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  Table of Contents

  Epilogue - Ashley

  Epilogue As Told By Brittney

  Second Epilogue - As Told By Brittney

  Epilogue - Fiona

  Description

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  A Note From Alexis

  Another Word From Alexis

  Magnus

  The New York Daily Journal

  Penny

  About the Author

  A Note From The Author

  Client 5: A Bad Boy Nex Door Dark Romance

  Arsen

  Ashley

  Goodbye From Arsen

  Scandalous: A Secret Baby Dark Romance

  Lance

  New York Daily Journal

  Jocelyn

  Michael

  A Goodbye From Lance

  Another Goodbye From Alexis

  Another Note From The Author

  Man Chaser: A Secret Baby Dark Romance

  Ethan

  Brittney

  Fiona Vs. Football Player

  Fiona

  Danny

  Magnificent Mess: Penny and Magnus

  Becca Vs. Biker

  Becca

  Dirty Daddy

  A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

  Alexis Angel

  Naughty Angel Publishing

  Contents

  Description

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  A Note From Alexis

  Another Word From Alexis

  1. Magnus

  2. The New York Daily Journal

  3. Penny

  4. Magnus

  5. Penny

  6. Magnus

  7. Penny

  8. Magnus

  9. Penny

  10. The New York Daily Journal

  11. Magnus

  12. Penny

  13. Penny

  14. The New York Daily Journal

  15. Magnus

  16. Penny

  17. Penny

  18. Magnus

  19. Penny

  20. Magnus

  21. Penny

  22. Magnus

  23. Penny

  24. The New York Daily Journal

  25. Magnus

  26. Penny

  27. Penny

  28. Penny

  29. The New York Daily Journal

  30. Penny

  31. Magnus

  32. Penny

  33. Magnus

  34. Penny

  35. The New York Daily Journal

  36. Penny

  About the Author

  A Note From The Author

  Client 5: A Bad Boy Nex Door Dark Romance

  37. Arsen

  38. Ashley

  39. Ashley

  40. Arsen

  41. Ashley

  42. Arsen

  43. Ashley

  44. Arsen

  45. Ashley

  46. Arsen

  47. Ashley

  48. Arsen

  49. Ashley

  50. Arsen

  51. Ashley

  52. Arsen

  53. Ashley

  54. Arsen

  55. Ashley

  56. Arsen

  57. Ashley

  58. Arsen

  59. Ashley

  60. Arsen

  61. Ashley

  62. Arsen

  63. Ashley

  64. Epilogue - Ashley

  65. Goodbye From Arsen

  A Note From The Author

  Scandalous: A Secret Baby Dark Romance

  66. Lance

  67. New York Daily Journal

  68. Jocelyn

  69. Lance

  70. Jocelyn

  71. Jocelyn

  72. Lance

  73. Jocelyn

  74. Lance

  75. Jocelyn

  76. Lance

  77. Lance

  78. Jocelyn

  79. Lance

  80. Jocelyn

  81. New York Daily Journal

  82. Lance

  83. Jocelyn

  84. New York Daily Journal

  85. Lance

  86. Jocelyn

  87. Lance

  88. New York Daily Journal

  89. Jocelyn

  90. Jocelyn

  91. Lance

  92. New York Daily Journal

  93. Jocelyn

  94. Lance

  95. Jocelyn

  96. Lance

  97. Jocelyn

  98. Lance

  99. New York Daily Journal

  100. Jocelyn

  101. Lance

  102. Michael

  103. Jocelyn

  104. New York Daily Journal

  105. Jocelyn

  A Goodbye From Lance

  Another Goodbye From Alexis

  Another Note From The Author

  Man Chaser: A Secret Baby Dark Romance

  106. Ethan

  107. Brittney

  108. Ethan

  109. Brittney

  110. Ethan

  111. Brittney

  112. Ethan

  113. Brittney

  114. Ethan

  115. Brittney

  116. Brittney

  117. Ethan

  118. Brittney

  119. Ethan

  120. Brittney

  121. Ethan

  122. Brittney

  123. Ethan

  124. Brittney

  125. Brittney

  126. Ethan

  127. Brittney

  128. Ethan

  129. Brittney

  130. Ethan

  131. Brittney

  132. Ethan

  133. Brittney

  134. Ethan

  135. Brittney

  136. Brittney

  137. Epilogue As Told By Brittney

  138. Second Epilogue - As Told By Brittney

  Another Note From The Author

  Fiona Vs. Football Player

  139. Fiona

  140. Danny

  141. Fiona

  142. Danny

  143. Fiona

  144. Danny

  145. Fiona

  146. Danny

  147. Fiona

  148. Danny

  149. Fiona

  150. Fiona

  151. Fiona

  152. Danny

  153. Fiona

  154. Danny

  155. Fiona

  156. Danny

  157. Fiona

  158. Epilogue - Fiona

  Another Note From The Author

  159. Magnificent Mess: Penny and Magnus

  Another Note From The Author

  Becca Vs. Biker

  160. Becca

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Dirty Daddy

  A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

  By Alexis Angel

  Copyright 2017 by Alexis Angel

  All rights reserved

  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.

