Back Charming Your Dad Save as PDF
Chapters (42)
  1. Charming Your Dad
  2. Spotify Playlist
  3. Dedication
  4. Content Warning
  5. 1. Blair
  6. 2. Dax
  7. 3. Blair
  8. 4. Dax
  9. 5. Blair
  10. 6. Dax
  11. 7. Blair
  12. 8. Dax
  13. 9. Blair
  14. 10. Blair
  15. 11. Dax
  16. 12. Blair
  17. 13. Dax
  18. 14. Blair
  19. 15. Dax
  20. 16. Blair
  21. 17. Blair
  22. 18. Blair
  23. 19. Dax
  24. 20. Blair
  25. 21. Dax
  26. 22. Blair
  27. 23. Dax
  28. 24. Blair
  29. 25. Dax
  30. 26. Dax
  31. 27. Blair
  32. 28. Blair
  33. 29. Dax
  34. 30. Dax
  35. 31. Blair
  36. 32. Dax
  37. 33. Blair
  38. 34. Blair
  39. 35. Blair
  40. 36. Dax
  41. About the Author
  42. Acknowledgements

Hands down the most intense and pleasurable sex of my life. I hardly know Blair, but that was the most euphoric feeling I’ve ever felt. I should be afraid of getting attached, but like an addict, all I can think about is how to get my next fix of this witch.

12. Blair

Chapter 12

image-placeholder

I shut the bathroom door behind me and immediately turn the faucet to the sink on. No fucking way am I going to be able to pee knowing he’s going to hear me through the door. I shouldn’t care, he just ate my pussy like he was on a sniper mission to make me lose all my brain cells.

What the Hell was that?

His cum leaks down my thigh, and I groan as I sit on the toilet. This isn’t me. I don’t call men daddy, I don’t let them see the real me. I’m all hard shells, strap-ons, and a good time.

I’m not a babe, pet, or a little witch. I’m Blair Bellamy, queen bitch, and he’s melted me down to a gooey puddle of subbed out bliss. My heart races and my elbows are on my knees as my palms press against my face.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this; it was supposed to be in and out. Fuck Ryan’s dad, make him feel like the worthless piece of shit he is and move on.

Collateral damage.

I’ve done worse things to people and felt nothing. But the way I felt with Dax, it was intimate. It was more than a revenge fuck and my head, heart, and pussy are so not on the same page.

I should be thinking about how to kick him out of my bed and how I can best avoid him in the future. But what I really want are his big long arms wrapped around me and his beard pressed against the back of my neck.

What the fuck?

He made me come harder than I ever had in my life. Our magic pushed against each other alongside our bodies. I couldn’t even hold my glamour if I tried. Not that I could think with the way he went down on me. The things he said to me, I’m getting wet just thinking about it again.

I’m usually in charge in the bedroom and I had convinced myself that it was what I liked. But actually giving up the control to him was a completely different experience. It was the most pleasurable sexual encounter of my life, it’s like I’m being awakened to a new facet of myself.