gotten myself involved in anything without a proper plan, and I’ve always been in control. I’ve never spiraled out of control in anything. I love being the king of the ring. I love being in charge.But right now, I’m not in charge for the first time. Imagine my fucking surprise when I find myself in a game I didn’t plan for. A game that shouldn’t have existed in the first place.I’m in the middle of it now. Right there where Anastasia is. She is the game; she says, Play with me all you want; I will be your toy.Those mere words fucking turned me into a sexual beast, as did the way she gave me permission to play with her as I wished. Touch her delicate, tight pussy, torture her, and make her sensitive to my touch. That privilege is the reason for my loss of control.It’s been a week since the day I broke my own protocol and brought sex to my work space, where I tasted her out and ate her sweet cunt.I don’t miss playing games with work; it never happens, not even when
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 19
ANASTASIAThere is one thing about having bad memories, and there’s another when a particular sound triggers the memories.Currently, that’s the issue I’ve been battling with, the beeping of my phone. Scientifically, it is about being traumatized by sounds and happens after a traumatic experience.Since I started searching for who my parents are, basically not because I desire to see them but for the sake of hating more on them. I strongly want to meet my biological parents and watch as the regret displays in their eyes for leaving me, and then I would walk away permanently and they would never see me again.I want them to live with regret like I’ve lived with pain all my life. I want them to be ashamed and astonished that I truly didn’t die and that I survived. I survived even after they abandoned me.I haven’t gotten a reasonable response from the professional genealogist I hired a week ago. And this gives me tremors—fear of the failed research of my biological parents.Whenever my
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 20
ANASTASIAA full-body shudder jolts through me, and my spine tingles as I hear his voice.Not only do I stand up unknowingly from my seat, but my whole body also hums to life, and I grab the edge of the coffee table.From my slow intake of air to the curling of my toes in my shoe and all the way to my heaving heart.My body goes through a total tremor, but my nipples and pussy do otherwise, as it tightens like an invisible hand is rubbing on my nipples and a middle finger is motioned into my pussy.It’s just a voice, Anastasia. Damn it.A voice among trillions of others, although it’s not merely any voice, it’s his voice. The man I’m not supposed to be crushing on, because he isn’t just my ex’s dad but married and older than me by twenty years.It feels so wrong, but my heart makes it feel right because he touches me too. He touches me because he wants and likes me, right?He likes me.I think he does.I mean, he wouldn’t keep me unnecessarily in his house and do very naughty things w
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 21
ANASTASIAHe is huge.I’ve felt his erection in my stomach, my ass, and my pussy everywhere, and he was probably big, but nothing could have prepared me for what I’m seeing in front of me. Maybe I didn’t get a clearer view of it from the onset, but now I can.His cock is bigger than I expected, veiny, as masculine as his arms, and so lengthy that I fear my pussy will be too small for it. It will be too tight to contain his dick, and it can possibly tear me apart. But I’m not scared because it’s him; I want all of him, every bit of him, even though it will hurt.My mouth waters as I stare long at its thickness, and my pussy clenches around his fingers.I spot a transparent liquid rolling down from the tip of his cock; it’s sticky to his hands as he pumps his length. He isn’t gentle, even though he slowly pumps it, and I’m caught in a trance by the way he touches himself. So completely in order that I wish it was my hand stroking on his veiny, thick cock or, better yet, my mouth.“Fuck,
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY Chapter 22
DENVERI never expected her to be a virgin because she has at least dated once, but fuck it, she let me have it instead of someone worthy of it.I don’t think I’m worthy of it because I'm yet to figure out what she means to me. I’m yet to classify my thoughts, and I don’t want her to feel hurt because of me. If I had known she was a virgin, just like she said, I would have pushed her away.But I saw the emotions in her eyes while she gladly let me give her her very first sex in her gorgeous, tight pussy. How she screams my name with so much desire. How the walls of her pussy tighten around me from inside, as if she wanted me there forever.Fast forward to the part where I told her she’s just a mere toy and nothing else. I watched the swift change in her eyes in a matter of seconds. It’s as if the lights in her bright gold eyes diminish and her eyes blacken.I had to walk away and leave her in my bedroom because I didn’t want to see her cry. I know that at that moment, there were so man
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