Falling for My Dad's Best Friend

Contains explicit content, do not read if not above 18

"Mmm.....Yes......Arghhh"

My dad's best friend had both of my hands tied with handcuffs at the head side of the bed.

My legs were tied with rope to the ceiling leaving both my legs hung in the air for my dad's best friend to grant easy access to my pussy. He glasses at me, a smile of pleasure escapes his lips one that made me swallow a hard lump down my throat, knowing how I was about to get brutally fucked.

BEFORE IT ALL BEGAN

The bell rang, signalling the end of the class.

“And that's it for today. Make sure you read your biology textbook for the upcoming final exams. Have a lovely weekend,” Mrs. Gina said.

She barely finished speaking before the students rushed out of their seats.

I remained where I was for a moment, staring through the window at the rain pouring outside.

Of all days, I had come to college without my car.

Jake was supposed to give me a ride home, but he was nowhere to be found.

I pulled out my phone and texted him.

You're not in class. Where are you?

My phone rang almost immediately.

“Uh, Mira, I'm sorry, but I went home earlier,” Jake said.

I frowned. “It's raining, and I didn't bring my car.”

“I'll talk to you later, Mira.”

“Wait, what the—”

The call ended.

I stared at my phone in disbelief.

What was he up to?

With a frustrated sigh, I dialled my dad.

He answered on the third ring, but it wasn't his voice that greeted me.

“Bella, your dad is in a conference briefing. He'll be busy for the next six hours.”

Lucian.

My father's best friend.

His voice was deep and low and so fucking sexy.

"Uh.. okay" I answered stuttering. The man's voice alone was enough to turn me on.

“Do you have an urgent message for him?”

“I'm at college, and it's raining. I didn't bring my car.”

There was a brief pause.

“I'll come and get you. Wait there.”

Before I could ask how long he'd be, the call ended.

I stared at the screen.

Did he even remember which college I attended?

Thirty minutes passed.

Then an hour.

I was sitting in the reception area, my fingers growing numb from the cold, when I finally gave up waiting.

I secured my phone inside my purse and stepped outside.

The rain immediately soaked through my clothes.

“Mirabella!”

I looked up.

A red Ferrari pulled up in front of the building.

Lucian sat behind the wheel.

I hurried toward the car and climbed inside, immediately relieved to be under a roof.

"You're wet" He said and instantly, I felt heat spread between my legs.

I pressed my thighs together and swallowed hard.

I was wet from the rain alone but immediately he spoke, I felt the wetness in my pussy. I curked softly my breath.

“You made me wait for an entire hour. I thought you'd forgotten about me.”

“Is that anger I hear?”

There was amusement in his voice, but his expression remained unreadable.

“No, sir.”

His eyebrow lifted.

I looked away.

He drove through the city in silence until we reached the enormous gates of his estate. He signalled to the guard, and the gates opened.

I looked at him in confusion.

“Why did you bring me to your house?”

“Your parents won't be coming home tonight.”

I frowned.

“I can't leave you alone at home in this weather. You'll stay here tonight.”

I folded my arms.

“I am twenty. I’m not the little girl you used to carry around anymore, you know.”

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?”