Take Me, Daddy

“You want this?” he murmured, his voice rough with need.

He stared down at me, his dark eyes burning with desire. His touch was electric, sending shivers through my body as his fingers teased me, leaving me breathless and aching for more.

I could barely think, barely speak. All I knew was that I needed him.

“Yes…” I gasped, arching against him as his touch grew bolder, more demanding.

Every stroke, every whispered word pushed me closer to the edge. I was lost in him, in the way he claimed me without hesitation.

“Who are you?” he demanded, his grip tightening.

“I am your dirty little slut.”

I gasped…

***
A month after her dad died, she moved to L.A. to live with his best friend. A man rich enough to own the city, and powerful enough to stay untouchable.

She thought it’d be awkward. Quiet. Maybe even safe. But then came the night.

One mistake. One touch. And everything changed.

Now they’re caught in something they can’t control. It’s wrong. It’s dangerous. And it feels way too good to stop.

She knows this can’t last. He knows it too.

But the more they try to stay away, the harder it gets to breathe without each other. And if anyone finds out, it won’t just break hearts. It’ll ruin lives.