Servicing Daddy

She didn’t know servicing Daddy meant servicing his friends too.

I’m desperate, I’m tempted, and I need college money. So when the estranged father who doesn’t recognize me offers a sinfully enticing deal, it’s an offer I can’t refuse. He wants me to be his live-in toy, and he’s willing to pay. The catch? He has no idea I’m his daughter.

James is dominant, wealthy, older, and the taboo draw I feel towards him is impossible to ignore. He thinks he’s just playing kinky games with a willing participant, but I know the truth. I’m his flesh and blood, and I’m about to serve him in ways no daughter should.

He thinks he’s got the upper hand, but I’m the one holding all the cards. I’m going to make him want me, need me, and when all is said and done, he won’t know what hit him.

Servicing Daddy is book 2 of a taboo, forbidden series. It features a commanding, older father and the submissive daughter he can’t help but crave, filthy dirty talk, and a taboo attraction that can’t be denied.

Note: Father/Daughter incest with dubcon themes, but it’s not dark.

Word count: 5500. All characters are 18+
The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

“Are you ready to serve me whenever I want?” he growls.

My answer is an eager, breathy “yes.”

He circles me, his predatory gaze making me squirm. His mouth crashes against mine roughly, and I moan, my entire body responding to him. He grabs my wrists and pulls them up, pushing me against the nearest wall and pinning my hands above my head.

“Hmm…yes, I like you like this,” he says, and I can tell he’s planning something for the future. “Babygirl, I have some business associates coming over tomorrow. Are you going to be good and serve us and do everything I ask?”

Uh…I blink at him. “Like s3x stuff in front of other people?”

“If I want you to,” he answers simply.

What does that mean? Am I supposed to be the hostess? And is he really going to make me have s3x in front of other people? Wow, this whole “serve me” thing is going to be way more intense than I thought. Am I really going to let him make me do s3x stuff in front of his friends? My pu$$y throbs eagerly in response to the thought. Oh god…this is so messed up, but yeah, I totally am.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, squirming against his hold and loving the feeling of helplessness. I can’t help but imagine what it would be like to serve him and his friends—to be the center of attention, the object of desire for multiple men.

“Good girl,” he says, his voice deep and husky. “Because tonight, you’re going to learn exactly how much of a filthy sl*t I can make you, babygirl. So tomorrow you’re ready to be my good little f*cktoy.”