Chapter 1: The Dangerous Swipe
Lila perched on the edge of her dorm room bed, her phone glowing in the dim light, casting shadows across her sharp cheekbones. At nineteen, she was a self-proclaimed goldstar lesbian—never touched by a man, never wanted to be. Her world had been a kaleidoscope of soft curves and whispered secrets with women. But lately, a nagging curiosity gnawed at her, a whisper in the dark asking, *What if?* So, she’d downloaded the app, swiped right on a stranger, and now here she was, heart thumping as she waited for him to show up.
The knock came at 9:02 PM. She opened the door to find Marcus, a man who looked every bit of his fifty-five years, with salt-and-pepper hair and a smirk that could unravel a saint. His broad shoulders filled the doorway, and his eyes—dark, knowing—pinned her in place.
‘So, you’re the little firecracker who messaged me,’ he drawled, stepping inside without waiting for an invite. His voice was gravel and honey, a dangerous mix. ‘Thought I’d find a shy kitten, but you’ve got a spark, don’t you?’
Lila crossed her arms, her chin tilting defiantly. ‘Don’t get ahead of yourself, old man. I’m not even sure why I invited you. I don’t do guys. Never have. I’m a lesbian, and I don’t like cock, so if you’re expecting some easy lay, you’re in the wrong dorm.’
Marcus chuckled, low and deep, the sound vibrating through the small room. He took a step closer, his presence overwhelming, but Lila didn’t back down. ‘Oh, sweetheart, you think you know what you want, but Daddy sees right through you. That curiosity in your eyes? It’s begging for a taste of something you’ve never had. And I’m gonna give it to you.’
Her breath hitched, but she snapped back, ‘You’re full of shit. I’m not some damsel waiting for a man to “show me the way.” I know exactly who I am.’
‘Do you now?’ He tilted his head, his gaze dropping to her lips, then lower, lingering on the tight tank top clinging to her curves. ‘Then why am I here, Lila? Why’d you swipe on a man like me if you’re so sure?’
She opened her mouth to retort, but the words caught in her throat. He was too close now, the heat of him seeping into her space, making her skin prickle. She hated how her body betrayed her, a flush creeping up her neck. ‘I… I just wanted to see. That’s all. Doesn’t mean I’m gonna—’
‘Shh,’ he cut her off, his hand brushing her cheek, rough fingertips sending a jolt through her. ‘You don’t have to fight it. Daddy’s gonna take care of you, show you what you’ve been missing. You’re gonna be a mommy by the time I’m done with you, mark my words.’
Her eyes widened, a mix of shock and something hotter flashing through her. ‘You’re insane. I’m not—’
But before she could finish, he pulled her against him, his grip firm on her hips, his mouth crashing into hers. The kiss was raw, demanding, and she hated how her body responded, melting into it despite herself. She pushed against his chest, but her fingers curled into his shirt instead, a war raging inside her. His hands slid down, grabbing her ass, pulling her tighter against him, and she felt it—hard, insistent, pressing into her through his jeans.
‘Feel that?’ he growled against her lips, his breath hot. ‘That’s what you’ve been missing, baby girl. And I’m gonna give it all to you.’
Her mind screamed to stop, but her body was already betraying her, a heat pooling between her thighs, wet and aching in a way she’d never felt before. She was panting now, her sharp tongue silenced by the raw need building inside her as he backed her toward the bed, his intent clear in every predatory step.
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