The Daddies are back and dirtier than ever!
Love comes in all shapes, sizes, and gender pairings, and these 26 brand new, smoking hot daddies are here to prove it. No matter how you like your daddies — stern and sexy or sweet and cuddly — this anthology has a little something for everyone.
With Stories By Pepper North, Daryl Banner, Delia Grace, Siobhan Smile, Aster Rae, Jacki James, Nora Phoenix, M.A. Innes, P. D. Carter, KM Neuhold, Della Cain, Emma Alcott, Chloe Lynn Ellis, Dakota Trace, Mika Lane, Jamie Merrick, Chara Croft, Gianni Holmes, Morticia Knight, Ava Sinclair, Lesley Clark, Kelly Fox, Mia Monroe, Reese Morrison, Sammi Cee, Lorelei M. Hart, and Maren Smith.
I have to admit, he looks cute when he’s caught.
“Don’t run,” I tell him the second he moves. “I’m not gonna chase after you or call the police.”
To my surprise, the boy actually stops and stares at me, staying right in place.
Hmm, that wasn’t expected.
“But I will, however, encourage you to give back what you stole,” I go on.
His pretty face twists with a frown. “Stole?”
“You heard me.”
“I didn’t steal anything.”
I roll my eyes. “Really? You’re gonna play dumb with me? We’re gonna do this song and dance?”
He shrugs defiantly. “You must be mixing me up with some other guy.”
“You’ve been stealing from my bar. Multiple times.”
“Oh, is that what you’re talking about?” he asks as he lifts his eyebrows in mock surprise, his forehead wrinkling up adorably. “I didn’t steal anything, sir. The nuts were out on the table for anyone. They’re free.”
“Not that full-ass can you had in your hand, which you could have only gotten from my inventory room. And not to mention a twelve-pack of Pepsi, which you also took.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, I think you do.”
“I can outrun you, y’know.”
This kid sure is pretty damned cocky. “Yeah, sure you can, but you can’t outrun whatever you think you’re gettin’ away with. Someday, it’s all gonna catch up to you, and it’s better it happens now with me than while sittin’ behind bars in a county jail, I can promise you that.”
We’re squared off on the side of Boardwalk Street with a good ten or twelve feet between us. The sun has crept far enough down the sky to turn the streetlights on.
If he runs now, I may lose him for good.
But the longer I look into his eyes, the less sure I am about why I’m here. Is it really about stolen snacks? There’s a story behind this boy’s eyes. A troubling story. Is he just some brat burning time while his parents enjoy the island? Or is this a runaway situation? What am I facing here?
“Do you need food?” I ask a touch more sensitively. “Are your parents being dicks? You on the run? Tell me what’s going on with you.”
“Fuck my parents. I’m eighteen. They don’t control me or tell me what to do.”
Ah, the new-adult confidence of an eighteen-year-old. I can remember that feeling like it was yesterday. “Hey, I’m just making sure you’re alright.”
“I’ll worry about myself,” he says, taking a step back. “You can just fuck off.”
“That’s not the way you speak to the guy whose nuts you’ve been stealing.”
“I don’t know what you’re—”
“You obviously like my nuts. You keep getting your hands on them. You like my nuts, boy?” I take another step toward him. “You want more of my nuts?”
He blushes, annoyed. “Stop saying ‘nuts’ like that.”
P. D. Carter
Chloe Lynn Ellis
Lorelei M. Hart
In collaboration with Red Hot Romance Publishing
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