Forbidden Love My Daddy's Best Friend Novel Novels & Stories

Vance Celeste was falling apart in my arms. Dean and July were having a forbidden affair, but what I was doing is far worse. I was thinking of my best friend’s daughter in ways I shouldn’t. The worst part of it, she calls me Daddy and it makes my dick so hard. If Dean knew she called me that, he’d kill me. I never had a thing for daddy kink. Hell, I never even thought of Celeste calling me that. Until one night, she did and I loved it. The thought has me wanting to take her to bed and I’m not talking about going to sleep. I want to tear her clothes off and rip her little panties off with my teeth.

I looked up at him, eyes wide and innocent even as my fingers stroked slowly along his growing length. “Nothing… Just curious.” “About what?” His voice was strained. “About your cock, Daddy.” His grip on my wrist tightened, but he didn’t pull my hand away. His breathing grew heavier, chest rising and falling as conflict and hunger warred across his face. “I’ve loved you forever,” I whispered, voice shaking with raw need. “And not just like a daughter. No one else can give me what I want. Only you, Daddy.” “You don’t know what you’re saying, baby girl. This is wrong. So fucking wrong.”

“Dad…you always say to tell you everything because you're my best friend, right? You're the only friend I trust enough to pour my heart out to without worrying that I'll be used down the line. You're the only one who won't judge me or make me feel like I'm different. Even if I'm very strange, I sometimes go under, try to find myself, and feel empty sometimes. Daddy, I feel that way again, empty. And unlike other times, I can't find a silver lining because you're not here. You're supposed to be the one to pull me from under, but you're not even conscious. You said I should take a deep breath and think about the root of the issue, because once that's solved, everything else will be as well.” “

“Don’t worry,babe. The bitch doesn’t suspect a thing.” I froze. “The wedding is next week,”he was saying. “Once we’re married, I find the money. I’ll wait six months, then leave her. She’s just the ladder. You and the kids get everything.” A woman’s voice, tinny and sad: “Bryan misses his daddy.” “Tell Bryan daddy is working hard for his future.” I didn’t scream. A cold, clear feeling took over. The love wasn’t just gone.It had never been real.

he spat. Closing my eyes to cage the anger burning inside me, I snapped, “You call me greedy, Dad?” My eyes flew open, and I pointed a finger at my chest. “Now I was greedy when you were the same man who snatched my best friend without caring how I felt about it. Why did I have to sit idle and watch like a fool?!” I lashed out. “All my life I had only you, just you, and the only person I found who loved me too. And now you wanted to steal her away from me as well?” My eyes glistened with tears.

Ogling your best friend's dad is also a sin, Isadora. Slowly, he raised his head, piercing green eyes fixed on me as he pushed the glass door open. My eyes widened. I had been caught. I swallowed the lump in my throat, racking my head for an excuse when he spoke. "See something you like?" A grin spread on his beautiful cheeks; then and there, I knew that I would have sex with my best friend's father before the holidays were over.

“That’s it… take every inch of Daddy’s cock. So fucking tight. Made for me.” He started moving — slow, deep rolls of his hips that made me feel every ridge, every vein. His hand returned to my clit, rubbing firm circles while he fucked me from behind, the wet sounds of our bodies barely masked by the rain. “Tell me you love it,” he growled against my ear, voice dark and filthy. “Tell me you love getting fucked by your best friend’s widowed dad. Tell me you love when I fill this pretty pussy with my cum.” “I love it,” I gasped, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “I love your cock… I love when you breed me…”

Now I was nothing but an employee and his daughter's best friend to him and whatever it was that happened between us was already long forgotten by him. It made me wonder if he regretted sleeping with me that night and much to my dismay, I felt a part of me hurt when I had that thought. I mentally scolded myself immediately. I was with Aiden and I was happy. I shouldn't be fawning over my best friend's dad who definitely had a line of older and more achieved women at his beck and call. So whatever it was that we had that fateful day was long gone and it was time I moved on too.