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The Daddy Club
Dean
From the day I met her, I swore to love, protect, and cherish Olivia. She was the light of my life.
Then one day, a few years after my wife's death, I realized how much I truly loved Olivia. She'd gone from the perfect stepdaughter to the only woman I wanted in my bed.
And I didn't know what to do about it.
The guys wanted to know how I felt about Livi being the object our affection and the mascot of our special band of daddies.
So did I.
Then one day, a few years after my wife's death, I realized how much I truly loved Olivia. She'd gone from the perfect stepdaughter to the only woman I wanted in my bed.
And I didn't know what to do about it.
The guys wanted to know how I felt about Livi being the object our affection and the mascot of our special band of daddies.
So did I.
Olivia
Dean married my mom when I was fifteen. I remember wishing I'd been the one in ivory taffeta that day, instead of the pink satin bridesmaid dress I wore.
He'd always been my knight in shining armour. Protected, loved, and cherished me. As his daughter.
But, dear god, I wanted more.
I wanted to serve myself up to him on his bed of silk sheets, cherry and all. Resigned to a life of craving him, imagine my surprise when a dare turned into a lifetime membership to The Daddy Club.
He'd always been my knight in shining armour. Protected, loved, and cherished me. As his daughter.
But, dear god, I wanted more.
I wanted to serve myself up to him on his bed of silk sheets, cherry and all. Resigned to a life of craving him, imagine my surprise when a dare turned into a lifetime membership to The Daddy Club.
