Daddy's Naught Girl

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica.

This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you.

Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin.

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Tristan's gaze flies to mine. My pulse dances dizzyingly, waiting with bated breath for his response. He calls me little girl and I call him Big Daddy. But we've never played a game like this. Does he want to? It came so naturally to me, I didn't have to think about it. What if he thinks I'm weird? Twisted? "Well..." he swallows hard. "You're getting a little old to sit in Big Daddy's lap."

I almost gasp at the inundation of lust that blares through me. What is this? Why does it feel like we've been heading here all along? "Why?" I pout. "I like sitting in your lap."

Tristan tugs on his collar, breathing hard. "Do you feel that...hard bulge underneath you, baby?"

Frowning thoughtfully, I wiggle around, making him hiss a curse. "Uh-huh. What is it?"

"That's my cock." His index finger traces a circle on my knee. "It's getting harder and harder the longer you sit in my lap."

I giggle again. "Why?"

"It knows you can make it feel good." Very slowly, he drags my skirt up to mid-thigh, roughly kneading the sensitive inner portion. "All kinds of different ways."