Novel & Cerita Forbidden Love My Daddy's Best Friend Novel

Dad still wasn't back, so I had the house to myself. That same evening, I was on the phone with Dane because I don't know what we are doing now, but it's clearly beyond sugar daddy and sugar baby relationship. God. I'm so in love with him. There, I said it. I'm in love with Dane Wright. Isn't that embarrassing? Even before mom had me in denial, I already knew it deep down, I was just afraid to admit it out loud. I love the man to death and I don't want to be saved.

But my pussy was already aching, soaked from days of this unbearable tension, and when he wrapped one huge, calloused hand around his fat, veiny cock and gave it a slow stroke, I broke. My legs moved, and I stepped under the spray with him. ********* My name is Hailey, and I've been fucked up over my Uncle Brandon since I was old enough to understand what wet dreams felt like. He's not really my uncle... at least not by blood, thank God for that small mercy. But he's been Dad's ride or die best friend since middle school, my godfather, the man who showed up with roaring Harley engines and leather jackets that smelled like freedom and sin.

Craving My Best Friend’s Forbidden Daddy The heavy bass from the club speakers pulsed through the crowded dance floor like a second heartbeat, but all I could feel was the heat of his stare burning into me from across the VIP section. Elena’s dad. Mr. fucking Voss. The man I’d secretly touched myself thinking about for the last two years while pretending to be the perfect best friend to his daughter.

My eyes went wide, my heart hammering against my ribs. "That’s for being such a naughty little girl," he growled, his voice right at my ear. SMACK. Another hit, harder this time. "Look at you. Just look at how much you love your boyfriend’s father’s cock. You can’t get enough of it, can you?" "No! Oh, Daddy, please! Yes, right there!" I moaned, my voice dissolving into a whimper. The pleasure was too much. It was sharp, forbidden, and so deep it felt like he was rearranging my insides—making me a better person.

so bloody unimaginable. Mr. Daniel Mitchell, the stunning figure who commands the attention of everyone in town, including poor little fragile hearted me, is the source of my desires. With his salt-and-pepper curly red hair and piercing blue eyes, he possesses an air of wisdom and attraction that grabs my poor weak emotional heart. He is Lily's father, a pillar of the community and a respected businessman, and my affection for him is as you should know by now, a forbidden flame threatening to swallow me whole deep down within the depth of my soul.

Have you ever thought of spreading your legs so fucking wide for your dad’s best friend that he wrecks your virgin pussy and fucks you full of cum for an entire summer while your dad thinks he’s just “protecting” you? Hey… it’s me again. Dad dropped the bombshell that I’d be staying with his best friend all summer. “Knox will look after you, baby. He’s family. You’ll be safe there.” Safe. Yeah right. Dad has no clue I’ve been creaming my panties for his best friend for years.

“I would rather die than let a piece of shit like you touch me. My father will rip your spine out through your throat for this.” Alexei leaned down until his scarred face was inches from mine. “Your father is already tearing the city apart looking for you. By the time he realizes where you are, you’ll be on my private island, dripping with my cum and calling me Daddy while he loses everything.” The word Daddy hit me like a slap. I hated how it made my pussy clench hard. I’d had shameful, secret fantasies for years—dangerous men, forbidden power, being taken and claimed. But never in a million years would I admit it to this monster.

My paternal instincts flare—I want to comfort my little girl and strangle the bastard who hurt her best friend and made her cry. “I didn’t want anyone to know, G—not because you weren’t a good friend; you were the best. I just wanted my time with you to be free of that. You were my escape, and I’m glad I had that. Now stop crying—you know how your father gets. He’ll want to shoot whoever made you cry.” Gianna laughs. “Dad won’t shoot you. He loves you.” I clench my jaw. *You don’t know how right you are, baby girl. Will you forgive me when you learn I fell in love with your best friend?*

my father replied, eyebrow raised but somewhat sarcastically. Adrien just smiled, casual as ever, his dark hair falling slightly over his forehead. “Most young girls her age would rather choose to be with their boyfriends than return to their fathers who made their lives miserable. I’m sure Rochelle is with her lover.” The word ‘lover’ fluttered through the air, mixing with my emotions. I couldn’t decide whether to be embarrassed or flattered. I smiled slightly, amused at how Adrien always painted a picture that made me feel loved and cared for, even in my father’s critical absence.

I open my lips to answer him, but he’s quicker to add, “But I want to try. I want to do my best to be with you, to be worthy of your love and Mike’s approval.” My eyes widen, and I manage to stutter out shakily, “Daddy?” “I know you’re worried, but we’ll sort it out. I’ll talk to Mike, and I’ll probably come out with a broken nose and a few missing teeth, but that’s okay.” He says with a provocative smile that makes me laugh through my tears. “How could that be okay?” “Because I love his daughter. And I may have been a terrible friend, but I’ll never be a bad man for you.”