All Chapters of Hot Daddy’s Best Friend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

The voice rang ever so familiar. I froze in place as my dream replayed in my mind. The sound, the tone—everything felt the same. But my memory faded before I could fully recall his voice. Maybe it was just my illusion, I thought.I excused myself quietly and stepped away from the lively conversation, heading towards my room. But after just a few steps, my father’s voice halted me.“Fiona got admission into your university, isn’t that exquisite? Come here, girl,” he called.Typically, my parents would treat me like a princess in front of everyone but like an outcast in private.I rolled my eyes subtly and turned back to the grownups, forcing a polite smile.“How brilliant, Fiona,” Marian muttered, her tone dripping with false sweetness. “Your mother was telling me that you love art. I’m sure your tiny hands will grow some muscle by the time you resume.”Her words stung more than I wanted to admit. Her voice carried that familiar bitterness I’d always noticed from our neighbor’s wife. I

“What… how did you know my room?” I asked, hands trembling as he led himself into the room, pushing my steps back towards the wall. His hand rested on the wall behind me, pinning me in place. I had consumed my mind with thoughts on how to find him in this gigantic school, I wanted him there and he stepped in just in time, but how? It’s barely just a few hours since I arrived. His hand wandered on my skin and my thoughts disappeared, melting me into the pleasure. “Do you remember this room bunny?” He asked, his deep husky voice sent chills down my spin, thugging my thigh. That name—only he calls me that, the man in my dreams. Could he be? “No,” I gasped “please” I pleaded as I leaned into the sensation that his fingers pressed close to my entrance, begging for more of his touch. My body quivered, my toes curled, I could already feel my orgasm coming so close and I hoped it wasn't a dream again as I slid my clit over his fingers faster and moaned.“Just like that bunny, slide that cun

“None of your business, clumsy,” I answered curtly.“Yo, relax, babes. At this point, you might fight me for every little thing,” he teased. I rolled my eyes, doing my best to ignore his charming face. He looked much more handsome now that I was actually calm enough to notice him. Paris, on the other hand, was all kitten-eyed over him until I nudged her back to her senses.“Can I at least sit with you guys?” he asked, but before I could answer, Paris jumped in.“Sure, please… you can sit beside me,” she muttered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. I shot her a quick glance, then looked back at Jude before giving him a slight nod.“Thanks,” he said, slouching into the bench in front of us. “So, care to share where you guys are going? I like fun things too, you know.”“Like I said—”“Hun, we’re heading to a restaurant later this evening to get some real food. I’m sure you agree this isn’t food,” she cut in.First, she interrupted me. Now, she was chattering all over Jude. She real