CRAVING DIRTY DADDY

WHO'S RUINING YOU, PRINCESS?

VIOLET

This was a mistake. A massive, life-ending, irreversible mistake. I had begged a mafia boss to f**k me in a public restroom like some desperate slut. I could end up owned. Broken. Or worse—dead.

My heart hammered violently against my ribs now, real terror pumping through me with every heartbeat. But my p***y clenched even tighter around his fingers, fluttering and squeezing like it loved the danger.

“Please…” I didn’t even know what I was begging for anymore.

Hades’s eyes darkened with satisfaction. “Look at you,” he murmured. “So f*****g scared, yet your greedy little cunt is sucking my fingers deeper. You like knowing who I am, don’t you? The fear turns you on.”

Before I could respond or pull away, he spun me around with terrifying strength, and bent me over the cold marble sink. My palms slammed against the counter to catch myself, and my wide eyes locked onto our reflection in the mirror.

He looked feral. His expensive suit jacket was open, revealing a crisp black shirt stretched across his broad chest. His dark hair was slightly mussed from where my fingers had gripped it earlier. His jaw was tight with barely-leashed control, and those dangerous eyes burned into mine through the glass.

“This is your last chance to back out, princess,” he growled, yanking my dress up to my waist and smoothing one large palm over my bare ass. “Walk away now. But the second I bury my c**k inside this pretty p***y…” He pressed the thick, heavy length of his erection against my ass, letting me feel exactly how big he was. “You belong to me. You’re mine until I decide we’re done. No going back. No gentle. No halfway. I f**k like I own you.”

My mind screamed that this was madness. He was old enough to be my father. Dangerous in ways I didn’t fully understand.

I was supposed to say no. I was supposed to push him away, yank my dress down and bolt out of this restroom without ever looking back.

I should have thought about the consequences — about the fact that he was Mafia. The sheer insanity of letting this happen right after my boyfriend had betrayed me. I could lose everything: my life, my freedom, my future.

Instead, my hips pushed back against him instinctively, rubbing my dripping folds along the hard ridge of his c**k like a b***h in heat. My body had already answered for me before my brain could catch up.

Hades let out a deep, satisfied growl that vibrated through his chest. “Good girl. Such a brave little slut for me.”

He tore my lace panties off in one vicious tug. Cool air rushed against my exposed, dripping p***y. A second later, the blunt, massive head of his c**k nudged against my entrance, hot and insistent.

“Last chance,” he warned again, one hand fisting my hair to keep my head up so I had to watch.

I moaned brokenly, pushing back harder. “Please… just f**k me.”

With a primal sound of pure male satisfaction, Hades slammed into me in one brutal, merciless thrust.

“Oh f**k!” The scream tore out of my throat as he stretched me open so completely it bordered on pain. Every thick, veined inch forced my tight walls to yield around his huge c**k until I felt him in my throat, filling me so full I couldn’t breathe. Tears pricked my eyes from the overwhelming sensation.

“f**k, such a pretty sound,” he groaned, pulling back and slamming in again even harder. “Keep moaning like that, princess. Let everyone outside this restroom hear exactly how well you take my c**k”

He started f*****g me hard, deep, punishing strokes that made my hips slam against the counter. Each thrust hit so perfectly I cried out again and again. Desperate to stay quiet, I bit down hard on my hand.

“Don’t you f*****g dare,” he snarled, yanking my hand away from my mouth. “I want everyone out there to know exactly who this p***y belongs to now. Scream for me, Violet. Let them hear who’s f*****g you senseless.”

Was he insane? We were in an airport restroom and he wanted the whole terminal to know we were having s*x.

I tried as hard as I could to hold back my moans, pressing my lips together, but it was impossible. He pulled out almost completely, then drove back in with devastating force, setting a brutal rhythm that rattled the counter beneath me. My palms squeaked against the mirror as I braced myself.

“Watch,” he commanded, forcing my head up again so I had to meet my own eyes in the reflection. “Watch how I f**k you, Violet. Watch how this tight little p***y swallows every inch of my c**k like it was made for me.”

I obeyed. The sight was obscene and intoxicating. My face slack with pleasure, mouth open in constant moans I couldn’t hold back, my breasts bouncing inside my dress, my body jolting forward with every savage thrust. I looked completely ruined already, and he looked like a god claiming what was his.

One of his hands wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while the other gripped my waist so hard I knew it would bruise.

“Tell me,” he demanded, pounding into me relentlessly. “when was the last time this tight cunt got properly f****d?”

“S-Six—six months ago—” I gasped as another devastating stroke punched the air from my lungs and made my toes curl.

“Six f*****g months? That means I get to ruin you so completely you’ll remember this as your first time.”

He shifted his angle and slammed into that perfect spot deep inside me, grinding his hips in filthy circles so the thick head of his c**k dragged against it again and again.

“Oh God... f**k—” The words tore from me as white-hot pleasure exploded behind my eyes.

“Not God,” he snarled, tightening his grip on my throat until the edges of my vision blurred deliciously.

“Say my name when I’m balls-deep in this p***y. Say it.”

“Hades!” I cried out, the name tasting sinful and dangerous on my tongue.

“That’s it,” he growled in approval, voice rough with lust. “Take my c**k like the desperate little slut you are. Let me hear how much you need it.”

