All Chapters of Risky Moments With My Dad's Bestfriend: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Brielle’s POVTwo weeks after Daxton.Two weeks of blocking, deleting, muting, of choosing peace over chaos.His number? Gone.His pictures? Deleted.Every trace of him erased like bad code from a broken program.And, surprisingly, the silence that followed wasn’t empty.It was calm.He tried for a few days with new accounts, mutual friends dropping “he said he misses you”messages. But by the second week, he’d stopped.Or maybe I’d just stopped caring.I buried myself in assignments, debugging sessions, and late-night coding with Mirren and Grail.The campus felt different now ... lighter somehow.Still, sometimes I’d catch myself wondering if he’d walk by.Then I’d remember what I saw ... and I’d push the thought away.Friday came with a group text from Leslie:> Birthday Party. 8PM. My hostel lounge. Come alive or don’t come at all.Mirren grinned when she saw it.“We’re going.”“I have a deadline.

Brielle’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the smell.Not antiseptic or alcohol or perfume ... but him.That sharp, clean scent of cedar and soap that always seemed to follow Desmond like a quietsignature. It filled the room, soft and familiar in a way that made my chest tighten.When I blinked my eyes open, sunlight spilled across the cream-colored curtains. The sheetsbeneath me were cool, smooth but not mine.And the moment I turned my head and saw the navy-blue throw on the chair, the one Desmondalways kept folded perfectly ... realization hit me.I was in Desmond’s room.On Desmond’s bed.For a moment I just lay there, frozen. My heart thudded, my throat dry. I’d been in his housebefore, yes, but his room? Never.I sat up slowly, the blanket falling away from my shoulders. I was wearing a large gray t-shirtthat nearly reached mid-thigh. His t-shirt.And underneath...I looked down, my face flushing. No bra. Ju

Desmonds povShe obeyed, her breath shaky.I slid them down...slowly, kissing the inside of her thighs as I went.Then I paused.She was bare. Soft. Ready.I looked up one last time."Breathe, baby."And then I leaned in...and kissed her right where she needed me most.Her hands flew to my head, fingers clenching in my hair."God-"Her back arched as I traced a path along her. Just exploring at first...light kisses, gentle touches.She was sensitive, I could tell...every movement making her shudder."You doing okay?" I asked, pausing.She nodded, breathless."Please… don't stop."A satisfied smile tugged at my lips.I let out a slow breath, just taking her in."You're so beautiful," I murmured...awed."Soft… perfect… glistening."The delicate pink folds were slick with need, already swollen from my touch. Every inch of herwas smooth, untouched...and mine to cherish."The pretties

Desmond’s PovI drove into her harder...each thrust deep and relentless, our bodies slapping together in arhythm that felt primal, inevitable. Her walls tightened around me, fluttering with every snap ofmy hips. She was close...so close...I could feel it in the way she trembled beneath me, in thebroken gasps escaping her lips.“Look at me,” I demanded.Her eyes flew open...glassy with pleasure, pupils blown wide.“That’s right,” I growled.“You’re not looking away. You’re going to see who’s making you come.”She whimpered as I shifted slightly...the next thrust hitting deeper than before...and her backarched off the bed.“Yes! Right there!”I smirked through clenched teeth.“You love it when I fuck you like this? When I take what’smine?”“Yes! Yes! Desmond!” Her voice cracked on my name as she teetered on the edge.And then she shattered...her body clamping down around me like a vise, pulse after pul

Brielle’s POVWhen we pulled up to my house, my stomach twisted. My mom was already standing at thedoor, phone in hand, yelling before I’d even opened the car door.“Brielle! Where on earth have you been? Do you know what time it is? I called you fifteen times!”I stepped out, guilt already tightening in my throat ... but then she saw Desmond behind me. Herwhole expression changed. Relief flooded her face, and she hurried toward us.“Oh my goodness,” she gasped, placing a hand on her chest.God! I thought something happened!”“You were with Desmond? Thank“Mrs. Quinn,” Desmond greeted politely, stepping forward.There was… a situation at the party.”“I’m really sorry she didn’t pick up.My mother’s smile vanished as fast as it appeared.“What kind of situation?”Desmond’s tone hardened slightly.“Daxton tried to take advantage of her. I stopped him.”Her eyes widened, and for a heartbeat she just s