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  Description

  It’s Time To F*ck Your Dirty Daddy…

  No man can match me. No woman has tamed me.

  My billion-dollar empire makes me the most powerful man in the city. And I have a body to match. 8-pack abs. The face of a prince. The physique of a god. Money. Fame. Power.

  And the 12 inches that dangle between my legs, hardening as you walk b
y.

  Face it. You want me. You know you can’t resist.

  And if you can walk afterwards, then we’ll do it all again till you can’t.

  Touch me. Tempt me.

  Tease me. Please me.

  Nothing will be too much in this forbidden land of taboo delight.

  Because baby, no matter how wrong it seems, with Daddy, it’ll always feel right.

  **Come join Alexis Angel in this full-length standalone romance. No cliffhanger but it's going to be a scorcher with scenes so hot that your lady parts will need a cold shower. HEA? You know it, babe.**

  This book is dedicated to Kira Blakely

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Wicked Lil’ Brat

  Man Chaser

  Red & Blue

  Scandalous

  Client 5

  Jailbait

  Python

  12 Inches

  D.I.L.F.

  Co-Writing As Abby Angel

  Men of the House

  Woman of the House

  Co-Writing As Dark Angel

  The Virgin Market

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  Hi ladies!

  If you’re like me, once you finish, you’re not going to want the story to end!

  To receive exclusive sneak peeks, (before anyone else!), bonus content not seen anywhere else, giveaways, and tons more swag, visit me and my Naughty Angels on Facebook at Dirty Lil’ Angels.

  We’ll make it worth your while…

  :)

  Kisses!

  Alexis

  A Note From Alexis

  Well hello there, ladies!

  Let me first begin by introducing myself. My name is Alexis Angel. I write steamy contemporary romance. Steamy is another word, I guess, for dirty. And dirty is another word for fun! In fact, the dirtier the better because at heart I’m just a bad girl looking to have some fun.

  Having fun is why I do this. And, I’m just having fun in the next few hundred pages, doing what I do with a wink and a nod. It’s supposed to bring out some emotions and give you a chance to forget about your cares for a little bit. That’s all I’m looking to do.

  Some people want realism in their books. I say reality is too depressing. So you might see certain things as over the top or ridiculous in terms of never being realistically possible. Yeah, I agree. You’re coming into the world of Alexis by turning the page. Into a world where you have twin stepbrother quarterbacks with 12 inch …uhmm…appendages… that fall in love with their stepsister, where you have dragons who shift into billionaire BDSM rock stars, and so on. Anyways, I think reality should take a second place to fun.

  So I just wanted to say that, in case you know, you were hoping for like super real. The men and women in the pages below represent the best, and worst, of all of us as a collective whole. This is all about leaving your cares for the world behind, as we hold hands, and just for a little while go on a journey that makes us smile. And hopefully a lil’ wetter than before.

  Kisses!

  Alexis xoxox

  Another Word From Alexis

  Hey babes!

  Amazon has a problem with Page Flip. If you’re hitting the end of this book, and it asks you to go back to the first page, then PLEASE DON’T. If you’re reading on Kindle Unlimited, none of the pages will get counted as a read.

  Even if it’s asking you to go to the beginning and review, please close the book at the page you end at after the story - there is a bonus book after this - and then review if you need to.

  The Page Flip issue seriously kills page reads for me, so I’m thanking you in advance!

  Love!

  Alexis xoxoxox

  1

  Magnus

  "Oh baby," Mandy moans lewdly as the sound of my thighs slapping against her ass fills the air.

  It’s a fucking great sound. If you were here, you’d be touching yourself at the sight of us.

  You’d want to join in once you saw my gorgeous fucking body fucking her. You wouldn’t mind sharing. You wouldn’t care. You’d lick my cock with whoever else just to get at my cock.

  Pretty arrogant and confident right off the bat, aren’t I?

  Pleasure to meet you. I’m Magnus Davion.

  But let’s get back to Mandy and the ungodly things I’m doing to her.

  I can hear the lewd sucking sounds as my cock plunges in and out of her pussy. I can smell her fucking juices as her scent permeates the air.

  Her wetness is smeared across her thighs. Her pussy is spasming around my thick cock and I grunt in pleasure at the feelings that are going through me. "Don't you dare stop fucking me, baby," she adds one last command as she turns her head back to me to look at my monster pole piercing her.

