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

My nipples started to harden, just as they had that first time. My gaze sank lower again, and my core pulsated. Every second of our night together flashed through my mind—the feel of his body against mine, his firm yet gentle thrusts, the way he caressed my face before each kiss. But then I remembered the next morning and the panic I felt at realizing it was Needy’s dad. How could I keep lusting over my best friend’s dad? But one last glance at him told me why. The man was perfect, and he drew me to him like a magnet to heavy metal. My heated desire returned as I watched him finish his shower and turn off the water.

Hell, I didn't care if he was my father's best friend. I wanted him and I'll have what I want this time. Our bodies graze each other as he breathes, and I breathe. My mouth stretched knowing I was about to do what was forbidden, yet the magnetic pull I felt was undeniable. I savored lingering on his bottom lip, my heart racing and eyes full of intensity. As he drew me near with his large palms on my face, the door swung open revealing an unexpected figure. God no… I gasped in shock *****

“Then what the hell gives you the right to judge me, you hypocritical asshole? I did what I did out of loyalty because I actually love my father, and I would gladly burn the world down for him. But what about you, Ava?” She snaps her gaze back to mine, her eyes boring into me. “How much do you love your precious dad? A whole lot, right? You must absolutely adore him, considering you happily opened your legs and got ready to whore yourself out to a man more than double your age. No questions asked. You didn’t even give a single shit about your dead best friend—for God’s sake! And you tell me I have no right to judge you? Try saying that a little louder next time. Maybe you’ll finally hear the

"I love you very much, too. Dad... I thought you didn't love me anymore because you're always busy now." "That's my responsibility, dear. Later, when you have your own company and manage it by yourself, you'll feel what it's like to be your father. But one thing you should know, Daphne. My love has never dried up for you. Daddy always loved you. To love you. You don't have to doubt that, dear." Daddy and I hugged for a very long time. It was like we were in a sea of feelings, and we went into the water to drown ourselves and explore each other's feelings.

One Lilliana gladly accepted, eagerly wrapping her arms around her friend and began to cry. "Why is he like this??" She asked no one in particular as Tessa silently patted her back in a comforting manner. " ...I love him and he's just..” she cut her sentence short and closed her eyes, unable to say the words. "Your father's playboy best friend" Tessa said, completing it for her instead. The words holding no difference to the words of rejection ...I don't love you. Lilliana slowly nodded her head, choking on her sobs as more tears streamed down her face wetting her friend's shoulder. Why couldn't Damon be just a partner in her father's business?? Maybe then being with him wouldn't be so hard.

loving him truly. If she told him the truth, if she admitted that she was no longer following his script but following her heart, he wouldn’t forgive her. He wouldn’t hesitate to punish her like he did to people who defied him. So she pressed her lips together, not daring to say a word. Bryan smirked in satisfaction, “ That’s my girl. Don’t lose sight of the bigger picture or act rashly, okay? ” Amelia clenched her hands into fists at her sides. She wanted to scream, to demand why her father hated Ryan so much. She had no idea why he pretended like they were best of friends. Now, she wanted to ask her father if he killed Stella but she was scared. Then she summoned courage. “ Dad? ” she whi

Recognition came slowly, then all at once. Christiana blinked water from her eyes and stared at him. The sharp jaw. The dark eyes that had always seemed to see too much. Julian Frost. Her father's best friend. The man who used to visit their house when she was younger, who would sit in the study with her father for hours discussing business she did not understand. The man she had stupidly, hopelessly crushed on when she was sixteen. Her stomach twisted. Of all the people to appear now, it had to be him.

I had felt the worst hurt that day, even if I was only thirteen. He was my father’s best friend and had relocated to California to set up another branch of his IT company during summer, and I hadn’t seen him ever since then, I couldn’t tell anyone, but my heart broke every single day he didn’t show up at our front door. I had made up my mind to relocate to California for college once I graduated high school, just to be close to him again, and the mere sight of him right now melted my heart. It was odd to crush on my father’s best friend, he was much older than I am, but I have loved him ever since I was thirteen. The first day he came to visit he stood out, and no one, absolute no one has ev

We went our separate ways after that incident without any contacts shared. It was really hard for me to live knowing that l will never meet him again. My best friend Edina introduced me to her brother Eric six months ago. The guy confessed his love for me. I accepted him hoping that l will forget the man in my mind. But it never happened. That man kept on tormenting me. Last summer Edina suggested that l should spent it in her home to which l agreed. That's when it hit me hard that the man is my best friend and boyfriend's dad. I decided to end my relationship with Eric because l couldn't control myself anymore. I was so madly in love with the man after seeing him again. I thought since me a

The way his tongue licked every juice, and for his d*ck made more juice pump out. It was everything I’d dreamed of and more. Every night, I had gone to bed, desiring him. But beneath the euphoria, a nagging thought lingered. Arlene. My best friend. She’d be furious if she finds out. Hell, she might never forgive me. She’d never understand how much I was in love with her dad, and how badly I wanted him. To her, it was betrayal but for me, it was a dream come true. I bit my lip and shook my head. I’ll deal with that later. Right now, all I cared about was how good Jackson made me feel and how deeply I’d fallen for him.