"I only fuck girls who want to be fucked, flipped over and banged, Sunshine and..." "And that's what I want, daddy. Exactly what I want from you." * He was my father's adopted brother. He had been there for me since the moment I had lost my entire family in a terrible fire but five years ago, he had suddenly left the country, never coming back. And then, I was drugged one night and I got home to see he was back. It had been five years but he just looked hotter and sexier. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac I was drugged with, I had gotten his help to get off and it should have ended there that night. Nothing more should have happened but with the wetness that pulls in my pussy whenever he comes close, with the way my nipples harden at his slightest touch, I knew more was going to happen. Russo wants me... To fuck me, bang me, and own my body. And bloody hell! As much as I want to deny it, I want him too. For him to fuck me, bang me, own my body and make me his slut.... But this... It's a taboo, right?
"You still don't have a boyfriend. When are you ever going to have one?" Tim, one of my friends shot the question.
"Don't get me started about a boyfriend. Don't just get me started on it, Tim" I replied immediately, shooting him a glare which I knew would not stop him from continuing the topic anyways.
"C'mon, you are like 24 with absolutely zero dating experience. What the hell is that?" Tim asked with a small laugh.
"I will never understand Rosalinda" Melinda shook her head, dropping her glass of wine and then running a hand through her blonde hair.
"Y'all let her breathe" Rick cut in.
"Don't you... Don't you get sexual urges?" Tim went on anyways.
"Just shut up now" I shot him a more serious glare and that seemed to shut him up as he pressed his lips into a thin line.
The answer though was... Yes I did. I did get sexual urges and yes I didn't exactly want to be 24 with zero dating experience but I just could not help it.
It had to be this way. I had quite a number of guys after me and even a girl or two had their eyes on me but I chose to be single.
There was one thing about me. I had this really brave font and to most people, I was bold and courageous but inside of me, I knew I wasn't actually all that.
I was timid and easily felt embarrassed. I was so fucking shy when it got to things like dating and loving. Not to talk of sex. I hated the idea of being vulnerable. Of being naked and open to someone else, completely.
That vulnerable state was something I was scared of and that was why I had shied away from dating, loving and sex but I had read enough on these topics.
More than enough.... Smut books.
"C'mon, have your drink. Are you perhaps lost in thoughts?"
"Of course not" I faked a smile, picking of my glass of wine.
"Cheers!" Melinda screamed at the top of her voice and the others roared with excitement as we all clinked glasses.
I took my glass to my lips and gulped it all down before setting the glass back on the table.
"Aren't we going to dance?" Liam asked and everyone immediately got up to their feet.
"Not me. I am fine" I brushed it away.
"There goes the Miss. Serious. C'mon, have some fun! We are celebrating you here"
I almost rolled my eyes at the statement. Yeah, they were celebrating me. But what for? For bagging a job in the biggest company in the country few days after graduation??
The company belonged to my father's adopted brother anyways, so me getting a job there was actually quite easy and nothing worth celebrating but then... My friends won't let that pass.
"I really don't want to dance"
"You can be such a bore at times. C'mon, please" Tim pressed.
"Let her be now. Don't force her to dance when she isn't in the mood to do so." Rick supported me.
"There we go. The Mr. Serious supporting Ms. Serious"
"I don't feel like dancing too. Y'all go ahead" Rick added.
"Alright" they all grumbled and then moved to the dance floor while Rick plopped down beside me.
"They can be quite bothersome" he chuckled.
"I agree" I laughed softly too.
I had met every other person here at the uni but Rick had been my highschool friend. We have been friends for years now and he was really close to me.
"Did your Uncle pull strings to get you into the job? The entire thing was really fast"
"I guess he did but I don't really know. It seems he has forgotten that he left me here. Five years since he left and he barely calls. It's been... About six months since we last talked but I don't really know" I shrugged my shoulders.
"I am applying to the company too. Hopefully I get a spot"
I squinted my eyes at him.
"Really? You have to be everywhere I am?" I asked him playfully.
"I have to protect you. I am your big brother" he replied playfully.
The dummy was only a month older than I was.
"In your dreams" I laughed.
"But I do hope you get in. You being in my environment just makes it easier and more comfortable for me"
Rick gave me a smile in response and then I looked away from him, feeling something weird in my body.
It wasn't really weird but it was weird in this situation. I was feeling hot.
I let out a breath from my mouth, wondering why this was happening all of a sudden.
"Are you okay? Your face is getting all flushed up real quick" Rick pointed out.
"I am fine" I replied swiftly but I was far from fine or any word that communicated me being okay.
The feeling which started only a minute ago had grown so quickly.
"You're sure about that?" Rick questioned, concern showing on his face.
"Can you get a bottle of water please?" I asked and he hurried up to his feet, hastily leaving.
