Devour the Brat: First Time Taboo with Man of the House (Billionaire Daddy Book 5)

by Lulu Cherry

  DEVOUR THE BRAT!

  Billionaire Daddy Series 5

  by

  Lulu Cherry

  Copyright 2018 Lulu Cherry

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  All Characters in this book are over eighteen years old.

  No one is related by blood.

  Dedication

  Thank you to all my wonderful readers.

  I dedicate all my stories to you!

  I love writing these stories for you.

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  I even read the criticism.

  You help me be a better writer!

  Lulu Cherry

  DEVOUR THE BRAT

  I was as nervous as hell.

  Drake had only been my Daddy for less than two months. I was still just getting to know him.

  I knew I liked one thing about him. He was richer than you could imagine. I didn't know how my mom had snagged such a guy!

  But he was so dark. You know? I kind of wondered if he might secretly be a vampire. It wouldn't have surprised me.

  But I'd be a total liar if I didn't tell you he was handsome. Oh, God, just looking at him sent all these tiny little chills through me.

  I know it's naughty. I know it's wrong. But I was really into the guy. He just had these dark hypnotic eyes. He'd look at me, and I'd melt. I could feel it right between my legs.

  My pussy would get wet for this guy!

  I kept having all these fantasies about him. I kept imagining him coming into my room late at night.

  Yeah, part of the fantasy was real scary. Like me finding out he was a vampire while he sucked all my blood and all.

  But the other part of the fantasy was him showing me his cock. And in the fantasy it's really big.

  Then he'd stick that big cock right in me and pop my cherry!

  Yeah, I was a virgin. An eighteen-year-old virgin. Sigh. That's probably why I had all these fantasies.

  But I just didn't get why Drake like my mom. She was a total goof off. She liked to be silly and to laugh and to do funny things. And she was completely irresponsible.

  If anything, I was the one who took care of her.

  But Drake he wasn't anything at all like my mom. He was suave, sophisticated, and as dark as hell.

  Of course, everyone always said I was kind of dark, too. Tall and pretty, but dark. That's what people said about me.

  I mean, in a way, I was more of a match for Drake then mommy was. Or maybe I shouldn't say that?

  Oh, but did I tell you where we lived? It was incredible. It was this great big old mansion in Maine. I loved it. I couldn't wait for the winter.

  I felt like I was living in a haunted house. How cool is that? At night the wind didn't just blow, it howled!

  Everything had been fine. But then suddenly Mommy needed to go and see my grandmother.

  "Mommy, if grandma's sick, I'll go with you," I said.

  "You just got settled into your new school. The last thing you need to do is miss a bunch of days. You stay here and take care of your new daddy," Mommy said. "Grandma's going to be okay."

  "Fine," I said, at last giving in.

  And that night it was just Drake and me and the servants.

  "So how are you fitting in at school?" Drake asked me over dinner.

  "Fine." I said.

  God, how I hated small talk. Things felt awkward without my mom there. She was always trying to crack jokes. To lighten things up.

  But I was too shy for that kind of thing. And Drake was too dark.

  I looked around the big dining room.

  "So who'd you have to kill to get this place, Drake?" I said.

  He smiled.

  "You'd be surprised." He said not missing a beat.

  I nearly choked on the strawberry I'd just put in my mouth.

  Then Drake added, "and you can call me, Daddy."

  "Sure, Daddy," I said.

  Man. The tension in that room. Everything was so quiet. I just couldn't take it. I guess the devil in me must have taken over then.

  You wouldn't believe what I did next.

  We were on dessert already. It was a bowl of bite-sized sliced fruit. It was wet and glossy. You were supposed to eat it with a fork.

  But I put my fork down. I picked up half a strawberry with my fingers. I brought it to my lips.

  I slid it all along them. I kissed it. I sucked on it. Then I popped it into my mouth.

  Drake's eyes were right on me. Mine were right on his.

