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54. Fuck you on that table

Auteur: Oluwafunmito Star
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-15 22:46:09

Tessa couldn’t bring herself to look at Sebastian after everything that went down last night. She had tried to lie to herself by blaming her lack of self-control on the little alcohol she consumed, but even that wasn’t working. She didn’t have enough to get her inebriated.

She was aware of everything unfolding. She had asked for it. She craved it. Wanted Sebastian to fuck her. Right now, as she stood watching him converse with the workers on the site, she was appalled by the intensity of her ne
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  • Craving My Best Friend’s Dad   65. Sweet temptation

    ‘Is Daddy willing to come check something in my room tonight?’That was the text message that drove Julian to Tessa’s door that evening. By the time he entered the room, she was facing the mirror, clad in a sheer nightdress that draped softly over her frame. The fabric barely concealed anything. His cock jerked at the sight of her, and when she turned to face him, Julian knew he wanted to fuck her in front of that damn mirror.Fuck whatever reason she called him here, he would have her first. He stopped behind her, close enough that she could feel the heat of him.“Daddy,” she muttered.For a long moment, he didn’t speak. He just stood there, watching her with keen eyes. Impatience grew within her. She whirled, about to face him.“Don’t move.” He closed the distance between them in four long strides. “Stay right there.” He got to her, his touch skimming her back, leaving lines of sensation that caused her to shiver. “Is this the reason you called me over to your room?” He squeezed he

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Dad   64. A tale from the past

    Tessa nodded. Her eyes had watered up as Julian moved slowly inside her. Not pushing too deeply because he was trying to get Bianca on the call again. When the phone rang again, he picked up, setting the call to loudspeaker.“Hey, Bianca.” He dropped the phone on the table. His thrusts had gotten harder now. Tessa shook her head, muffling her sounds.“Julian,” a soft laugh left the older woman from her end, followed by information about a new business she had just ventured into with some Italian clients, and she wanted Julian to look into it and invest.He pulled Tessa closer to his body, spreading her legs wider. She shut her eyes, stifling her moans as he thrust in and out of her with very fast, sweet pokes that almost drove her insane.While Bianca talked on, Julian placed his mouth on her breasts, dragging the nipple until they were sore. “And what did you do after that?” He seemed so composed, but Tessa was losing it where she sat receiving his strokes.She couldn’t scream. She c

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Dad   63. Contain your moans, little whore.

    He brought his fingers up again, gingerly working them down her belly button until they rested between her thighs. Tessa’s eyes dropped. Her body was thrumming with anticipation.“How do you want me to fuck you, little whore?” He asked as he eased her panties down her legs. He parted her thighs wider without warning, to make room for his touch. Then he brushed his fingers against her sensitive skin, teasing her clitoris, drawing sharp shivers from her. “You are always so ready for me.”A finger went in deeper to stretch her. “Always ready for Daddy.” Another finger joined in, flicking her wet folds. He thrust in and out slowly, noting how she melted into his touch. She bucked her hips to receive his slow strokes until he couldn’t keep the slow pace anymore. Her soft moans dragged grunts from him. She was hot, fucking perfect around his thick fingers.“You are so tight. Fuck.” He thrust mindfully, giving her the full taste of pleasure she had been denied for weeks. “Do you love my fin

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Dad   62. All yours

    Tessa glared away from Julian, displeasure simmering beneath her silence. She had mixed feelings about what he had done. Not certain whether to be mad at him or thank him for sending Dylan out of Velmark, out of her life.She was at the office when she received a call from Maribel, informing her about Dylan’s deportation from Velmark on the charge of assault. Julian had friends in the government—the only reason this was possible in less than a week after their encounter.Now that she was back home, alone with him in the living room, she’d been pacing, not sure what her reaction should be. She had clearly told him she could handle him.“He’s a threat.” Julian approached with slow strides. “I couldn’t just sit back and watch him walk freely within Velmark, knowing you could walk into him again.” “You didn’t have to send him out of Velmark.” Why was she taking sides with him after everything he did to her? The question bothered her. “I was only trying to protect you.” She studied how h

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Dad   61. Coincindence

    Maribel approached them, her face etched with confusion. Tessa slid away, knowing she had to quickly come up with something to distract her from the position she had seen them in. As if running into Dylan wasn’t enough, Maribel had to meet them, almost pressed against each other. It’d been a rough day for her, but she had to play it off now and hoped that her best friend wouldn’t suspect anything.“Thank you, Mr. Anderson.” Tessa sniffled, brushing at her cheeks, wiping away the fresh tears that had quickly formed.Maribel halted in front of them, her eyes darting between her best friend and her father. “What happened, Tessa? Why are you crying?” Worry and fatigue colored her tone. She edged closer to her friend, gathering her in her arms. “What happened, Dad?” Her gaze fell back on Julian.Julian stared down at Tessa as if he was quietly asking if he should respond to his daughter’s question.“Your dad saved me from Dylan.” Tessa quickly came to their rescue. “I ran into him and he…

  • Craving My Best Friend’s Dad   60. Ruined date

    Tessa’s knuckles whitened, her fists clenching as Dylan approached her with a big grin forming on his face. After everything he did to her, the bastard had the nerve to smile in her face.He halted a few inches away from her as if he was trying to maintain some distance between them. “It’s been a while, Tessa.” Dylan’s lips curled in a sly smile, his gaze traveling over her body, assessing her. “Who knew we would meet again in a bowling alley? It’s been months. How have you been?” He stretched out a palm, expecting her to slide hers atop like the fool she used to be.Tessa studied him quietly. Grey shirt and black denim. His beard was fuller. His hair looked almost unkempt. He still looked the same—tall and lean, but was a little bit scruffy now. He looked broke. Guess he had finished spending the money he stole from her.“What are you doing here?” Anger flared inside her. It was crazy that she randomly thought of him some minutes ago, and he was right there in front of her. What was h

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