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Touch Me, Daddy FORTY SEVEN
RyderAfter Lexie had left, I stood there transfixed on the elevator for the duration of the meaningless time that passed. Perhaps it was only a minute, or perhaps it lasted the whole night. When I finally tore my eyes away from what I was looking at, it was still night. That was all I knew. The air had become cooler, and the fiery red clouds that had been hovering just above were now beginning to move across the sky. In Los Angeles, the aroma of rain was neither musty nor clean. It had a flavor reminiscent of metal. A bitter aftertaste to linger. As soon as I stepped outside, I inhaled deeply of its fresh air. The first drops of rain were already beginning to fall gently. The blazing flames within the candles trembled angrily as they evaded the petty spats that were occurring between them.I stood there in front of the table for an additional uncountable amount of time, taking everything in. She'd gotten herself into a bit of a pickle. The carbonara and fettuccine were both dishes th
Touch Me, Daddy FORTY EIGHT
LexieAfter I left Ryder’s place, I wandered around LA for hours, unable to face going to Samantha’s condo. There were too many memories there. I’d find somewhere else to go. Anywhere. But when the rain kicked up, I admitted defeat and made my way back. I had to walk past Ryder’s apartment building to get there, and I forced myself to look straight ahead. I wouldn’t look up longingly at the penthouse, and I definitely wouldn’t turn my head to stare into the lobby in hopes that he was emerging from it. I couldn’t stop my ears from listening for him though. Desperately hoping to hear my name break through the quiet night. And then to hear an explanation. An apology. And I couldn’t stop my mind from creating the picture of our reunion — romantic as a movie in the pouring rain.But it never came. Instead, I just got soaking wet by walking so slowly, and I ended up in Samantha’s condo alone.I couldn’t leave this late at night, but I could do the next best thing. For the second time, I yan
Touch Me, Daddy FORTY NINE
RyderWhen I was in the air, approximately halfway to the East Coast and the inevitable, Lyndon gave me a call. He inquired as to whether or not I desired for him to take any action in regard to Kim.What are you going to do about her? I echoed. "I thought you said you didn't have anything," the person asked.He said it in a matter-of-fact manner, "I told you I hadn't found anything."I understood what he meant. He always carried something in the pocket behind his back. A frame, a fix up, a trap. Should he put Kim in one? Did I want him to?I gave it some thought as I fixed my gaze on the back of the seat in front of me. If Lyndon were able to conjure up an incriminating counter to what Kim had on me, it would make my life a hell of a lot easier. Despite the fact that Samantha loved her very much, she had long since lost Samantha's ability to give her the benefit of the doubt. She would be aware that accusing me of setting her up would only serve to drive a wedge between her and Saman
Touch Me, Daddy FIFTY
LexieI was hoping to wake up to the aroma of apple turnovers or pumpkin bread when I got up, but I didn't smell either of those things. Instead, it was the sweet and nutty aroma of freshly brewed coffee that hit me first. I shifted in my position in the bed and took a deep breath, savoring the aroma while simultaneously pondering its source. My mother always had a pot of coffee on hand for her best friend and next-door neighbor Lorraine, but my sister and I would much rather drink soda or tea. It seemed like an odd time to start brewing it for us at this point in time.As I padded out of the room, I put on an old, tattered robe that I had worn in high school and was half expecting to see Lorraine seated at the table. Instead, I was confronted by Ryder.Even though he had his back turned to me, I recognized him right away.As my jaw dropped open, my eyes travelled from his broad shoulders to the expression on my mother's face. She gave me a gentle smile. "How are you doing today?"I w
Touch Me, Daddy EPILOGUE
Ryder - SIX WEEKS LATERLexie and I flew to Croatia on December 26. I told her we could go anywhere for a week, so I was surprised when she said she wanted to go there."Not the Aspen house?" I asked.She put her hand on her stomach and gave a shrug."Maybe the year after. Even if I could ski right now, I wouldn't be able to.""Then how about someplace warm?" I put my hands over hers and wrapped my arms around her from behind. Even though her stomach looked as flat as ever, I thought I could feel the start of a bump."There's a pool that's warm. That's all I can take." She leaned back so far that her head rested on my chest. Her golden hair smelled like the rosewater shampoo I was using every day since it nowww became a fixture in my bathroom.Our bathroom."What's so special about Croatia?" I asked to find out what was going on. At this time of year, it was cold and rainy. I thought it was interesting to see the snow-covered castles and Plitvie Lakes National Park, but I was surprise
Touch Me, Daddy ONE
Derek It was stressful managing my own business, especially because it dealt with cybersecurity. In addition to managing the typical challenges and difficulties of running a billion dollar business, I was also continuously alert, waiting for the next cyber assault. I was so exhausted by the time I came home at night that I couldn't even imagine interacting with anyone else. That is why I chose the Avalon as my residence.It was opulent, provided everything I knew I required, including maid service and valet parking, and the ambiance was typically quiet and tranquil. Not to mention that Spencer Maxwell, my best buddy, lived just a few floors up. In essence, I was stress - free and living the high life when I left the office.I inhaled deeply before diving beneath the water and quickly across the pool. My favorite facility in the entire hotel was definitely the infinity pool on the fifty - first floor. As long as I could remember, I had been a swimmer. As a result of my high school swi
Touch Me, Daddy TWO
Skye "Fuck me," I stated authoritatively, without caring whether this man was my father's best friend or twice my age.The water glistened on his taut, strong chest, and his hazel eyes darkened. He took a step nearer, continuously stroking his cock as he saw my fingers rubbing my pussy . I was nervous, but I couldn't show it to him for even a second. As he arrived, I sat up and watched him kneel on a lower step and grip my thighs. He yanked me away from the step and closer to his body .His assertiveness thrilled me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He slipped his hand forward and rubbed through my wetness, circling up to my clit and pressing hard against it. I moaned loudly, throwing my head back as he pushed his other fingers into me and finger-fucked me on the edge of the pool. He felt so good, and I couldn’t wait to feel more .I could feel the heat of my climax building in my gut with each stroke. Just witnessing him pump his firm cock while playing with my folds was eno
Touch Me, Daddy THREE
Derek While fixing my hair in front of the mirror, I pondered my time spent in the pool with Skye. I had accepted it with open arms even though it had not been at all what I had anticipated from my Saturday afternoon swim. Her firm contours, flawlessly bouncing tits, and the wicked way her mouth had curled up as she slid her hands down my body made her body look absolutely flawless. I felt so terrible about everything, but I also couldn't deny my attraction to Skye. She was like fire, and I was pulled to her like a moth. Having a taste of her magnificent physique did not lessen my desire for her; on the contrary, it simply fueled my need. Usually, after having sex with a lady, my desire and lust would also vanish. However, it seemed that our meeting in the infinity pool had just made things worse.I shook my head and started tidying up the flat while picking up my toothbrush to brush my teeth. Daily housekeeping was provided, but I always felt awful for making too much of a mess. Wh
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