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Chapter 20; Same team, same block.

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BELLA

The rest of the morning dragged in heavy silence after I overheard Alex’s call with Lauren.

I kept my eyes glued to my screen, pretending to focus on the Thompson revisions, but my mind kept replaying every word I’d caught.

The exhaustion in his voice. The way he defended me even while pushing me away. The raw pain when he talked about Emily needing stability. It made everything feel heavier the guilt, the want, the impossible pull between us.

Alex worked quietly beside me. No lingering
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  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 28; Morning surprise

    BELLASunlight spilled through the half-open blinds, warm and golden across Alex’s bed. I woke slowly, body heavy and wonderfully sore in all the right places. Alex’s arm was still draped over my waist, his chest warm against my back, breathing deep and steady. For a moment I just lay there, savoring the quiet intimacy the way his fingers rested possessively on my hip, the faint scent of his skin mixed with last night’s passion still lingering in the sheets.I smiled to myself. Last night had been everything. Rough and commanding when I needed it, slow and deep when we both craved closeness. He had taken me like he owned me, and I had given myself to him completely. No guilt in those hours. Just us.But reality always finds its way in.I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. 8:47 a.m.“Shit,” I whispered, sitting up quickly. “I was supposed to leave before sunrise.”Alex stirred behind me, his hand sliding up my bare back. His voice was sleep-rough and warm. “Stay a little longer.

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 27; His house, his rules

    BELLA I stood on Alex’s porch with my pulse thrumming in my ears. The house looked warm and familiar from all the childhood visits, but tonight it felt entirely new.Emily was at her mom’s for the night, and the text Alex had sent after work had been simple and direct: Come over. Door’s unlocked if you’re ready.I was ready.I knocked once, then let myself in like he’d told me to.The living room lights were low. Alex was waiting in the hallway, leaning against the wall in a black button-down with the sleeves rolled up. The moment our eyes met, the air changed. No more pretending. No more careful distance. Just raw, open want.“You actually came,” he said, voice low and a little rough, like he’d been holding his breath.“I told you I would.” I stepped closer, heels clicking softly on the hardwood. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”A slow smile curved his mouth. He pushed off the wall and closed the distance between us in three strides. His hand slid to the small of my back, pu

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 26; Our dangerous new normal

    BELLARemember when I said that was going to be the first and last time I and Alex hooked up ? Well I was wrong. Two weeks had passed since the coastal retreat, but it felt like two lifetimes.Seattle greeted us with its usual gray drizzle, the kind that soaked through your coat and your resolve at the same time. I told myself every morning that today would be different. Today I would sit at my desk, keep my eyes on the screen, and remember that Alex was my father’s best friend and business partner nothing more. But the moment I stepped off the elevator and saw him already at his desk, sleeves rolled up, silver threading through his dark hair, the lie crumbled.We tried.God, we tried.The first few days were almost believable. Polite nods. Short, clipped emails about the Thompson account. Careful distance when we passed in the hallway. I caught him watching me sometimes, the same hungry look from the cabin flickering across his face before he forced it away. I did the same steal

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 25; Morning after

    Bella Sunlight crept through the cabin windows, pale and hesitant after the storm. I woke slowly, body heavy with delicious exhaustion, tucked against Alex’s chest. His arm was draped over my waist, warm and possessive even in sleep. The sheets smelled like sweat, sex, and him. For one quiet moment, everything felt perfect.Then the guilt arrived.It settled in my chest like cold stone. We had crossed every line last night. Multiple times. I could still feel the echoes of him the stretch, the depth, the way he had taken me so thoroughly I’d lost count of how many times I came. My thighs ached. My neck bore faint marks from his mouth. Between my legs, I was tender and still faintly slick with the evidence of what we’d done.I shifted slightly, and Alex stirred. His arm tightened around me for a heartbeat before reality hit him too. His body went tense. I felt the exact moment awareness flooded back.“Morning,” I whispered, not quite ready to meet his eyes.“Morning,” he replied, vo

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 24; Finally

    BELLAHis mouth crashed down on mine again, harder this time, like he’d finally snapped the last chain holding him back.My hand was still pressed against the thick, hard length of him through his sweatpants, and when I squeezed, he groaned into the kiss a deep, guttural sound that vibrated straight between my legs.“Not stopping tonight,” he repeated against my lips, voice wrecked and dark. “I can’t anymore.”I didn’t want him to.“Take me,” I whispered, the words trembling with need.Alex didn’t hesitate.He stood, pulling me up with him in one smooth motion. His hands were everywhere shoving my robe off my shoulders, tugging my damp pajama top over my head, yanking my shorts and panties down my legs until I stood completely naked in front of him. Lightning flashed again, illuminating every inch of my bare skin, and his eyes raked over me like he wanted to devour me whole.“Fuck, Bella,” he breathed, hands sliding down my sides, gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks. “You’re

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 23; No more holding back

    BELLA The power stayed out.Darkness wrapped around us like a secret, the only light coming from occasional flashes of lightning that painted the cabin in stark white for split seconds. Rain hammered the roof. Thunder rolled like distant cannon fire. But none of it mattered anymore.Alex’s forehead rested against mine, his breath ragged and hot against my lips. His hand was still curled around the back of my neck, fingers threaded into my damp hair. I could feel the tremor in his touch the last fraying thread of his control.“Fuck,” he whispered again, voice raw and broken.I didn’t speak. I simply tilted my head the tiniest bit, closing that final inch.Our lips met.There was no hesitation this time. No gentle testing. No pulling away.The kiss was hungry. Desperate. Years of stolen glances and almost-moments exploding all at once.Alex groaned deep in his throat and took complete control.He pinned me back against the couch cushions with his body, one strong hand still gripping t

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 22; Storm and surrender

    BELLAThe last day of the coastal retreat had been productive on paper morning strategy sessions, afternoon brainstorming walks along the rocky beach, and a team dinner where everyone laughed and toasted to the new client.But underneath it all, the tension between Alex and me had only grown thick

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 21; Rain and reckoning

    BELLAThe rain started the moment we left Seattle.It came down in steady sheets, turning the highway into a shimmering ribbon of gray. I sat in the passenger seat of Alex’s SUV, hands folded tightly in my lap, watching the wipers slice back and forth across the windshield. The coastal retreat was

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 19; Eaves dropping on a storm.

    BELLA The morning after the family dinner felt heavier than usual. Dad’s toast still rang in my ears “To the best partnership in Seattle” while Alex and I had sat across the table avoiding each other’s eyes like guilty teenagers.Emily’s innocent questions from her office visit yesterday kept

  • Loving my fathers best friend    Chapter 18; Innocent questions

    ALEX I sat at my desk staring at the same email for what felt like the hundredth time, the words blurring together.Sleep had been almost nonexistent since THE blow-up with Bella. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face the way it crumpled when I called her a needy little whore. The shame in h

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