Todos los capítulos de Craving My Best Friend's Daddy: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

“Fuck, baby, right there. Yeah, don’t stop.”I froze. My feet freeze to the floor. The door was open just a little, but it was enough for me to see everything.The ugly sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. I could hear the wet moans and the headboard banging the wall violently.My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.“No, no. This isn't what I think it is,” I whispered to myself. But I didn't want to believe something like that was actually happening . I pushed the door open just a little more, just enough to see the two naked bodies tangled in the sheets.I knew those tattoos and that back. Even those strong arms wrapped around the woman’s waist.“Harder, harder. Fuck me harder.”That voice. God, I knew that voice my whole life.I stepped into the room in careful steps, my lips trembling.“Brandon?” My voice cracked between shock.The bed stopped moving immediately, and my boyfriend, Brandon, pulled back and looked at me with wide eyes. His face was flushed with i

I swallowed hard, my heart racing, as my cheeks burned when he started walking toward us, his eyes never leaving mine.His jaw tightened, as I watched his chest move with a slow, deep breath like he was trying to keep his cool. I knew he recognized me, but I tried not to make my shaky body obvious.My heart was racing so fast I thought I would pass out that minute.Bella smiled, completely clueless. “Aria, this is my dad, Mr. Nicholas King.” She turned to him. “Dad, this is Aria, my best friend. The one I told you about.”His lips parted like he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words, as his eyes had this unreadable feeling while they burned into mine in a weird, kind of way.I tried to speak but my throat suddenly became dry. “N- Nice to meet you, Mr. Nicholas.”He raised his brow. “Nice to meet you too, Aria.”His voice was the same deep voice that whispered filthy words in my ear last night.I forced a shaky smile out, but then, Bella’s phone buzzed. She pulled it out

Shopping with Bella was supposed to help me clear my head. But how could I think straight when her dad was walking so close behind me, brushing his hand against me every chance he got, intentionally?Nicholas pushed the shopping cart while Bella buzzed around, picking dresses and shoes like nothing was wrong.His knuckles brushed against my hand again, sending another wicked shock through my skin.“Stop,” I whispered under my breath, walking faster ahead.He kept up, his voice low behind me. “You are mine, baby girl. Running is useless.”I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw something at him. But I could not. Not here. At least, not in front of Bella.I picked up a red lace dress and shoved it at him. “What about this? Would your daughter look good in this?”His eyes dropped to the dress, then slowly slid over my body. “It would look better on you, baby girl."“Gosh! So annoying”. I hissed, as my chest tightened. But my body still burned for him, even when I hated myself for it.Bella

My heart thudded violently as I followed Nicholas into his room. My legs felt weak beneath me, but I kept moving, drawn to him with a need I couldn't suppress. I still wanted him. Desperately.The door shut behind us with a soft click. Before I could even speak, he turned and pressed me against it, his body heavy against mine. His lips brushed against my ear, his breath hot."You are mine tonight, baby girl," he murmured, his voice low and thick with hunger. "No more running."Before I could respond, his mouth crushed mine. He kissed me hard, claiming every inch of my mouth, his tongue sliding in with possessive force I couldn't control, as I moaned into the kiss while his hands grabbed my waist and dragged me closer, grinding his hard cock against me through our clothes.I melted into him, my fingers clenching his shirt, holding on as his kiss deepened and his body devoured mine. My mind went blank. And all I could feel was him.His hand slid under my dress and without hesitation, hi

Aria’s POVBy noon, I had officially moved in.Bella moved around me like an excited bee, carrying fresh bedsheets, soft decorative pillows, and a basket filled with her favorite self-care items into the guest room."Okay, so technically it's still the guest room," she said, tossing a throw blanket on the bed, "but think of it as yours now. No one else gets to sleep here but you."I gave her a small smile, feeling thankful, even though my stomach twisted every time I remembered that it's her dad that actually owned the house."You’re really sure about this?" I asked, watching her arrange the pillows with a level of focus like it was serious business."Absolutely," she said, giving me a playful wink. "I love having you here. And besides, Dad won’t mind."Well, that wasn’t true.Nicholas already minded, but not in the way Bella thought.He actually didn’t care that I was staying over, but he only cared because he couldn’t touch me the way he wanted to.***An hour later, there was a knoc