All Chapters of Pleasuring my dad's best friend : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Scott's POV One hard thrust and I'm already at the brink of shooting my cum. I slammed so hard into her, I kind of expected a scream or her asking me to stop.“You feel so fucking good, fuck!” The pleasure was so intense, it felt like I was going to explode. I felt every heart beat in my ears, my blood rushed through my veins in a different frequency.This is what it feels like to be alive, truly alive.“So fucking deep.” Her voice was strained. Her cheeks were pressed hard against the floor, my hand at the back of her neck and the hand on her hip, gripping hard while I brutally slammed into her tight pussy.“Ahhh… destroy that fucking pussy.” Her voice shook, like she was at the point of tears.That's it, baby, take it all like a good girl. I couldn't hold back my moans and grunts either. Control had no place at this moment.“Don't ever deny me, ever.”Of course she could. I don't expect her to be ready to fuck just because I wanted too. She had every right to not be in

Scott's POV “No, I say we're talking about this, Scott. If there's something I can do to put a stop to this madness, I will do it…Let me.” The force of those words stopped me in my tracks. There was something else, an emotion I couldn't quite register. It was there, in the way her voice shook, the little crack. “There is something.” I said softly, walking over to her, I gently held her face with both hands. “You'll help a lot if you're safe. Your safety is all that matters.” It's true I wanted to catch this maniac but I don't want to if it'll mean putting her in close proximity with a raging lunatic. Even Camila who had somehow gotten close enough, never got to see the face of this person. Never got the chance to get real evidence. Actually, she did but because of my hypocrisy, the need to keep the truth hidden, instead of using the evidence to convict this person, we chose to take down the evidence of the crime to keep the truth hidden. That was supposed to put a stop to

Scott's POV “I will marry you.” These words kept replaying in my head. It had to be a joke. She was definitely pranking me or something.I thought so until she came over to my side of the table with a beautiful infectious smile on her face, and handed me the ring. There was a god-damned ring! I ordered a necklace. I slid the ring on her finger. Everything seemed unreal, like a funny weird dream. It was weird because I hadn't planned to propose but it was perfect because she loved it and suddenly I loved the idea of being her fiance.“Isn't there a necklace?”I don't know why I asked but I asked anyway.Turns out, there was a necklace as well, hidden underneath the ring.After engagement comes marriage, right? A secret marriage perhaps? How do I deal with this?I can not keep our relationship a secret forever, I can't possibly take away her joy by telling her the ring and proposal thing was all a lie. How do I ask for her father's blessing without getting shot right

Scott's POV “Do you love her?” I noticed the tension in Eliana's shoulders, her breath caught. She doubted my response. Camila was quite certain of the outcome, a chance to prove her point.How we got to this point, I can't explain. “Your prince charming here can not possibly marry you not as long as your father is alive because I don't see him confessing anytime soon.” Earlier, when Camila had said those words, true as they were, filled me with a feeling of shame, embarrassment maybe.“Do I love your daughter?” I asked, taking a step forward. Pulling Eliana to my side, I felt the tension in her bones. I rubbed my hand on her back to soothe her.“I've never loved anyone like I love Eliana. She broke my resolve and gave me a love I never knew was possible.” My throat tightened but I took in a deep breath, determined not to disappoint Eliana.I saw how hurt she was the last time. I wasn't about to make the same mistake. Besides, I do love her, confessing my feelings i

Eliana's POV “Fuck my ass, please, daddy.” I repeated, hoping it would work this time. The rhythm of my hips was faster, making take deep breaths. I was fighting for control and so was Scott but our purpose were different. “Eliana…this isn't necessary. We don't have to —” “We don't, but I want to. I need you.” I would like to think that he worries about nothing when lodged deep inside me, all issues forgotten until later. That was what I wanted, what I was aiming for. Maybe I could get him to tell me more than what he'd normally share. I could tell there was so much more going on, things I was completely oblivious to. “I can't promise you that I won't lose control, Eliana. I really want to take that perfect little ass of yours but another time. Not now.” His voice sounded strained. “Fine.” I rolled over, curling up on his side, I roamed my hands over his chest. Slowly, I slid my hands inside his pants. “Let's do something else.” He opened his mouth to speak. With