All Chapters of 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ELENAI woke to an empty bed. My body ached in every muscle, every joint, every place he'd touched me still hummed with the memory of yesterday. The restaurant. The bathroom. His cum dried on my thighs during the cab ride back because he refused to let me clean up—I could still feel the tight, flaky crust between my legs when I shifted.I rolled over. A note sat on the pillow."Breakfast in the lobby at 9. Wear something easy to remove. I have a surprise."My phone said 8:47. I moved on autopilot. Shower. No panties—he hadn't specified but I knew. I chose A short black dress.. Loose enough to pull up. Nothing underneath.He was already at the table when I got downstairs. He glanced sideways at me briefly with a wolfish grin that made my stomach flip. His pants bulged. He wasn't hiding it. A thick ridge pressed against his zipper, and he let me see him adjust himself before I sat down."You're limping," he observed, not looking up from his phone."I'm sore.""Good… the whole point of

ELENAHis smile didn't fade as His eyes dropped to the wreckage between my legs. I felt the look send a chill down my spine. My cunt clenched around nothing. A fresh trickle of slick and his leftover cum oozed out of me and soaked into the blanket."It would hurt Elena," he said, pulling it away. The cool air hit my overheated skin. I shivered. My nipples were still sore from the clothespins with dark red marks, tender, pebbled, and tight. He saw me looking at them. Grinned."Good. They're still sensitive."He moved off the bed. Walked to the suitcase. Unzipped a hidden compartment. I heard the sound of something heavy being lifted.He returned with a harness a sort of Black leather. And attached to it was a dildo. But not like any I'd seen before. It was thick—thicker than his cock, which I hadn't thought possible. The color of dark flesh. Veins sculpted into the silicone. The head was flared, almost mushroomed, and the shaft had a slight curve upward. He held it like a weapon."You'

ELENAThe hotel room was too bright.I blinked against the morning light spilling through the curtains. My body ached in places I didn't know could ache. Every muscle remembered last night. The dildo. His cock in my ass. His fingers. Riding him until I screamed.We had left the BDSM club very early in the morning and returned home although the entire thing was still fuzzy in my memory.But now I was awake and I was alone in bed. The sheets were cold on his side. He had left in a while.A glass of water and two ibuprofen sat on the nightstand. He left them. Of course, he left them. Dominic was brutal in bed and meticulous after.My phone buzzed cutting through my thoughts, I checked to see that it was Riley. My sour mood softened a bit Riley was a bloodhound. If I ignored her, she'd call the hotel front des and I didn’t want that judgmental bitch receptionist purging into my business."Hey," I said, voice still wrecked."Hey yourself. You sound like you gargled gravel. How's work?"Wor

DOMINICElena’s tongue slid against mine. Her hands grabbed my shoulders. Her nails dug into the muscle. She tasted too good. Like the taboo she was, I let her kiss me for ten seconds. Felt her try to pull me toward the bed. Felt her hand start to reach for the towel.Then I pulled back."Breakfast first." I pointed to the table by the window, where the empty plates were waiting."Sit.""But—""Sit. Now."She sat. Her legs shook. She pulled the shirt closed but didn't button it. Her nipples were still hard. I could see her cunt glistening when she crossed her legs—a wet shine on her inner thighs, a darker patch on the sheet beneath her.The knock came three minutes later. It was. Room service. A cart piled with food. Egg, Bacon, Pastries, Fresh fruit. A pot of coffee.And a small pitcher of heavy cream. I had ordered it specifically.I tipped the boy fifty dollars. Locked the door. Wheeled the cart to the table.Elena stared at the food as she had never seen it before, as if her body h

ELENAThe plane hummed around us. We were in first class and had a private cabin.Dominic sat with his laptop open, reading something that made his jaw tight.He closed the laptop. Reached into his jacket. Pulled out a black card. Then he held it between two fingers."Take it. Elena, it’s a gift for you"I stared at the card. American Express Centurion which had no fucking limit, I had never seen one before but now Dominic was offering it like money was nothing to him."No," I responded by swallowing harshly in my throat even when I could feel my pulse picking up."It wasn't a question.""It's too much." My voice came out small and shaky. I hated that. Hated how I was acting like a poor nervous fool who had never accessed huge amounts of money beforeDominic leaned forward. His eyes pinned me to my seat."I take care of what is mine. You're working for me now Elena, you get paid. Your father won't think anything of it. He'll assume it's a bonus. A signing gift. He won't ask questions