บททั้งหมดของ 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Dominic Mercer’s POVI stare at her rich pussy like I would a treasure… except this one can't be bought! Slowly, and quietly, I go closer…‘Dominic, stop!’ The voice in my head scolds me bitterly. ‘I'm just gonna look, I won't touch…’‘STOP!’ Well, it's already too late because I’m squatting next to her naked cunt and something glistening along her slit catches my attention. I can't turn on the light, it’ll wake her up. Instead, I pull out my phone and channel the light over her pussy. My voice is caught in my throat, and my eyes blink at my discovery. “What. The. Fuck?” I scoff, watching… Enjoying how her wetness drips down her cunt even in her sleep. Shiny.Smooth.Lush.Rolling down her inner folds like cream spilling down the curve of a peach. “Fuck…” I groan, losing it. My hand itches to stick a finger on her clit and trap the yummy juice, absorb all of it on my palm, and suck her like fresh wine. “Hmmm…” She sighs in her slip and wriggles her butt just a little as if f

Dominic Mercer’s POVShe is trouble… and she’ll get me into one. ‘So long as it's wet and sloppy, I bet you’ll be fine.’ The angry voice in my head gives a nasty comeback.“Fuck you,” I sigh and stuff my mouth with the pasta soaked with cheese. God, not now… Please.I block out the dirty image my mind is stirring up. Swallowing the sticky food is hard enough. I drop my cutlery and flip my watch. “Where is she?” I frown at the head maid. She’s the only one I allow a few inches close to Elena. Can't risk it.Or maybe too jealous for it. “Almost ready.” She responds, head facing the ground.“You’ll go upstairs…” I stop talking at the soft sound of heels clinking against the marbled floor. I look up to find her, walking elegantly down the grand stairs. She’s in a somewhat skimpy black flared skirt, and her top is tucked in like the typical ‘sexy’ secretary. The problem isn't what she’s wearing, but the person in it.The skirt leaves an ample amount of her delicious thighs, down to h

Elena’s POV My lips move along his cock, stroking him up and down, feeling him thicken against my soft skin, and filling up my small mouth. “Slowly…” He groans and rides my mouth in a gentle motion, teasing but with caution, breaking my limits on bits. And my slutty mouth can't have enough of him. I go harder, gulping him in, sucking his cock like he’s some lolly, getting used to the taste of his sperm gliding down my throat. “Good girl.” He sighs and rubs my scalp. “Now, use your hands. Suck me and stroke me…” I obey. My sweaty fingers wrap around his cock and I slowly stroke him. Up. Down. Squeezing the spit up and down his cock. Working him to full erection as he goes rock hard in my mouth. My lips latch onto his rough skin, rolling. Sucking. Taking his fucking cock in my mouth like a breed slut. “Uhhhh…” He groans and stiffens against me. His grip tightens at the back of my head and he sighs a million times. “You’re so fucking good pumpkin…” He thru

Elena’s POV“What’s in the diary?” Dominic asks, whiskey tone caressing my neck, and fingers glide down the outer mound of my pussy as he strokes me with the ice. “Huh?” I groan, not sure if it's in response to his question or to the sensation of the cool effect on my pussy. He goes silent, just rubbing the cube around the thick walls of my cunt.Oh, fuck… my hands travel up his body, trail along his firm back, and pull him in. “You’re smarter than that, pumpkin…” He moans against my neck, still tracing my cunt. “What's in the diary?”“I— You fuck me so good…” I stammer. “Yes. I like how good you fuck me.” He pulls back so he looks me in the eyes, his piercing gaze penetrating my soul.“You know Daddy hates lies, pumpkin…” In punishment, he kisses the block to the entrance of my wetness and pushes it in!“Fuck!” My body spasms to the wild sensation going on between my thighs, pussy pulses, purring on the ice as if licking it up. “Please…”“Not yet, sweetheart. You haven't earned i

Elena’s POV“My dad,” I whisper, tears still streaming down my cheeks. They pool beneath my chin and drop, not on me, but on Dominic’s hand that’s roughly wrapped around my throat. I feel his muscles harden against me, fingers tremble along my neck as if struggling not to clutch too tightly. The sudden change in his mood, and short silence. And of course, the undeniable rage in his ragged breath. “He…”“Shhhh,” he groans in my ear, his soft lips next to my skin. I swallow and let my mouth fall wide open like a moron. My body presses into his firm chest, desperate to feel him hard on my skin. Slowly, his fingers around my neck loosen as they stroke upward and cup my chin. His restless thumb claims my bottom lip, squashing it under its pad.Soft throaty moans slip off me.Showing how greedy his little slut is. “No more tears, pumpkin.” He murmurs as he slips his thumb in my mouth, gently pushing in and out.I let him play with my tongue.Let him explore every inch of my mouth.