Page 42 of Daddies Dark Desires (Forbidden Fantasies)
I flip open the journal, and what’s inside…
Would he call me a good girl?
And it makes me want to disobey.
Could I make them snap? Take what they want from me? Let them ruin me?
One after another—or at the same time.
I want to be their toy, their girl, their little obsession.
I suck in a slow breath through my nose and look at Trent. A spark is ignited deep inside, and I need to let it expand. Grow. Feed it before I can burn through it.
“Are you going to read that in front of me?”
“No.”
He snorts and points at the door. “If you’re not fast enough, you’re going to be reading it in front of her.”
I snap the journal shut and stuff it under my arm before marching out of her room and to mine, where I watch Grant giving her the last dregs of her tour. They end in her room, and she smarts something off and closes the door on him.
Now that I’ve peeked at her thoughts, it’s not hard to see her brattiness as something more. More than a defense mechanism. More than a fantasy.
Harper gets ready for bed. And while she’s in the shower, I read a few more entries, taking my time to digest them slowly.
She’s got such a dirty fucking mind.
When I call them Daddy, I’m not pretending. I’m surrendering.
I don’t mean father.
I mean save me.
I mean own me.
I mean make the world stop hurting.
I want all three of them to be that for me.
I flip the page when there’s no movement on the screen.
They tie me to the bed.
Each one takes a corner—silent, practiced, military precision.
I’m naked, spread, blindfolded.
I don’t know whose hands are where.
Only that none of them let me come.
Not until I’m sobbing for it.
Harper steps out in a long t-shirt and crawls into bed. Her long legs bare across the bedspread. She rolls and squirms, and I track every movement.
Shuffling through her bag, she pulls out a book and shows me her nearly bare ass as she lays on her stomach. Those small white panties highlight the shapeliness of her cheeks and thighs, especially as she kicks her feet.
I want them to pass me around.