  Is that crazy or what? This guy was now my daddy!

  But next I picked up two cherries. They were glossy and dripping. I held them right in front of my mouth. I stuck out my tongue. I made those cherries dance!

  Then I let the cherries dangle right across my lips. Then I kissed them.

  I let them jiggle as I sucked on one, then the other, then both.

  Then I sucked them both into my mouth. I ate them with long sensuous chews.

  Then I I stuck my tongue out with the pits on top of it. I flicked them onto the plate.

  Drake, that is Daddy, never took his eyes off of me. His smooth veneer looked, shall we say, unsettled.

  Daddy said, "I see you relish the taste of fruit."

  "I do," I said. "I especially like forbidden fruit. When it's available."

  What an idiot I was! What was I doing? I didn't even know.

  But you should have seen Drakes eyes on me when I said that. Shit, they smoldered.

  And I suddenly wanted him so bad! I didn't care what was right or wrong. Dammit, I just wanted him. I wanted his cock right inside me.

  I licked a bit of juice off my upper lips.

  Daddy said, "I see. Well, you really popped those cherries."

  Damn! What was I supposed to say to that?

  I just smiled at him then. I played the sweet and innocent little girl.

  But, yeah, you should have seen how he was watching me!

  I wouldn't have been surprised if he'd knocked everything off the table. Thrown me across it. Tore my clothes off. And then started fucking me in front of all the servants.

  Yeah, and I'd have done it.

  But instead, Daddy patted his mouth with his napkin. He pushed his chair back and stood up.

  "This has been fun. But if you'll excuse me. I've got a little late night work to do. Pleasant dreams, Lena. I hope they're full of forbidden desires." He said.

  Whoa. I hoped so, too. I didn't say a word then. I just waved my juice dripping fingers at Daddy.

  The final stare between us felt as solid as rock. Phew!

  I knew one thing. Daddy was hiding a lot behind that smile of his. And I knew one thing more. I really, really wanted to fuck him.

  I could barely sleep that night. I kept thinking of Drake. Daddy. Drake.

  I didn't know my real Daddy. I never met him. My mom said he wasn't really worth knowing. After he'd knocked up my mom at sixteen he took off.

  The two of us had been struggling since then. But, shit, did I have a daddy now or what?
r />   The wind outside my window howled. I swear I could hear wolves. We were way out in the country.

  Finally, I fell asleep. I dreamed that this dark figure was at my window. It burst into my room. At first it was a bat. But then it changed into a vampire.

  And this vampire was real old school. He was nearly like a monster. His face was monstrous. He had fangs and claws. And he leapt on me.

  He began to tear at me with his claws. He bit at my neck with his fangs. And I felt him tearing at my clothes.

  I just knew he had a massive cock, and that he was going to stick it deep in me!

  I woke up screaming. These were the kinds of screams that could wake up the dead!

  I was petrified. I was shaking. I was sweating and cold at the same time. I was crying. I could barely breathe. I thought I was going to die.

  I don't know what it was about that dream that scared me so, but I'd never been so terrified in my entire life.

  There was a knock on my door. I curled up in a ball. I was too scared to move, never mind call out. I just trembled.

  But then after a few more knocks, the door opened.

  Daddy was there. Sweet Daddy. My new daddy. I finally had a daddy. Took eighteen years, but now I had a daddy.

  "Lena?" Said Daddy. My sweet daddy. "Are you okay?"

  He must have seen the state I was in, because he rushed to me. He got down on his knees by the bed. He tentatively put his hands out toward me.

  I was crying. Tears were just streaming down my eyes. I was so scared. And I was still trembling.

  When I saw his hands. Damn, it was a lifeboat. It was that Daddy I'd always wanted but never had.

  I reached out and grabbed those hands. I pulled Daddy in.

  "Hold me!" I whimpered. "Please."

  "Lena," Said Daddy.

  I could tell he felt this was wrong. I didn't give a shit.