Rick might just be a month older but I agreed that he played the big brother role pretty well whenever there was a need for it.
By the time he returned, I was pressing my thighs together. I was fucking horny and I couldn't think of any logical explanation for it.
I grabbed the glass of water and downed it all quickly.
"Rosaline? Hey? You're sure you're good?" Rick crouched in front of me and I closed my eyes right.
I could not explain what was going on with me but I knew finding a solution at the moment was more important than finding out the problem behind this.
I grabbed my bag and shot up on my feet.
"I am going home"
"Rosa? What's going..."
"Will definitely see you tomorrow."
"I will drop you off then..."
"No, don't bother" I cut him off, already hurrying away.
I had felt horny a couple of times. More than a couple times in fact but never this much. It felt like a burning that had to be satiated as soon as possible. It was like a mad craving that was tearing through me.
I got into my car and revved it into motion. Good thing was my home wasn't too far from this goddamn club.
But every single minute on the way torture. The thought of pulling over and touching myself right here on the road came to my head but I refused to do so.
It was.... It was something so vulgar and so open. I could not do it so instead I just drove faster.
Getting home, in front of the huge mansion in which I lived alone with tons of maids and guards, I parked the car and swiftly alighted, almost forgetting to grab my bag along with me.
I hurried as much as I could, into the mansion and hurried even faster to my room. Getting into my room, I slammed the door shut.
I was like a bitch in heat at this point and there was nothing I wanted more than relief. Relief from an orgasm. Probably not one orgasm.
I jerked off my clothes as quickly as my hands could complete the task and I quickly got on my bed and spread my legs apart hastily.
I brushed my fingers on my pussy, feeling the wetness of it. I trembled. I couldn't believe I was this wet and horny. This could not be a natural happening. I had been drugged, definitely but my senses was not to think right now.
"Oh my" I pushed a small finger into my pussy and quivered while my other hand fondled a tit.
"Oh shit" I moaned softly, my back gently arching as I felt my climax quickly approaching, probably because I was so horny already and pent up from the drive back home.
"Fuck!" I bit down on my lips, fondling harder at my tit.
I was close to cumming. Soft moans and pleasure cries left my lips and then....
And then the door was suddenly thrown open.
My eyes which had been half closed in my pleasure flung open and my gaze fell on the man at the door.
Fuck! It was my... My dad's adopted brother!
"I... I..." I tried to say something, anything but his hard gaze on me just pushed me right off the edge where I had been.
"Aaargh!" I bit hard on my hand as I came hard in front of him.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I came shamelessly, naked and open in front of this strikingly hot man.
Russo El Massimo.
Caily Galileo believes everyone can change, everyone can become an angel. Everyone except Pietro Giacometti. He is a damned monster who will never change. And not his devilishly charming smiles that are only ever directed to her can change her opinion of him. Pietro Giacometti knows what he wants and what belongs to him and Caily Galileo belongs to him. He has been away from her for years but it is now time Caily knows sbd accepts that she can only ever belong to one man, Pietro Giacometti... MINE PEACHES NOTE: If you have read any of my books in the past, then you'd know my male leads kill and things can get a little bit dark but this particular book might be darker than all my previous books. Pietro Giacometti is an obsessed man who will do anything and everything to be with Caily even if it's the most unhinged thing ever. He is dark and wild. Thank you for choosing to read 'MINE, PEACHES'. Trigger warnings: Stalking, obsession, explicit violence, BDSM.
"Call me daddy and I'd let you cum on my fingers like the dirty slut you are." His fingers fucked my pussy, making me shudder. "D-daddy" I moaned the word out, feeling my body on fire. "C*m for daddy, good girl" * For the last few years of my life, I have believed that I have lost the ability to want or crave anything and anyone but when I meet Wildern Marchetti, I can't help it. I want him to pin me down and fuck me like a ragdoll. It doesn't matter that he is almost twice older than I am, it doesn't matter that he is a dangerous man that even my family fears. For the first time in years, I truly crave something... Someone... To be fucked good by my daddy. C*M FOR DADDY IS HIGHLY EROTIC.
"You want daddy to fuck you, hard and rough then reward you with his cum, is that it, little slut?!" "Yes, Daddy" * MONALISA I thought I had a problem being aroused. My ex boyfriend broke up with me for being insensitive to his touches and I thought I really had a problem with myself until I met him, Lucius Devine, my late father's best friend. He could make me wet just by staring at me and his slightest touches could make the 'insensitive' me shudder and cum. Yet, he wanted boundaries, he wanted to be a father figure to me but I didn't want him as a father. I wanted him. I wanted him to be my daddy. I wanted to be his little submissive slut and I was going to break his boundaries until I become Daddy's Little Sub.
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