Ex Boyfriend's Dad Romance Books Novels & Stories

I pulled him tighter to me while I locked his lips to mine for another kiss of passion and love. My Dad was too exhausted to reply. He just wrapped his arms around my waist and flopped on his side, pulling me with him so that we lay face to face, until his cock became limp and slipped out of me with a plop. He could feel his jizz oozing out of me, and across his thigh. Then he realized that we were both heavily coated in our combined juices, and the effect was almost enough to make him pass out with exhaustion. Mumbling as best he could, my Dad tried to speak, but needed several attempts before the words would come out.

He said jokingly. I gave him some of my cookies I had made. He asked me what made me start baking cookies. I told him I was baking it since I was studying with Blaise. “And where is Blaise now?” “Dad, he's just a friend.” My dad was more invested in my private life than my mum. I was closer to him than her, I was a daddy’s girl. “Let me tell you what happened.” He was eager to hear me. “ I had a crush on this guy,Damien but Damien has a girlfriend. But I didn’t know. We even danced in the school gala.” “He didn’t dance with his girlfriend?” My dad asked. “No he didn’t. They were in conflict at that time. But that same night,I met my mate.” My dad was a little shaken,like too much in one nigh

Daddy I stay buried inside my stepdaughter for a long moment, savoring the way her pussy still flutters around my spent cock. She’s a trembling, panting mess beneath me on the yoga mat, leggings tangled at her knees, ass marked red from my hand. Perfect. The sound of the side gate clicking open snaps me out of the haze. Footsteps on the stone path. Her boyfriend—Ryan—rounds the corner carrying a gym bag, clearly expecting to join her for their usual evening workout. His eyes widen when he sees us: me still balls-deep in his girlfriend, her flushed face turned toward him in a mix of shock and lingering bliss.

He didn’t find it. “Before I say anything,” he said carefully, “you need to understand that what’s between Eli and me doesn’t take away what he feels for you.” Her stomach tightened, a cold, hollow thing opening up inside her chest. “So there is something.” He didn’t deny it. “Dad,” she whispered, the word cracking on its way out, “how could you?” Damian leaned forward, elbows on the table. “It didn’t start the way you think. It wasn’t planned. It was… gravity. Dangerous. Yes. But controlled.”

Warning: This book series has lots of steamy scenes and you are in for a hot thrilling ride. Blurb “I will mark every inch of your body, gag and pin you while filling you up with my c*m and watching you writhe in pleasure under me. Something I am sure that loser could never do.” He smirked. ** ** ** Still reeling from the humiliation of a horrible break up from her ex and her parents’ divorce, Isadora Kingsford decides to stay with her best friend over the holidays just to get over the hurt however what she didn't prepare for was lusting after Tristan Kavanaugh—her best friend’s sinfully attractive father.

he tells me and I slip it on muttering a thanks to him. "You know, we have a lot to catch up on... So how about you take a nap and I'd be right here when you wake up" Dad says. "You are not gonna leave are you?" I ask expectantly and he nods. "Never again" he mutters. It is when I lay back still holding Dad's hands that I remember I have a boyfriend called Zeke Kian. First off then, how did he know dad? . . . . . . "So practically, you are kinda into the Mafia?" I ask Zeke curiously and he shakes his head again giving a frustrated sigh.

I let out a squeal of excitement, while dad lets out a disdainful snort, which grandpa ignores, at least for now. "Didn't you miss me, Ekatherina?" Dad inquires. I pull away from grandpa a bit and see him hugging mom before kissing her. "Aren't you going to tell me who this bonbon is?" Grandpa insists. "He's my boyfriend, his name is Alexandre Carluccio." I respond excitedly. "And how does your dad feel about him?" He whispers. "At first, I think he hated him, and now he tolerates him." "In that case, I already like that boy. When can I meet him?"

She shouted again. What about Eric? Have you thought of what will happen if he comes to know about this nonsense you are telling me right now? She asked before l could say anything. Yes what about him?Eric is the guy am supposed to love, to feel things for but no l dont get any of that. Instead l do feel them for his dad.Things which l never felt even with Cole my ex boyfriend whom we break up a year and half now because of his bad temper that led him to abuse me everyday. And it's not my fault that l found myself that way. And can you blame me? Mr. Gavin is a hot of a man. Everything about him is so intimadating that l happen to be at loss of words in his presences.

It's like the world around me just disappears and it's only me and him! "Hello Sarah, it's nice to meet you finally!" He says waking me up out of mijn daze. I look up and I'm shocked seeing him now standing in front of me with his strong hand out to shake or so i thought while he shakes my hand and also gives me a hug at the same time! God this man smells and looks devine!!! I think....shit what I'm i thinking?? Drooling over my boyfriend's father, I can't do that!!....can i??

It was a scent that made my blood run hot, made my cock twitch in my jeans. “He’s a fool for letting you go,” he said again, his voice softer this time, but no less intense. He reached out and brushed a stray tear from my cheek with his thumb. His touch was electric, a jolt that shot straight through me, a current of pure, undiluted lust that made my cock twitch and harden against my jeans. “You’re loyal, you’re passionate… you’re a thousand times the man he’ll ever be.” My breath hitched. His hand was still on my cheek, his thumb stroking my skin slowly, possessively. This was wrong. This was so, so wrong. He was my stepbrother’s father. But it felt so good. It felt right.