RAW WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S DAAD Chapter 1

  Every normal person would be excited to stay over at their best friend's house for one month, getting to spend the whole month with their best friend, but Nina was more excited for something else:

Marcus, her best friend's dad.

You might be wondering why she's more excited about her best friend's dad than about her own best friend.

Well...let's just say ...she's not like every normal person.

Because she doesn't see her best friend's dad as a father-like figure, she sees him as a man...one she wants.

Sick? Inappropriate? Forbidden? She knows.

She knows it all; she knows she shouldn't be thinking of kissing her best friend's dad when he's talking; she knows she shouldn't be staring at his fingers with the thought of it between her legs in her head; she knows she shouldn't be looking at his pants, eyes fixed on where it shouldn't be.

She knows it all.

God knows she had tried to stop her dirty thoughts; she had even avoided her best friend's place at some point because she didn't want to see him, but she still did whenever he came to pick her best friend up back then in high school.

Yes, high school.

That's how long her filthy desires had lasted.

She had first started noticing him differently years ago, back when she was still in high school. It was innocent at first, or at least she thought it was. But the older she got, the harder it became to ignore what she felt whenever he was around.

Worse, to the point where she now touched herself every night with the image of him doing it instead in her head, and cumming with his name on her lips.

She knew all these were wrong. He was happily married, and also her best friend's dad.

"Nina!"

Nina shook her head. She walked out of her room and headed downstairs to meet her mum in the kitchen.

"Yes, mum?"

"Have you started packing your things?" Her mum asked.

"Yes, almost done," Nina replied.

"Good, when you are done, come down for dinner, okay?"

"Alright," Nina replied and headed back upstairs.

Her parents were going on a business trip for one month. The initial plan was that she would stay home herself; after all, she was legally an adult and could take care of herself.  But plans changed after she told her best friend about it, and she offered for her to stay over at their place instead.

Her parents were leaving tomorrow, and so was she.

                         —NEXT DAY—

Nina stood on the front porch of her best friend's house. She raised her hand slowly, knocking on the door. The door slid open almost immediately, and Sophie stepped out like she had been waiting behind the door.

"Babes!!!" Sophie practically yelled, throwing her arms around Nina's neck.

"Girl...you are strangling me..." Nina managed to say.

Sophie quickly pulled away, her excited smile still on. "Sorry, just missed you."

"We were together two days ago," Nina said as she dragged her suitcase inside. If she didn't make the move, Sophie wouldn't mind keeping her outside while she talked about literally everything, even the unnecessary ones.

"That's it, two days, two fucking days." Sophie pouted, following her into the house.

Nina shook her head before slumping onto the couch, completely worn out. "At least get me a cup of water." Nina rolled her eyes.

"You can have this." A deep voice said calmly.

Nina froze for a second; it was him, Marcus. She didn't need to turn to recognize that voice that does things to her.

She sat up, reaching out for the cold bottle of water. She deliberately made her finger brush past his in a split second, and damn, she almost moaned at it.

"Thanks." She managed to say before uncapping the bottle and drowning a huge chunk of water down her throat. Anyone would think she was that thirsty, but she knew she was just trying to quench the heat in her.

"They left already?" Sophie asked, referring to her parents.

"Yeah."

"Sophie, help her to the guestroom; enough with the talk." Marcus cut in on Sophie's next words.

Sophie nodded; she helped Nina with her suitcase as they headed upstairs. Nina couldn't help but throw one last glance at Marcus. He wasn't looking at her, of course; he wouldn't. He doesn't have a reason to. She was the only one with her sick desires.

  Sophie dropped Nina's suitcase beside the bed, then stared at her phone screen. "Fuck." She cursed.

"What's up?" Nina raised a brow.

"I forgot to do the grocery shopping Mom asked me to do; I gotta go," Sophie said and rushed out of the room before Nina could even utter a word. After about a minute, Nina heard the front door shut.

She dragged her suitcase and began unpacking, arranging everything inside the closet.

After she finished, she took a shower, threw on a casual floral dress and headed downstairs. She was about to take the last step down when she saw Marcus sitting on the couch, making her freeze.

Wait...they were home...alone?

Nina gulped, suddenly hyperaware of her steps. She sat beside him on the couch, a decent amount of space between them. No one said a word. The silence was killing Nina because she was now so focused on his scent, and she knew it was something she didn't want to pursue.

Nina sighed silently; she needed something to distract her. She reached for the remote on the table, and Marcus did too. Her hand reached the remote first, so his palm only covered hers.

Ohh God! Another contact!!

Nina's body boldly jolted slightly, but Marcus clearly didn't notice; he pulled his hand away and smiled at her, that type of smile a father would give his cute 3-year-old, and that annoyed Nina; he saw her as a kid.

How is he supposed to notice her if he only saw her as a kid?

Nina's internal conflict scattered the moment Marcus began leaning h closer; Nina's breath hitched. What was he doing? Why was he coming closer?

Wait...was he about to kiss her?

Nina didn't give that a second thought because her eyes went shut immediately as she leaned in a little closer to him, expecting him to kiss her but...

"Nina...are you okay?" Marcus's voice broke the little string of hope she had built.

She opened her eyes slowly, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment as Marcus stared back at her with a confused look, a small soap residue on his index finger. Nina wished the ground could open and swallow her.

She was busy thinking he was gonna kiss her, while all he wanted to do was...pick out soap residue from her hair...?