Todos os capítulos de 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Elena’s POVI've spent years working on everything but myself… and now, it feels like the world is moving on without me. Mum is just fine with her husband. She loves him so much it hurts. I'm sure she’ll wave it off as the usual couple’s fight. Sophie… She’s so soft-hearted that she hugged dad on the night of the incident. And dad? He’s now a changed man, at least he’s promised. All that’s left of me is pent-up rage; I’m not sure where to channel it. Rage that I built while fixing things. Now, it feels too heavy a burden.“Damn you!” I slap the bathroom sink and cry from the pain. “Damn everything!” I'm not worried about being heard for two reasons: the house is empty, with not a single staff member home, and I don't mind a shoulder. My reflection mocks me. Baggy eyes, pale lips, paper-white face, the combo of a cheap Halloween ghost. I cry my way back to my room and collapse on the bed. I’m going mad and I need an outlet. I pick up my phone and dial Riley. Thankfully, she pic

Elena’s POVNo close contact… No more fucking! Damn right. I blink back tears, fighting my last nerve to stay normal even though I want to curl like a child and cry my eyes out. I don't know which hurts the most: that I know this is true or that he said it so casually, as if it meant nothing. With my dad now in the picture, everything changes… But…His body on mine makes it hard to think straight. And it's harder with his chest teasing my nipples, his breath kissing my face… his bare hand on my skin.Fuck!“Yes.” My lips are as heavy as my heart. Oh, fuck! ‘How about one last night? One more fuck? No one has to know…’‘Stop, Elena!’ The voice in my head yells so hard like I’m some child in distress. ‘Enough of you thinking with your pussy!’ “Yes, sir.” I hold back the sob, because I can't afford to break down in front of him. It’ll cost me my brain cells. “Uh…” I look down at my breasts but don't dare look up at him. He doesn't immediately get it.The way his weight recklessly

Elena’s POVHis fat cock pulls out of my bruised pussy like a rod being dragged out of a tight hole. “Fuck…” I feel my body break all over again. My fragile skin rips against his cock, and not even my wetness can save me from how sore and broken I feel.“Oh, god… oh, god…” I collapse forward, falling against the ruthless wall. My pussy pulsates, begging me for a release, for the promise of orgasm that got stolen from her. I sob, filthy.Used.Needy. “Please…” I cry more, desperate. My knees can't hold up my weight as I slowly melt down like dripping wax. My pussy hurts so badly that my legs dare not come an inch closer. “Oh, fuck…” “Come here,” he yanks me by my hair and snatches me to himself. “Ah!” I cry when my legs accidentally slap against my pussy, shooting spikes of pain up my body. “Fuck! Fuck!” The sensation eats me deep like pine needles. “Shhhh,” he brings me up against his chest, my face rubs against his sweaty body. “Shut up.”I sniffle and nod, my legs still spre

Elena’s POVI came for his soap and got his spunk instead. His rough hand leaves my scalp; my knees buckle as if the only source of support is gone. Too weak to even fight for air, I collapse in a dirty heap, panting as I gasp for air under the running shower. My pussy hurts.My scalp hurts…Every part of my body feels like it's bleeding raw pain. “Come here, pumpkin.” He slaps the shower off and reaches over to pick me up. “You must be worn out.” It's obvious he’s mocking me. Not like I can argue anyway. He scoops my wet, filthy body in his arms, right next to his bare skin, beating heart… And I curl into him like a baby, breathing his air, melting into him… needing him to do more than fuck me.Pamper me.Make me feel human… like his girl. He carries me out of the bathroom and into his master bedroom. Gently, he lays me on his bed, his weight sinking next to me. Into the soft sheets that smell like him… While my body lazily gives up on me, I still reach for him, clinging so h

Elena’s POV“Look at you… wet and horny…” He crawls onto the bed, face slowly diving for my naked pussy. “Daddy’s little whore.”I open my mouth, not in protest, not to whine that we shouldn't be doing this… but to sulk up the loud groan trapped in my throat. My body stiffens in anticipation of him crawling onto my body, face-diving into my wet cunt, and eating me raw… Oh, fuck.“Tell me, pumpkin…” He fits through my open legs, fitting perfectly so that our bodies don't touch. My legs are lazily stretched apart, and I desperately want to wrap them around him and pull him upward. The suspense is killing even though my body is yet to heal. “How much of that shirt did you shove in?” His question takes me unaware. I was expecting dirty, filthy talk… silly but fucking hot, not some trip in a naughty memory lane.“Huh?” He moves so smoothly, brushing through my thighs. I stiffen and gasp. My eyes bore out, watching him crawl like a reptile, closing in on my pussy and grazing our bodies