  "Hold me, hold me, hold me!" I said through gulps. "You've gotta hold me. Please!"

  "Okay." He said. "Just for a few minutes. Until you've got yourself together."

  I nodded.

  He got in the bed beside me. He patted my shoulder. Then, he put his arm around my back. Oh, yeah. That's just what I wanted. I wanted Daddy to hold me.

  But he was real careful, you know? He didn't hold me tight. Just kind of awkwardly.

  But I pulled at his arm. I pulled him in closer. I needed him closer.

  "Hold me," I said desperately.

  And he moved in closer. At last I could feel his chest against my back. I could feel his legs against mine. His lap against my ass. Yes, his lap.

  I knew what to do now. I pushed my ass deeper into his lap. I did it as if I were just getting more comfortable. He didn't stop me.

  Then I knew that my ass was right up against his cock. For a few seconds neither of us moved. Then I started to very slowly wiggle my ass. Oh, just in the right way.

  I'd never done this before in my life. But I guess a girl just knows.

  Daddy's cock began to get hard. Oh, it felt so good! Daddy's hard-on was right up against my ass. And I was slowly swirling my ass into it. I was making him harder and harder and harder.

  And goddammit! He had to be huge. Even bigger than I'd imagined. He didn't move at all. I just kept wiggling.

  Then at last I turned over. Suddenly we were face to face in the dim light. His dark eyes looked right into me. You should have seen the way they smoldered.

  "Fuck me, Daddy!" I said. "Ravish me! Destroy me!"

  "Is that what you need?" He asked.

  I nodded.

  "Pop my goddam cherry!" I said.

  And then he was on me.

  He pushed me hard onto the mattress. He climbed on top of me. He grabbed my pajama top with two hands. He violently ripped it off me!

  I knew then that he was no ordinary man. My daddy was a force of nature!

  He placed his hands on my chest. His palms went right over my nipples. Then he clawed his fingers into me. His fingernails cut into me.

  My chest heaved.

  "Take me, take me, take me!" I kept frantically whispering.

  He moved his mouth down on me. He pushed his mouth onto mine. He pressed in so hard, my nose got flattened. And with his mouth on mine, I couldn't even breathe!

  He stabbed his tongue into mine. I tried to respond, but I couldn't. I was getting dizzy. I was getting scared. I needed air. Air!

  But he waited good and long, taking pleasure from my mouth, before he finally lifted up and let me get some.

  When finally he let up, just a little, I gasped for air. But even as I gasped, his lips and teeth came across my lower lips.

  He dragged his teeth across them. It hurt.

  But when he was done, I only wanted more.

  "Take me, take me, take me. Daddy, take me!" I said. I was nearly whimpering.

  He was so beastly. Everywhere I could feel his fingernails pressing into me, his teeth biting in. Yet, I felt he knew just how far to push it.

  I felt terrified and safe all at once. He was my daddy. He knew just what to do. Daddy knows best!

  His mouth went over one of my breasts. He found my nipple. He got it between his teeth, and he pulled. Ouch!

  I was sure he was going to pull too far. Pull too far and...no, no, no...but he let go just in time. Oh, yes, perfect!

  His mouth moved to my other breast. His teeth raked across my soft, velvet skin.

  He held my nipple between his teeth. He squeezed and squeezed and squeezed.

  Just as I began to get scared he'd gone too far, again he let go. Just in a nick of time I was sure.

  He was calling it so close? What if he missed?

  I could feel his fingernails then, clawing across my stomach. Was he leaving scratch marks. In the dark I couldn't tell. I just knew it felt good!

  Then he went down to my panties. His nose went to them. Like an animal he smelled me!

  Then his tongue came out and he licked me. Right through the panties.

  Then his whole mouth opened wide. And he raked right over my pussy with his teeth!

  It hurt. Damn, did it hurt!

  But it was just what I wanted. Exactly what I wanted. As if he could read my mind.