Romans & histoires Daddy’s Best Friends

Would you believe that I was thinking about Damian all through the ride, and I was still thinking about him now? That's what he does to me… He makes me a stupid thinker. Brenda opened up the door, and she walked inside first, I followed behind her. “We should get our dresses ready!” She muttered. “Is it a formal party?” “Yes sis, all dad's business partners would be there,” she explained. Oh… I know them. Damian's business partners, all middle aged men who seemed too hot for their age. Damian was exceptional though, I would have thought he was in his middle thirties if he wasn't my best friend's dad.

I fucked myself harder, imagining it was David’s thick cock stretching me open, his powerful body pinning me down, his low growls filling my ear as he took what he wanted. “Daddy… fuck… yes…” I moaned into the pillow, chasing the edge. My thighs shook. Slick coated my fingers and dripped onto the sheets. I rubbed my clit faster, lost in the fantasy of him using me, claiming me, making me fall apart on his cock. The orgasm hit like a storm. I cried out Daddy into the pillow as my pussy clenched hard around my fingers, waves of intense pleasure ripping through me. I kept going, drawing it out, riding every aftershock until I was a trembling, gasping mess.

It was their past, but I wonder if meeting their mate could change them. "I'm asking you to keep your distance from them," my father continued. "In all that you do, try to avoid getting involved with either of them. They're my best friends and they're not so young. They're not good for you. You're already going through hell with Rowan. Don't make the same mistake twice by falling for men who won't value you." My throat tightened. "Dad, you might actually not be so right about them." "How do you know? You barely know them." He leaned forward, his eyes pleading. "Promise me you'll be careful. Promise me you won't let them use you the way Rowan has. They're off-limits."

Jax breathed, his voice rough and shaky like he was barely holding on. “She’s actually taking all of us.”Mike grunted as he pushed deeper, his cock sliding against the others. “It’s dripping everywhere, Kane. Look at this fucking mess.” His words sounded raw, almost amazed. Inside my head everything was a storm. Shame burned through me so strong I wanted to cry and hide, but at the same time this deep, needy ache kept growing. They're not just my dad's bestfriends but my bestfriends father. I felt disgusting for wanting it, for letting them use me like this, but I couldn’t stop my pussy from clenching and getting even wetter around them.

Marcus Hale was coming tonight. Daddy’s best friend. The man I’ve wanted since I was eighteen and too young to even say it out loud. Now I’m twenty-one, home from college for the summer, and he’s my father’s new business partner. Officially. Dangerously. Permanently in our lives. I pumped my fingers faster, imagining his big, rough hands instead of mine. Those hands that used to ruffle my hair when I was a kid. The same hands I now fantasize wrapping around my throat while he calls me a dirty little girl for wanting her Daddy’s best friend.

What she saw made her blood run cold. It was a message from an unknown number. The text was short and chilling: **“Nice kiss by the pool last night. Does Lily know her daddy is fucking her best friend? Delete this message and I send the clearer version to everyone. Be smart, little girl.”** Attached was a blurry but unmistakable photo.

And I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw that it was dad who's calling me, I accept the call immediately. "Dad?" I said on the other line. "Where the fuck are you and what do you think you're doing, Zie?" Daddy immediately asked, I frowned because I could not understand what he meant by that "I'm with my friend, dad," I responded and I heard him chuckling sinisterly on the other line. "And what are you going to do with the one million dollars, Zie?" Daddy suddenly asked and my brows instantly furrowed upon hearing what he just said.

0 New Messages on POF. Sighing loudly, I decided to just lay down and scroll through Facebook on my phone. There wasn't much else to do, and I was curious to see what people were getting up too. It was pretty much the same old, same old... and then a post popped up that made me freeze. Roman Lewis. Super hot Roman Lewis. Sadly to me, Mr Lewis. My dad's best friend. He was such a daddy fantasy. Sure, he was older..in his mid 40's I believe, but that's what made him so attractive, He was one of those... old but in shape with tattoos and a beard. Just, extremely attractive overall!

They've been telling everyone about you, and they keep calling you Daddy Cas. "And...?" Cas said, knowing there was more. "And they hardly mention Oliver. You win, okay? In the race for best dad, you're number one. So please don't do anything crazy, because I don't want to have to visit you in prison with my daughters." Cas smirked, "I win... I'm the best dad ever." "You are. The best boyfriend and the best dad to my daughters. Now, promise me you won't do anything to get you locked up?"

“And I won’t let her ever treat you like that. You shouldn’t have let her in, there is a reason why I tried to keep you away from her all this time.” Natasha nods and sighs. “I know dad, I know. Sorry, I thought she changed.” “She doesn’t know how to be something else. You are the only good thing she ever made.” She smiles and jumps to hug him tightly. “I love you dad.” “I love you too sweetheart,” he says and closes his eyes. The situation itself causing me to smile and feel warmth from the tender moment shared. "Lexie has been nothing but a loyal friend to me, and she doesn't deserve this either," Natasha adds fiercely, her gaze never leaving her father's face.