All Chapters of Fallen For Best Friend’s Daddy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

46 Chapters

A Hot Stranger

Rachael's POV I walked into the room, feeling nervous but still desperate for freedom. The lights were off and I asked him not to turn them on. I loved the anonymity, it felt liberating. He gently slid the hand of my dress and unhooked my bra, so easily and that turns me on. He stands in front of me, undressing himself. His abs were visible, well-built. He had a stern look on his face. I could see his light brown eyes in the dark. My heart kept pumping, I didn't know what the feeling was, but I was loving it. "Get over here already" he added in a voice so soft it made my pussy drip. His voice was so authoritative that I could not help but obey him. "Get down on your knees already". I slid down to my knees, feeling a warm liquid in my pussy. He revealed his huge cock and it was so hard already. "Put that mouth to good use" he orders. I didn't know why I obeyed but I did. I gulped his huge cock down and my nipple hardened weirdly. "Fuck, your mouth is so tight and surprisingly good"

He is Jonathan Hills

Rachael's POV This feeling was sensational, from the way he flips me on the bed and increases his pace, I was loving all of it The hotel's cellphone rang, and he ignored it for the first few times, then, after a while, he slowly pulled it out and went over to answer it. "Yes this is Jonathan" he answers "Of course you can send her upstairs," he continues. Send who? He hangs up the phone and packs up my clothes, shoving me into the wardrobe. He said he isn't married so who could this possibly be? I hide as Jonathan opens the door, and the voice that follows is unmistakable. "Daddy!" a girl echoed. From where I stand, I see Bella step inside. And the truth immediately hits… Jonathan Hills, the man I had just lost my virginity to and shared a one-night stand with, is her best friend's father *** A few days before "Rachael, this marriage is not up for discussion" my mother's voice, calm and calculated. The tone she uses when she's already finalized and is just inf

Secret or Not?

Rachael's POV I didn't look back when leaving the room. Jonathan left the room with Bella laughing, trying to catch up. I take a while, catch my breath, and walk away before he can return. I pull the door shut quietly, my fingers trembling before me. The hallway felt too long, every step away from that room felt heavier than the last. Jonathan Hills The name burns in my mind. I keep my head down as I exit the hotel, afraid that if I lift my eyes, someone would see it written all over my face. By the time I reach my own hotel room, the adrenaline had faded, leaving guilt. I lock the door behind me, not just because of running, but because of what had just happened. My first sex was with my best friend's father. I reached for my clothes and pulled them off heading along with my panties. I go into the bathtub and turn on the shower. It felt good to have warm water washing down my body. I felt so hot! And it was because of my best friend's father? Before I realise, I slowly

Mystery Girl

Jonathan"s POV I shut the door behind me hurriedly, running back to finish the meal I was enjoying But the room is empty. I ran my hands through my dark hair, my jaw clenching. Where did she go? And who was she? To hell with that slut who ran away. I scanned the room if she had stolen anything, but everything was still in place. I reached for the drawer beside my bed and pulled it open, bringing out a bottle of lube before lying back on the bed. I gently apply the lube on my cock and begin to wank it. "Fuck" I curse under my breath, recalling how she had swirled her tongue over my cock. It was clear she had no experience, but her mouth felt so good! I could not deny that it was the tighten hole I had ever had my cock into, in my 45 years of living. Morning comes with a headache and a sense that something is wrong. Not the type of wrong that comes after a night with a hangover. It was quiet. Like I missed a detail. The hotel room is spotless, not a trace left beh

Tension at the Table

Rachael's POV "Rachael" Bella whispers I sit up in bed lazily, "What do you want now?" "You still haven't said anything about the other night" she says smirking. "There's nothing to talk about." "So where did you run off to?" "You wouldn't let me be, would you?" I sigh "Not until you give me the details." I exhale, calculating what to say in my head. "Okay fine", I pause. "I met this guy, we talked for a while, we shared a kiss and I came back to the hotel." She gives me this twisted look, and then says "Do I look like a six year old" I lay down, turning my back to her Bella has always been the one to hold my secrets, and now, I'm keeping one from her. "It's fine if you don't want to say anything", she says leaning over me. "I also have a surprise for you." Laughing softly, she turns her back on me. What could she be talking about? Before I turn to ask, we are interrupted by a knock on the door. "It's past 10 am already, you don't want The Brooks to th

