Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forbidden Affairs With My Best friend's Dad : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

I pressed the vibrator harder against my clit and bit down on my lower lip, trying to keep the soft, broken sounds from escaping my lips.The picture of Reynolds Ashworth was propped against the pillow, slightly wrinkled from how many times I’d held it.I shouldn’t be doing this.He was Mira’s dad. My best friend’s father. The Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack. He was forty-two years old and completely off-limits. I was eighteen, an orphaned Omega who barely ranked above the help, and he was the man who could ruin me with one look.But still, my hips rolled against the toy. The soft buzzing of the vibrator filled the dorm room.I imagined those big hands pinning my wrists above my head. I imagined that deep voice telling me to be quiet while he took what he wanted. “Fuck,” I whispered, my eyes fluttering shut. “Reynolds…”I circled the head of the vibrator faster, chasing the tight coil low in my belly. My free hand squeezed my breast, pinching the nipple hard enough to make me gasp. I

“Mira?”She pulled back, looking at me like I’d just grown a second head. “Yeah. You were out cold. We’ve been here for five minutes already. Dad carried your suitcase up because you wouldn’t wake up.”I blinked twice, my eyes adjusting to the light. So it was all just a dream.And a huge part of me wanted it to be real.My eyes scanned the place and that's when I realized it was the underground garage of the Ashworth building.I scrambled out, my legs unsteady. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”Mira shrugged and headed for the elevator. “Whatever. Come on. The penthouse is already unlocked.”The ride up was quiet. Every time I closed my eyes I still saw Reynolds above me, his golden-hazel eyes dark with hunger, his voice rough as he told me who I belonged to. I pressed my thighs together and forced the memory down. It had only been a dream. Nothing more.The elevator opened directly into the penthouse.I’d been here a handful of times over the years for pack parties, but neve

I woke up the next morning with the sheets tangled around my legs and the memory of Reynolds’s cock on the side of my face, was vivid in my head.The sunlight poured through the tall windows of the guest room. For a few seconds I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, replaying every second of the bathroom disaster. The way the towel had fallen. The solid heat of him against my cheek. The way he’d gone completely still while I scrambled away.I groaned and dragged myself out of bed to the bathroom.I stripped off my sleep clothes, turned the shower on hot, and stepped under the spray. Water cascaded over my shoulders and down my back. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on washing my hair, but my mind betrayed me and drifted back to what happened yesterday.I could still feel the weight of him on my face. The way the head of his cock had nudged against my jaw when I fell. My stomach flipped, between my legs, an ache started to build. I bit my lip and pressed my thighs together,