บททั้งหมดของ 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Elena’s POV“Bestie…” Riley pulls out a pack of condoms and a bottle of lubricant. Every time she takes crazy things out of her supposedly small purse scares me. “That's your safe word.” She holds my arm for a moment and ensures our eyes lock as she speaks.‘Bestie.’ I rehearse, anxious. My heart is pounding too heavily that if she listens just a little, she’ll hear it above the wild club music. “What about you?” I don't reach for her because my fingers are shaky, so I keep my hands trapped beside me. She scoffs in a ‘seriously?’ way. “Gurl, I need those thick beefy chunks all over me!” She snaps her fingers. “Don't come to my rescue even though I’m screaming for help.” We laugh at her crazy jokes and walk towards the club’s entrance. After our private prom party, I’ve never questioned why Riley was called the most fuckable queen. She had the fire in her that only belonged to a pornstar. And a stripper combined. “Here,” she hands the security guy our ID cards, proving we’re le

Elena’s POVI’m shaking on the ground to Dominic’s tie plugging my cunt, when Riley bursts into view. I slap my legs in a bid to hide the necktie. It forms a bunch between my trembling legs. I look from her to the blurry image of Dominic Mercer, not sure how I want him to hide from Riley. This is supposed to be our little dirty secret, and even though I trust Riley with all my heart, I can't risk being caught with my supposed uncle. “I— It’s—” I stutter as Riley staggers closer. “Please don't tell dad…” I plead with my thigh still clapped firmly between my thighs. I'm panting. Thick bumps cover my body like second skin, and every step Riley takes has me praying to everything I hold dear. “Please… Rey…”She stops, a few inches away from me. Her playsuit is ripped into halves, giving away her naked big breasts that she manages to cover with the torn pieces of her clothes and her long hair. Her pussy area is just as exposed, the cloth torn wide open for hungry cocks to slam in and

Elena’s POV “Listen to me, pumpkin.” Dominic Mercer’s voice is a dark mix of power and desire… It's dancing in between, just like the knee plunged against my pussy makes me feel. Dominic Mercer touched me!!! Fuck! The area beneath his obsessive-possessive touch is on fire, like his rough hand is literally dripping coal on my skin. My body runs with the intense heat. Goosebumps crawl all over my naked body, up to the areas covered by my clothes. “Hmmm…” Greedy moans escape my lips. I'm almost gasping for air but I dare not complain, not when I love the feel of his hands on my body. Rough. Insane. And the knee grinding on my clit makes me weak in the knees. One second I’m trembling with ecstasy and the next I’m gritting my teeth in pain. Pain so sweet that I don't want him to take his knee off my body. So I spread my legs wider, needing him to totally squash my pussy like the gangster he is. “… Around here,” he continues, Henessey breath assaults my face. “I make the r

Elena’s POVI watch Dominic Mercer walk out of the hospital ten minutes later. He casually flexes his knuckles, taking long strides that are a bit rushed… something feels off. Suddenly feeling hot even in the fully air-conditioned car, I take off my jacket and dump it at my feet. He gets into the car and keeps his distance. The ride starts in silence. “What did you do?” I ask, even though I swore I didn't care. “Nothing, we just talked.” His tone is the usual cold and calm, but I don't try him.I sniffle. “Of course…” I slightly face him and he shrugs a shoulder. “Like you're any better.” The vengeful look in his eyes shifts to confusion, then anger. In swift seconds, he looks away, fingers twitch on his long thigh as if holding back from responding. That's another downside of loving an older man, they feel too matured to indulge in your juvenile hormones, and right now, I want to heap those hormones somewhere.Anywhere.I want to argue to feel sane. And I hate it that he’s no

Elena’s POV“Ye… yes, sir.” I press my lips and nod. I’m not sure how to act like he didn't just finger my pussy and made me cum with just a finger, but I nod regardless. He smirks, dark eyes on me. “Good girl.” His fine lips twitch. I gulp dryly, not stable enough to imagine having those fine lips ravish my pussy. “The butler will show you around.” He gets out of the car.My eyes follow every long stride, his pride nestled in his steps, the way his muscles flex in his sleeves. He’s fire. “Miss?” The driver knocks on the window, pulling me back to reality. “A moment.” I pick up my jacket and hurriedly clean the shiny leather seat and the floor of the car until not a drop of my creampie is in sight. Done, I slap my panties over my bruised pussy, pull my dress down to cover myself up as much as I can, before stepping out of the car. “Hi, Miss Elena.” A short bald man with a nice smile, is by the car. “I’m James, the butler.”“Oh.” I just stutter. “Welcome. How about I show you