Publication date: October 17th, 2023
Synopsis:
Another year, another round of smoking hot daddies and sassy brats giving them a run for their money.
Packed with stories from your favorite names and rising stars in the Daddy genre, this anthology has something for all the Daddy lovers out there! Whether it's a strict Dom who loves to be called Daddy as he lavishes his partner with pleasure, or a Daddy looking for a Little one to rely on him for all their most private, personal needs, there's a story for everyone in these pages!
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Figuring out Forever by Chloe Maine
I advance on her.
Her eyes get big and wide, her pupils dilating. Her lips flush and part. She's never been prettier than in this moment, I think, in a distant kind of way that I'm only partially aware of over the pounding of my pulse.
Nerves look good on her.
Panic looks good, too...
Adorable, adorable panic.
I pounce and pin her down. "We need to be good guests on this trip." The stern bark comes naturally. Too fucking naturally. "We can't be having such a good time that we forget our manners."
"But Kaydie--"
"Right now, Kaydie is getting her ass turned neon red. And probably loving every second. Did you want her to make that choice for you, too?"
Eden's eyes have never been this wide. "Uhh..."
"Who gets spanked, Eden?"
"Bad girls?"
"Little girls," I say with silky menace. "Kaydie is a very Little girl sometimes, who craves correction from her Daddy. Are you that Little?"
"No..." Eden's protest is a thin whisper.
"What kind of punishment would be more appropriate for you, then?" I release her wrists just long enough to bare her tits, then I pin her again and rock down her body, sucking at her nipples with enough aggression that this could be it. A hard, fast tease of my mouth, working her into a lather that I will do nothing about.
Let her sit in a squirmy haze of arousal and think about what she's done--which is, most importantly, fib to me about being Little.
But I'm going to work my way up to calling her on that.
Give her time to get comfortable with all the possibilities.
Beneath me, Eden squirms. "You should punish me with your cock. Be rough and just use me."
The first rule of doling out Daddy punishment is probably, don't give the eager brat what she suggests. But we'll be saving that one for another time. Like tonight, maybe. Fuck. "Why do you suggest that?"
"It feels like a good Big-girl punishment."
I nip her rib cage just below her breast. "Mmm. Sounds more like a Big-girl reward, and you weren't acting like a Big girl in the playroom with your friends."
She goes still.
I wait.
When she doesn't say anything, I ask, "Correspondence?"
"No," she whispers.
"Hey..." I surge back up, covering her body with mine. She kisses me, and I let her.
Nothing is more important than this.
And then she's stripping my clothes off, and I'm helping.
Because getting inside her is as natural as breathing now. As essential, too.
She trembles beneath me when I stroke between her legs and find her swollen and slick. Her tight little cunt takes my cock with ease, and her cheeks are pink by the time I bottom out. She tips her head back, crying out.
Fuck.
Yes.
I cover her soft mouth, muffling her beautiful sounds. She writhes beneath me and my fingers slip over her lips, into her mouth.
"Suck," I demand.
And she does.
I groan at how good the pull of her tongue is. Wet, eager, perfect.
I brace my other arm on the bed and start to move.
As I drag my length out of her, inch by inch, she sucks harder on my thumb. Her gaze turns liquid, needy, until I snap my hips and thrust deep again.
Her lips part in a silent gasp.
"Suck," I growl, and her lips close again around my glistening thumb.
I reward her with another drag and thrust.
Glancing down between our bodies, I purr with satisfaction at the glistening skin where my hips are pressed into her. "You take me so well, Eden. Hungry little cunt."
She whimpers and nods, her mouth pulling hard on my hand. Hungry little mouth, too.
All I want to do is fill her up with come, over and over again.
Maybe later tonight we'll talk about whether she really needs sterner boundaries or corrective instruction.
Maybe tonight I'll be more of a Daddy. Right now, she's got Nolan, the man, wrapped around her little finger--or, more accurately, she's wrapped herself around my finger, and my cock, and she's going to drain me of my entire soul.
But not before she comes first. A few times. Maybe more than a few times.
"Your punishment," I decide, "is an orgasm every hour between now and bedtime."
"What?"
"You heard me." I pull my thumb from the lovely cradle of her mouth and shove it between our bodies, finding the beads on either side of her throbbing clit. "You're going to come now. And in one hour, you're going to excuse yourself from whatever you're doing and say you need to find Daddy for a punishment."
A low, whining groan starts deep inside her. She pants, trying to regain control, but that's not what we're doing this week.
She has her safeword.
She can use it any time she wants.
"Come for me, Eden," I whisper as I thunder toward my own climax. "Come on Daddy's cock, and then start the countdown until you get to do it again instead of playing with your friends."
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