He f****d me harder, faster, the counter rattling beneath my hands. I came suddenly, violently, screaming his name as my walls clamped down around his thick c**k. But he didn’t stop. He kept pounding through it, forcing another orgasm to build right on top of the first.

“Again,” he ordered. “Come on my c**k again. I want to feel this greedy p***y milk me.”

He drove into me even harder, as if he wanted to break something inside me—wreck me, ruin me, leave me shattered and dripping for him. Every savage thrust felt like punishment and worship all at once.

I was moaning so loudly now that I was terrified people outside could hear every filthy sound. I bit down hard on the back of my hand, trying to muffle the screams as the second orgasm built like a roaring tidal wave inside me, rising higher and stronger than the first.

“How dare you try to muffle that pretty voice when I told you not to,” he snarled, slamming into me even harder, the grip on my throat tightening just enough to make stars dance in my vision. “If you knew what it means to disobey me, princess, you wouldn’t f*****g dare.”

Something feral flashed across his face in the mirror—pure, animal hunger mixed with something darker, almost cruel.

He suddenly pulled out of my soaked p***y with a wet pop.

I whimpered at the devastating emptiness, but before I could even draw a breath, he lined up and thrust his thick, glistening c**k straight into my tight ass in one brutal stroke.

“Ahh—f**k!” The scream tore out of me as burning stretch and overwhelming fullness hit me all at once. Pain and pleasure exploded together, so intense my vision blurred.

He didn’t ease in. He drove deeper, forcing his c**k stretched my ass mercilessly while four of his fingers plunged back into my dripping p***y at the same time. The dual invasion made my eyes roll back. He filled both holes so completely, so violently, that my whole body trembled uncontrollably.

I couldn’t cover my mouth. I couldn’t muffle a single sound. All I could do was grip the edge of the counter desperately for support as my body trembled violently. My legs shook, my knees threatening to buckle under the overwhelming sensation of being filled in both holes at once by this ruthless man.

That’s it,” he growled viciously against my ear, his grip on my hair keeping my head pulled back so every moan and gasp was loud and exposed. “Everyone outside this restroom should hear exactly what a dirty little slut you are for me. Scream louder, princess. Let them know who’s ruining both your tight holes.”

“Hades... oh god, Hades!” I moaned loudly, unable to stop myself. My body trembled violently as he started thrusting, his c**k stretching my ass while his fingers f****d my p***y in the same brutal rhythm. The fullness was overwhelming, the pleasure edged with sharp pain that only made everything more intense.

“I...I can’t take it,” I sobbed, tears spilling down my cheeks. “It’s too much... Hades, please… I’m so full”

“You can and you will,” he snarled, slamming deeper into my ass while pumping his fingers faster in my p***y. “And you’ll scream loud enough for every person outside to hear who this greedy body belongs to. Don’t you dare try to be quiet again.”

He f****d me harder, so rough, so completely dominating that it bordered on violence.

The fear twisted with dark, addictive pleasure until I was shaking uncontrollably. My thighs quivered, my knees buckled, and I had to grip the counter even tighter to stay upright. Every brutal thrust into my ass sent jolts of fire through me, while his thick fingers curled and pumped inside my p***y mercilessly. The dual sensation was overwhelming. I felt impossibly full, stretched beyond my limits, used in the most degrading and delicious way.

He kept f*****g me like a man possessed—violent, relentless, dark hunger burning in his eyes through the mirror. He pulled his fingers out briefly only to slap my c**t hard before shoving them back in, stretching me wider.

My moans turned into constant, filthy cries that bounced around the restroom. I was certain people outside could hear everything. I felt completely owned, completely helpless, and I hated I f*****g love it.

My orgasm crashed over me like a violent storm. My thighs clamped together, my whole body shaking uncontrollably as I came harder than I ever had, my p***y gushing around his fingers while my ass pulsed and clenched around his c**k. I screamed his name until my throat burned.

After what felt like an eternity of mind-shattering pleasure, he finally pulled out of my ass with a low groan. Before I could even whimper at the loss, he spun me around, lifted me onto the counter like I weighed nothing, and thrust back inside my sore, abused p***y in one deep, punishing stroke, burying himself to the hilt.

“Oh my God... Hades!” I gasped sharply, my walls still fluttering from the previous assault. The stretch burned in the most delicious way after everything he’d done.

“Look at me,” he commanded as he started pounding inside me. “I want you to remember this moment for the rest of your life, princess. Every time you sit down, every time you walk, every time your body aches tomorrow, you’ll remember exactly who ruined you so thoroughly.”

He reached forward and tore the front of my dress open with one violent yank

“Hades... my dress!”

“I want to see your t**s bare while I f**k you,” he said simply, like it was the most reasonable thing in the world.

He yanked my bra down, unhooked it roughly, and tossed it aside. My breasts spilled free, n*****s hard and aching. He palmed them roughly, pinching and twisting my n*****s as he f****d me with savage, deep strokes that made the counter creak beneath me.

Fuck. What was this man trying to do to me? How did he expect me to leave this bathroom looking like I’d just been claimed by a beast?

Before I could even try to tell him, a loud pounding rattled the door.

“Security!” a sharp voice shouted from outside. “Open up! You need to exit the bathroom immediately!”

Oh f**k. Someone had definitely called them.

Hades didn’t stop. If anything, he kept thrusting into me even harder, deeper, like he didn’t give a single damn who was outside that door. His eyes stayed locked on mine, dark and possessive, daring me to care about anything but his c**k ruining me.