  But wait, who the fuck does this bitch think she is, giving me fucking orders? I'm Magnus fucking Davion, the 15th richest man in the whole fucking world, if you read Forbes Magazine. I just bought a fucking NFL team—the New York Nailers—from the previous owner, Apollo Kane.

  That’s right. If he sounds familiar to you it’s because he’s fucking famous now. Alexis Angel wrote his whole story and how he owns Blush Magazine, or whatever the fuck.

  But he had to get out of the football franchise.

  And I didn't mind paying $3 billion dollars for it. That kind of money is literally fucking nothing to me.

  So I certainly don’t take fucking orders from anybody—but in this case, I can let it slide.

  You're just getting acquainted with me, aren't you? You must think all I do all day is talk about how wealthy I am and shit. That's actually not true. I don't spend my day only bragging about how much money I have. I also spend it talking about how fucking good I look, and how much you're probably wanting to fuck me.

  Oh, you think I already did that, don't you? But you have no idea, darlin’.

  I’m literally a god amongst men.

  That's right. You heard me fucking right. I stand taller than all the men you will ever fucking meet. No one of this world really compares to me.

  I'm fucking wealthy. I'm the fucking founder and CEO of Davion Development, one of the most ruthless real estate firms in New York City.

  We’re not like some private equity firm or investment bank either. Hell fucking no.

  We build things. Buildings. Bridges. Dams. We get our hands dirty.

  We take over abandoned places and we create gleaming skyscrapers that inspire the fucking imagination.

  I'm 6' 4", built like a Greek God—with a massive chiseled chest and a rock hard 8-pack of abs. My skin is tanned to a perfect bronze and flawless. My face is chiseled and rugged. My hair is just right. My nose is royal in its cut. My chin is even fucking aristocratic looking. But aside from the handsome looks that you see on the outside, there is one very fucking large reason that you want me to fuck you.

  "Oh my god, baby, I'm about to cum!" Mandy screams as I slam into her. She closes her eyes and contorts her face as it's wracked with lust. I feel her entire body shake and quiver. Her pussy clamps down around my cock. It's intense. I feel her go slightly limp as her muscles lose all voluntary control and pleasure seizes her body.

  That's why. The cause of her orgasm. The rod that's pistoning into her box.

  My 12-inch, thick, throbbing, pole of a cock. It swings between my legs and one taste of it and you'll be fucking begging me for more. You'll do whatever I fucking ask for another lick. Another taste. Another fuck.

  My cock will make you worship it. It'll make you fucking beg and plead. And it'll make you cum like you've never, ever, fucking cum before.

  "Oh my fucking god!" Mandy screams and her body writhes like that of a woman possessed.

  I look down past Mandy.

  I may have forgotten to tell you where I am. I'm in the team skybox room of Nailers Arena. Today is the first day of the regular season and it's the Nailers' first game at their refurbished stadium in East Rutherford, New Jersey. The crowd is waiting for kick-off and I was gazing at the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows i
n the skybox when Mandy Marsten, the head cheerleader for the Nailers, came to see me.

  "Admiring the view?" she asked me, walking in. We hadn't talked much before, but I can fucking tell when someone's giving me the eye and she has been eye-fucking me all fucking week. But so do a lot of women, so I just go with the flow.

  "Maybe I was looking in the wrong direction," I said, walking toward her.

  In hindsight it seems unreal because I had just walked up to her and reached over and pulled her close. Before I knew it, the few clothes that she had on were off, and on the ground. She was sucking my cock like a fucking pro in five minutes and bending over the table looking out at the crowd through those same floor-to-ceiling windows in ten.

  I gotta say though, if we had to pick any place to have sex, this would be it. This room, with its fucking plush leather couches and mahogany wood trimmings screams to have people fuck in it.

  All the better when it's game day and you have 150,000 screaming fans who don't know you're about to bust a fucking nut high above their heads.

  I can feel myself getting close to my own fucking orgasm. It's going to be fucking intense. Already I see Mandy begin to blink a couple of times as she comes out of the pleasure-coma that I put her into. Her chest is heaving and she's winded, with fucking sweat dripping down her back. It's a fucking beautiful sight.

  But like all good things, shit has to get in the fucking way. Something has to come and fuck it all up.

  I look up to see the roving camera pan the crowd. Normally, it wouldn't make too much of a difference but the fucking camera that's displaying on the Jumbotron is slowly panning over the crowd, and people are cheering when they see their faces—until it pans over to the skybox and they see that I'm fucking Mandy doggie style, straight on the Jumbotron.

  That's fucking right. Its got me right there, on a 33 foot by 110 foot screen. My head is bobbing and Mandy’s face is grimacing.

  At first, people don't know what to fucking make of it. I mean, this has got to be the largest porno viewing in the history of the fucking world.