READ THE FULL STORY ON RADISH FICTION FOR FREE. MATURE CONTENT Book 1 of the Daddy Series (5 book series, all 5 books are on Radish) (age gap of 10 years, 22 y/o with 32 y/o) Keon King is a thirty-two year old businessman, with bad luck in relationships. He meets twenty-two year old landscape designer, Enna Falcone, and she's the breath of fresh air he needs in his life. He knows he shouldn't pursue her, but he can't resist. She should be with someone her own age, or having fun being single, not settling for a guy ten years older than her. Enna is sick and tired of dating immature guys. She wants a real man. Someone who won't mess her around and knows exactly what he wants. Someone with a stable, proper job, who offers her the support and affection she needs. She finds all of that in Daddy Keon. Too bad her father will never approve. (FYI, this is not a DDLG relationship)

MATURE CONTENT A collection of short stories. The stories are a variety of length and a mixture of human and supernatural. This book can be read on Inkitt subscription! I am really sorry to have taken this down, but Wattpad deleted one of my books without warning and then fired me from the Creators program 24 hours later. As a result, I have removed all works. I have my profiles on here to promote my works and ask you to kindly go to Inkitt and Radish to read them.

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

"You said you fucking Love me, Yeah?" He clutched my hair in his deadly tight gripped. "Then show me how fucking your damn glossy mother-fucking pink pussy lips craved for my attention when I wasn't at home" Ethan bellowed in my ears, his hot minty breath licked my earlobe before a pang of pleasure hit throughout my whole body. "I'm not a man whom you consider me to become, I'm an asshole. Heartless killer" He hissed "I won't kiss on your fucking forehead when I came back from work like any other fucking-happily-in-love-man" He dropped his hands down 'there' under my fully soaked panties and poked my cunt aggressively "I want you, sitting in a hallway, whilst waiting for my arrival, with spread legs and showing off your creamy pussy for me on full display" He caressed his wet fingers coated in my own thick cum on my lips. "And" He smiled sinisterly when his tough rough and giant hands cupped my round boobs tenderly, pinching yet circling my now wide awaken perky rose-pink nipples through his thumb "I want your boobs sagging and bowing down in respect when I return from work" He whispered Huskily... "GOT IT, my fucking slut?" He tucked loose strand behind my ear softly and left the room before throwing his earth-shattering wink on my way... --------------- Warning: This book is not what you have already read on wattpad, it will contain a lot of harsh languages, mature contents, abusive sex plots... Highly recommend for 18+ "ALL RIGHTS RESERVED"

My first attempt at erotic writing. Not for eyes younger than18. Comment and vote. Tell me if I need to improve.

I couldn't move... It was as if my body was frozen, like I was glued to the floor. My breathing soon grew faster, my lungs grew tighter and tighter, I was fighting for air, my vision grew dark, and the noises around me that were once loud grew quiet. My vision was in and out; I saw a ceiling fan repeatedly. "Sunshine?" I heard someone say... That nickname I knew from somewhere. I was slowly starting to open my eyes. I finally saw where I was... Xavier's house. "Sunshine, you awake?" Xavier asked. "What happened?" I ask. "You had a panic attack, and then you passed out," Xavier said, sitting on the side of what looked like a bed, stroking my head and looking at me with those lustful harsh cold eyes filled with hunger. Xavier began to lean in his lips and touched mine like a little peck to see if I'd kiss him back, so I gave him a peck back, letting him know I had no problem with him kissing me. Our sweet slow, soft kisses grew faster, more harsh, passionate almost, but mostly with hunger.