All Chapters of 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend: Chapter 141 - Chapter 149

DOMINICShe was already on the bed. Naked and spread open. LI was naked too. Had been since I carried her in here. My cock was already hard again – it never really softened after I emptied myself into her against the wall. The sight of her on those white sheets, her dark hair fanned out, her thighs still glistening with our mixed cum – that was enough to keep me thick and aching.But this time, I wasn't going to just take her.This time, I wanted to taste her first.She watched me climb onto the bed. Her eyes were wide, dark, still hazy from the first orgasm. I crawled between her legs, and she spread them wider for me without being asked. Her pussy was a mess – swollen lips, wetness smeared across her inner thighs, her clit peeking out pink and needy.I lowered my head.The first lick was slow. Flat tongue from her perineum all the way up to her clit. She gasped and her hips jerked off the mattress. I tasted myself on her – salty, thick – and underneath that, her own sweet musk. I l

SEBASTAINThe private elevator doors slid open. I stepped directly into the penthouse foyer. The air inside the room was freezing. It smelled of heavy amber oils and expensive leather.I looked around the large space. Elena was not anywhere in sight. The living room was completely empty. The huge glass walls showed the entire city skyline outside, but the apartment was dead silent. There were no bags on the floor, no shoes by the door, and no signs of life at all.Dominic was sitting alone in a black leather armchair by the far window. He held a glass of Hennessy in his hand. He had taken off his suit jacket. He was wearing just his black silk dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He did not look up when the elevator doors clicked shut behind me."Where is she, Dominic?" I asked. My hands were straight at my sides. Dominic took a slow sip of his drink. He did not look at me."She is resting in the back room.""Get her out of here," I said."No, I told the front desk to

ELENAThe student housing building on Fifth Avenue was my new chains, everything looked old and rusty and smelled of mold… not a single speckle of luxury in sight.I stood in the center of room 402. The space was tiny. There was a single twin bed with a thin mattress, a scratched oak desk, and a window that faced the brick wall of the building next door. Two taped cardboard boxes sat by the door. That was everything I owned now. My clothes, my sketchbooks, and my charcoal kits.My hands were still shaking as I set my old canvas bag onto the bare mattress.I felt completely numb. The metal doors of the penthouse elevator closing on Sebastian’s face was the only image left in my head. He had looked so cold. He had looked exactly like his father when he told me to get out and not look back. He had traded his entire existence—his freedom, his teaching job, his clean name—just to buy me out of a contract I had signed six years ago.He had become Dominic’s heir just so I wouldn't have to b

ELENAA half-empty bottle of cheap red wine sat on the floor by my mattress. The glass was on the floor beside it, tipped over onto its side. I was completely drunk. The room was spinning slightly every time I closed my eyes, but the alcohol hadn't done what I wanted it to do. It hadn't stopped my mind from running. It hadn't wiped out the memory of the penthouse.Instead, the heat from the wine had gone straight to my skin, making every single nerve ending feel raw and heavy. Between my thighs, a dull, persistent ache had been building for hours. My cunt was hungry.I lay flat on my back, my legs tangled in the rough white sheets of the twin bed. The air in the dorm room was hot and sticky, and my skin was damp with sweat. I had pulled off my dress hours ago. I was wearing only a thin, silk camisole that dug into my shoulders. Every time the fabric rubbed against my chest, a sharp wave of heat went straight to my cunt.I was horny. It was a miserable, desperate kind of ache that had