Todos os capítulos de A Dirty Secret With My Best Friend’s Dad : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

~Sienna~ “Not at all,” comes Norman’s swift response. “At least not anymore.” Nova frowns, glancing at me. “Sea? What happened?” She walks over to me. I force a smile, my lips try to move but no words come out. My heart keeps racing, I can only smile foolishly as I struggle with what to tell her. Surely, I can’t tell my best friend her father is here to see me because I have cramps. But I can’t stop thinking about what almost happened. Nova has a spare key to my house. What if she’d use it and she meets me with her father’s cock deep in my throat? I sigh, thanking the stars. She often forgets her spare key and I just can’t be more grateful right now. “She’s having stomach pains. I had to let her take the day off.” Norman says again. I sigh in relief. What a lifesaver. “You’ve been home all day?” Nova squeals, her hands grabbing my arms. “Why don’t you call me? I thought you’d be at work that’s why I didn’t call you?” “How are you now?” She goes all mother hen, fan

~Sienna~“Come over here,” Norman says as the door closes behind me.His jacket is discarded somewhere on the couch, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his forearms. He leans into his seat, his eyes trailing my every step.“Here,” he parts his thigh, shifting back his chair for more room.I walk around the desk, swinging my hips and sitting on his lap, my back resting on his chest.My butt nestles perfectly against his semi-hard length.His hands settle on my waist. He moves one hand down my lap, drawing meaningless lines on the fabric.I sigh softly. The heat of his fingers tickles my skin. I bite my lips, my eyes trained on the door like it could open any moment.My heart beats violently against my ribs. My pussy is soaked, drenched and swollen.I’m so fucking messily wet right now. I feel the burns and the stickiness between my thighs.I haven’t been able to see him all day. He’s been attending exclusive meetings after meetings. But he didn’t forget to send me lunch.I’ve been o

~Sienna~This is fucking crazy.I’m going to end up in Glory’s bad records if I’m not careful with my cussing.But why not?I have to run up the stairs to my office to make amends and run back down the stairs to her office for approval.It’s so crazy.Every time my tongue slips, she gives me an eye, warning me silently.I miss Norman.Four fucking days of his trip and my heart has entered a shallow deep hole.Everything just seems meaningless. All the laughter is dry.I’m reminded of him in everything I see. He’s wound up his way into my life. I wonder what he’s doing at this moment. If he’s thinking about me too?I can’t count how many times I’d stare at his office door waiting for him to come out from behind it. Or how many times I’ve stared at my phone waiting for him to respond to the text message from the day before.Yes, he explains himself that things are too tight, but my heart doesn’t understand.I want him. I need him.My eyes sting as I walk down the hallway to the elevator

~Sienna~I tighten my hands on the cover, nestling deeper into bed and my body shivers from the chilly feeling. I feel so fucking cold without a reason now I’m scared I’m coming down with flu or malaria maybe.This isn’t how I plan on spending my weekend, yes, I want to stay home but not in bed all day and shaking like someone drenched in rain.My head hurts, it feels heavy on my neck and it’s hot too. I just want to sleep and wake up to it gone, if not then I will have to call Nova to come over so I don’t end up dead in my room alone.My head turns at the ringing tune of my phone and I reach for it on the nightstand. Norman’s name boldly dances on the screen, and my body warms up at the sight of his name, I almost feel better just seeing his call.I click the button and press the phone to my ear, his dark, deep voice whispers my name in the way only he knows to make my body purr at his voice.“Hi,” I croak, my hot breath fans my lips.“Are you alright?” his voice picks, sharpening wi

~Sienna|~ My hands flex on his thighs, the warmth of them seeping into my palms. He perches on the edge of his desk, his legs caging me on both sides as I lean into him. My eyes follow the movement of his hands as they pop open my shirt button one by one, revealing creamy white flesh, then my red bra. My tits swell over the top of the bra, my nipples, rock hard pointing through the lace. His hands stop just as my whole tits are in his face. He exhales, his breath hits my chest, hot and my body shudders. He pulls down the cup of my bra, and he leans forward pressing his nose in the valley between my tits. “Ahhh.” I gasp, my hands digging into his flesh. His head moves to the side and his mouth sucks in a nipple. His tongue flattens, sucking on it like he’s trying to drink me. I sway. My feet stumble and my hands grab onto his shoulder quickly. A soft sigh rolls off my tongue. I move one hand up and weave it into his hair. Soft. Thick. I close my eyes, my lips press together