Bad Daddy (Dirty Little Lies Duet #1) Read Online J.D. Hollyfield

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, College, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Dirty Little Lies Duet Series by J.D. Hollyfield
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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
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This is completely fucked up and wrong. I slam the rest of the bourbon, needing to erase the image of her hand guiding mine inside her sweet, wet cunt. “Not helping,” I lecture myself, brushing my hand over my erection. Maybe if I stroke myself a few times, it’ll release some pressure. Not thinking about her lips and what they’d feel like around my cock would work too. Oh, screw it. My hand dips into my pants, releasing myself. I groan at the first tug. “That’s it,” I moan, fisting my cock and stroking up and down. Instead of searching for a mindless release, my mind goes back to her, staring at me, eye-fucking me, her tongue licking her bottom lip. Fuck… I stroke harder.

I’m going to hell. If thinking about my daughter’s roommate isn’t bad enough, the fact that she’s eighteen should be a great reason to stop masturbating. The problem is my mind won’t stop replaying the way her hand felt on my thigh as I grazed her hot pussy. My eyelids become heavy as I close them, working myself in my hand, trying to fight off the images of her pink nipples through her tight little top. I bet her cunt is just as pink.

“Jesus,” I moan, working myself faster. That naughty little girl is taunting me. Wanting me to—

A knock on my office door has my head whipping up, and my eyes flashing open. Fuck. I release my cock from my hand, shaking my head. What the fuck am I doing?

“Knock, knock,” Violet says as she pops her head in. “Hazel went to bed. I figured I’d see if you were up for a nightcap.” She’s holding a filled crystal glass.

“I’m good, but thank you. I have work to finish.” Jesus Christ, what is she doing? She doesn’t bother asking if she can come in before entering my office. My pants are unbuttoned, and my cock is still hard in my lap.

“Oh, come on—just one drink. Keep me company. You can show me what you’re working on. Maybe I can help you.” My fucking cock is what I’m working on. God, she needs to stop coming closer.

“Violet, I think you should just go to bed.” My voice doesn’t sound convincing, and my dick throbs with each step she takes. “I’m serious. This isn’t a good idea.”

She doesn’t listen. This bad little girl doesn’t fucking listen. “Mr. Winters…or can I call you Heath?”

Fuck, the way my name rolls off her tongue through her plump lips. Oh, how beautiful my cock would look shoved down her throat. It’s impossible to take my eyes off hers as she rounds my desk. There’s no denying I’ve been caught.

“Oh, Mr. Winters, what have you been up to?” she purrs. Her lips curl into a mischievous smile, her tongue protruding to lick her bottom lip.

“This isn’t what it looks like. It’s not what you—”

“Oh, I think it’s exactly what it looks like.” She sets the glass down and leans forward, hiking up her skirt to slowly crawl onto my desk. Her ass cheeks peek out from behind, and my hand aches to spank her naughty, bare little ass. She crawls to the center of my desk, then maneuvers herself so she’s facing me. Her legs are wide open, hanging on either side of me. “Like I said, maybe I can help you.” She scoots closer, and my hands lift to wrap around her bare thighs to stop her.

“Violet. What are you doing?”

Her hands cover mine. They’re small, yet warm. She’d struggle to fit her whole hand around me, but I bet she’d make up for it with her mouth and tongue. “Mr. Winters, let’s not fool ourselves here. Something is happening between us. Tell me you don’t feel it. Tell me whatever it is I’m feeling is all in my head, and I’ll go.”

She starts to guide my hands up her thighs, but I jerk away. This is a mistake. I need to tell her to leave, but she continues to taunt me. “I know you want this. I see the way you look at me. We share a hunger, you and me. I’m willing to give you exactly what you crave—”

My cock jolts. “Violet, stop,” I demand. She laughs, and I can’t help but be mesmerized by the way her throat bobs as she swallows. My attention is brought back to her skirt, which is now barely covering her. “Violet…” I warn, but it only gives her more power.

“Let’s stop pretending you’re not just a little bit curious.” She glides her skirt up even more, exposing her pussy. “I’m curious about you.” Another pull, her pink lips glistening.

She reaches for my cock, but I snatch her wrist. “Stop this right now.”

“Stop what? This?” She spreads her legs wide, opening her pussy for me. With her free hand, she inserts a finger inside her wet slit and slides in and out. “This could be you, you know. I bet your fingers would feel amazing. I bet your whole fist would too.”



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