Unwanted Stranger

Rachael's POV Standing at the center of the hall. Dressed sharply, holding hands with Bella. My stomach drops, my chest tightens. My heart races in a way that is almost emmbarrassing. He isn't supposed to be here, not tonight. My hands reach for the tablecloth, gripping it. My legs feel heavy, the memories of the night in France, flooding back. His voice, his touch, the way he moved "Rachael!" Bella screams in excitement. She rushes down to me, her grip tight on my hand as she pulls me forward, straight into him. Toward the man who is not supposed to exist in this version of my life. I force a smile, my eyes glued to the floor. I don't look at him yet, I can't. If I do, I might forget where I am. Who I'm meant to be tonight. Bella is glowing, " Come on, I want you to meet them properly." As if seeing him isn't already undoing me. He's standing there like nothing ever happened. Calm collected. His face is unreadable, but his eyes, those eyes, hold something sharp. "R

Wedding bells

Rachael's POVThe room is already too loud when I walk in.Fabric samples cover the long table, silks, satins, and lace in shades of ivory, champagne, and blush. The wedding planner talks endlessly about color themes and preparation, but my head is pounding. Everything feels too tight, too fast like my life is being folded into neat squares without my permission.Bella squeezes my hand beside me."You okay?" she whispers.I nod. I've mastered that response.Clinton shows up 3 hours later, walking hand in hand with a woman I've never seen before.She's beautiful in an effortless way. Long legs, glowy hair, and curved.She has her hands linked in his, as she belongs with him.They walk in together, not rushed, not apologetic. As if they're the ones doing us a favor by showing up.She sits across the table, flipping through the fabric book like she owns the place."This is Jessica," the planner says brightly. "She'll be assisting with some of the styling decisions."Assisting.I blink.A

Guilty Minds

Rachael's POVBella is already halfway out the door when she remembers."Oh Rachael," she says, spinning back toward me, her phone pressed to her ear, excitement written all over her face."Please can you do me a favor?"I sigh lightly, already knowing I'll say yes. "What is it?"She grins. "I forgot to drop off the document Dad asked for. He's been in town since after we ran into each other in France. He's staying at a hotel in the business district. I'm running late for my date and there's no way I'll make it."Her date. I glance at her elegant looking dress and her smile. She's glowing effortlessly."You want me to take it to him?" I ask."Yes. Please." She presses the envelope into my hand before I can speak. "You're the best!".I hesitate. "Bella…""Thank you. I owe you big time"And then, she's gone.I stare down at the envelope. Feeling a mixture of happiness and fear.I tell myself it's a harmless meeting. Just give it to him and leave. Five minutes max.Still, my chest tighte

What’s in it for him?

Rachael’s POV"Rachael!". Mom calls out, peeping through my door.I sit up, "Yes?""The Brooks requested that you be at their house by twelve today.""Why?"She hesitates, "I don't know. Wedding preparations or something like that".Of courseI glance at the clock. It's barely past nine. My chest tightens."Did Clinton say anything?" I ask,."No", she replies. "The message came through their office."I nod slowly, "Okay."She stays for a second longer, like she has more to say, then she leaves.I stand in front of the mirror longer than necessary, smoothing the front of my dress, practicing neutrality.I rehearse every smile, every nod, it's not like I needed to do much talking anyway.By eleven thirty, I'm dressed and quiet, staring out the car window.The Brooks' house was towering over me. The house looks the same, grand, imposing, beautiful intentionally. I step inside, following the maid into the sitting room, my heels echoing softly.I spot Clinton, leaning against the chair. Hi

In my dreams

Rachael POVHe was standing there, fully naked, his huge cock out and fully erect, making my pussy so much wetter.I too was naked, only my red undies dangling between the floor and my legs.I was so horny!Eagerly waiting for his cock, I wrapped myself around him."Rachael!", I heard someone call out. It was mum, and when I blinked, there was no one with me anymore"Get up" she orderedI quickly sat up, my mind kept wondering if everything had just been a dream or I had been talking out loud too."Mum", I answered, squinting my eyes as she walked in.I looked over to the bedside table and picked up my phone, only to realize it was still midnight."Why are you here by this time?",She studies me for a while and asks “You seem… unsettled. Are you alright?”"It's nothing", I whisper. It's not like I could tell her that the "nothing" was Mr Jonathan and I making out in my sleep. So yeah, definitely nothing."I want us to talk", she said quietly."What is it about mom?".. She sat on my be

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