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“Yes, daddy….I thought about you ruining this stubborn hole of mine like this, so badly I touched myself and screamed your name, I'm so hungry for daddy’s cock..” A cunt wrecking thrust has me jerking forward, my huge tits slam against the island, breathe escapes my lungs for a minute. I can't help the dirty moan that tears out of me. Daddy fucks me really good. My pussy drips more wetness. A tingling sensation makes my breath shudder. I love my father’s best friend's forbidden fat cock. I wonder what daddy will say if he sees his friend fucking His slutty daughter like this. The idea should scare me, instead, a naughty smile curls at my lips.

"Is he good to you?" I felt Lucien go still beside me. Not tense. Still. Like a man holding his breath. "I'm not seeing anyone," I said. It was the most honest I'd been in weeks. My father frowned slightly. "No? Huh. Your mother thinks the best way to get over a guy is with another guy." "I'm sure Mom thinks a lot of things." My mother gave me a look over her wine glass. I gave her one right back. "Well," my dad said, "whoever he is, whenever he turns up, I'd like to meet him."

"I don't think it’s that black and white. You're not related to her. Even though you babysat her, and she called you uncle, you were still just a friend, Tor. That's what you have to focus on. You're a friend who helped your friends take care of their kid because they were only fifteen years old when they had her. You were just a kid yourself. You pretty much grew up with her. None of this is a normal situation, so how could there have been a normal result?" I lean my elbows on the table and put my pounding head in my hands. "I don't know. I just want us to be able to be together and be happy, but I feel like people will crucify me." "Stop beating yourself up, Toren. You haven't done anythin

BLURB… “Fuck me, Daddy…” I begged him, looking into his green, intense, lusty eyes. Him. My literature professor and my best friend's Father. The man who took my virginity and my sanity. The man who broke me; who reduced me to filth. I never thought I'd be this girl who'd fuck her best friend's Father. I had no reason to be this girl. I was trained right. I was warned about men who loved preying on good girls like me.

I pleaded shamelessly, knowing I shouldn't be giving in to the feeling so easily, but I couldn't hold back. He flipped me so fast, pressing my hard nipples against the cold wall through my light blouse and landed a hard smack on my ass. I winced and moaned. “Call me daddy,” he ordered. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Good girl,” he groaned. I was enjoying every bit of it, forgetting he was my father's best friend and the boundaries that are meant to hold us back. In that moment, I just wanted more. He landed another smack on my ass and this time it was harder.

He saw his powerful body, poised to claim him. "You opened my boxes," Daddy said, his voice a low, possessive rumble. "You touched my things. Now, I'm going to fill you with my cock. I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll never forget who you belong to. This is your final punishment. And your final reward." He leaned forward, his lips brushing against Leo’s ear. "Are you ready to be forgiven, my boy?" "Yes, Daddy," Leo sobbed, his entire being focused on that single point of pressure. "Yes, please. Forgive me."

To pull her into his arms and admit that everything he’d said was a lie. He wanted her. God, how he wanted her—with her legs wrapped around his waist, her breath against his ear, her voice whispering his name. Daddy, he imagined her calling him, and the thought alone sent fire down his spine. But he couldn't. She was Damien’s daughter. His best friend’s little girl. She deserved someone younger—someone who wouldn’t destroy her future by dragging her into something she might later regret. Someone who wasn’t him. He didn’t even know what this was… love? Lust? Obsession?

“It was a mistake, and it can never happen again.” His cold smile made my stomach twist in a weird way. “You can lie to yourself, but do not lie to me. I know your body still wants me.” I stepped back, with furrowed brows. “You are my best friend’s dad. Don't you get it?.” “And you are the girl I fucked all night yesterday, don't you understand?.” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “It was just a one night fling, nothing else.” His eyes burned into me dangerously. “One night is never enough when you taste that good.”

I signaled for a third drink. I wasn't broken. I'd been telling myself that because it was easier than admitting that the reason Tristan had never once reached anything real in me was because something else had already taken up all the space, it had been taking up space since I was sixteen, waking up flushed and shaking in a guest room. I shouldn't want him, he was off limits, he was Chloe's father, he was eighteen years older than her, but god I wanted him. I was twenty years old and I was in love with my best friend's father.