Lahat ng Kabanata ng In Love With My Dad's Best Friend : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Scott's POV It was quite difficult to focus on work when my mind wasn't at ease. I should have taken her to school. Did she even know how to get there? These thoughts kept ringing in my head, jabbing at my conscience. Unable to focus on work, I contacted the school. That way, I can make certain she's alright and make her first day cool. "Samantha, move any appointments or meetings I may have to later." "Yes boss!" my assistant's voice buzzed from the intercom. I got to the school thirty minutes later. They had arranged a mini art display, except the students had to create one in a small time frame. I was able to watch them through the surveillance. My Eliana looked so focused. Wait, my Eliana? Where did that come from? Well, I didn't want my presence announced just yet so watching through the screen was the best option. It seemed on the first day, Eliana had already somehow acquired an enemy. I couldn't really hear them, I got the expressions and body language. "Let's

Scott's POV There was both joy and guilt. As happy as I was, I knew it was not a good thing—wasn't right at all. Time passed in a rush, putting an end to a work-filled day. I got a call from a friend. "What's up, man? I'm heading out for a drink, mind joining me?" His voice buzzed from the other end. "Sure. Where?" I asked. "At the usual." He didn't have to say more. I knew where he was talking about. I've lost count of the number of times he'd dragged my drunk ass out of the bar and how many times I've done the same for him. This was a good opportunity to stay out late and avoid the inevitable temptation that awaited me. All Eliana had to do was be present, and I'd lose control. She didn't even have to do anything to get me aroused—just the sight of her, the scent of her, and sometimes, when she wasn't there, it took just the thought of her. I got to the bar. My friend, Kennedy, was sitting at our usual spot with a bitch in hand. "Finally! I thought you'd never get here," he sa

Scott's POV "I'll fuck you so hard right now, but I promise to give you all the gentleness you deserve later," I whispered into her ear. I knew she deserved way better than being fucked like a dirty slut, but that was all I needed at the moment. She seemed happy about getting brutally fucked. I slammed into her so hard that the sound our bodies made was loud. Her slick pussy gripped my cock real good, driving me crazy. Control be damned! What was the need to hold back when I could enjoy all that comes with letting pleasure lead? "Fuck my pussy so hard, daddy. Ruin that good little pussy," she said with a smile. I did as she asked, and I watched her lips form an O as she gasped and moaned. "Scott!" She screamed my name. A small smile spread on my lips. I smacked her to correct her. When we're fucking, I'm not Scott—I'm Daddy. For some reason, that makes it even more enjoyable and exciting. "Fuck! Yes, daddy... Argghh!" Eliana screamed and moaned as I rammed her pussy. I kissed her

Scott's POV Last night was amazing. After two mind-blowing cum, we cuddled until dawn. I stared at Eliana, who was still sleeping peacefully with her arm around me. A smile plastered on my face as I recalled all we'd done a few hours ago. There was no guilt. I had expected guilt to set in, but it hadn't. Maybe I had finally accepted this... whatever it was. The sex was good, way too good, but that wasn't the best part. Memories replayed in my head. “There's a lot I want to do to you... I can't wait to take that little ass,” I had told her last night, after another soul-rocking climax. “Do whatever you want to me, daddy, I'm all yours,” she replied breathlessly, gasping for air. I smiled and hovered over her. “Are you sure, Eli?” “Yes, daddy.” She giggled, wrapped her hands around my neck, and pulled me down for a kiss. Her hands roamed my body, from my back to my hair, and then lower. I could feel my cock harden once more; she felt it too. “I must admit, I'm a little worn out, but

Writer's POV Moments of pleasure could sometimes be the reason for doom. Somewhere in the shadows were eyes that saw what was not supposed to be seen. A few unnoticed flashes while Scott was cock-deep into Eliana, table shaking with the ferocity of each thrust. A solid story that was worth feasting on. Scott may have managed to push back the guilt of fucking his best friend's daughter, but when another secret comes to light and this too is revealed, would he be able to deal with the guilt then? I put my pen down on the desk, staring out the window, wondering what happens next. Still nothing, so I picked up my pen, praying for some miracle. The characters of both Scott and Eliana had a mind of their own, pushing the story in a far more different direction than I had imagined. Some findings were carried out by the figure in the shadows. Somehow, this person managed to contact an important person—a woman... an interesting piece in the plot to play out soon. “This can't be...” She ga