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

I am not crazy, I felt him as confused as I was, and if he had stayed a bit longer, we would probably have done something unthinkable. I shouldn't encourage this, I know. But I can't deny the exhilaration coursing through me. Kicking off my shoes, I crawled under the luxurious covers. I closed my eyes, imagining Noland's strong arms around me, his breath warm against my neck. A delicious shiver went through me. What am I doing? This is my best friend's father. Off limits. With a frustrated sigh, I throw back the covers. Sleep will not come easily tonight. I change into a satin nightgown and brush out my hair until it falls in soft waves. The nervous energy is still humming under my skin.

“Dad…you always say to tell you everything because you are my best friend, right? You are the only friend I trust enough to pour my heart out to without worrying that I’ll be used down the line. The only friend who will not judge me, even if I am a little weird and have a strange phobia of words and people and I can be empty sometimes. I feel that way again, Dad. Empty. And unlike the other times, I can not find a silver lining. It is just off and wrong and many other negative words. I thought about it last night like you tell me to whenever I am stuck. You said I should take a deep breath and think about the root of the issue, because once that is solved, everything else will be as well. “I

Charlotte's pov One thing I never wanted to happen was for Ava to find out about my affair with her dad. It's crazy—I can't leave him, and I don't want anyone else to know. Is this normal? Love is supposed to be something others can see and appreciate. When I was dating Harry, everyone in the neighborhood and school knew about it because we were seen together in public, and I thought everything was fine. But when I accidentally met Tyler at the hotel, he became the nicest person I had ever encountered. And out of the blue, he had to be my best friend's dad. I can't leave him right now. My whole being would never forgive me. I've never loved someone so certain that they would leave me.

“Sorry? That’s what you’re going with? Who the fuck are you, Eli?” I didn't even know he was into men. Had i been a fool all these while? I took another step back, anger burning my eyes. “You could’ve slept with anyone in the damn world, Eli. Anyone. But no—you had to fuck my Dad! Jeez!” He flinched. Again. But I didn't bloody care. I was too repulsed to say the least. Goddess knows what they'd been doing the whole time I was away. I turned my glare on Dad. “And you—you couldn’t find someone your own age? Someone other than my BEST FUCKING FRIEND? How could you do this to me?”

He whispered against my ear. No, I couldn't fall for this again. The last thing I wanted was to be badly turned on and then left unsatisfied in this bathroom, frustrated on a night as important as this. “I want you to stop touching me. You’re my dad’s best friend, practically my uncle. This isn’t right.” I used his own words against him. As much as it hurt me, I couldn’t just settle for this. He wanted me but refused to accept it—accept me. I want to be more than just a forbidden distraction.

“I think we both need a drink.” Jade leaned closer. “And you still liked him after that?” “God, I hated him. I did. But I also couldn't stop thinking about him. There was something about him. I don't know. It just..never left me. And trust me, It's not just about the dick.” Sophie returned to her seat with a tequila in her hand. “So you're saying, you slept with your dad's best friend. He ghosted you, and then went and fell in love with him anyway? Baby girl, your life is wild.”

When I glance at the clock, I see it’s been a whole twenty minutes since he left, and I already want him back in my bed. I take a shower and change the sheets – we’d had some pretty rigorous escapades – and crawl into bed. It does indeed feel empty and cold. The night also does nothing to assuage my guilty thoughts, and they bubble up unbidden in my brain. I am fucking my best friend’s father. Behind her back. For money. I wince at that internal accusation. That isn’t really true, and not fair to me or to Liam. We are bfucking each other because we just can’t not.

I want his cock in me all the time. "Yeah! Ahhh! Daddy! Fuck me! Faster! Ah! Ah! Ahhh! Hmmm! Hnnn! Harder! Ahhh!” He growled softly while gently holding my hips. He lifted one of my legs and increased the pace of his movements! I don't know, but I'm very horny right now. But knowing that my mommy is not here, that Daddy and I are free, I am very happy! I know it's wrong, but I've got what I want. My daddy is all mine, and no one can take him away from me. It's not my fault that she did that, but I am also grateful that she got rid of that other girl. She didn't know that I was Daddy's girl; otherwise, I would have ended up dead that day. Am I crazy enough to be happy that his obsessive ex is

“And what is wrong with you?” I let out a slow breath, setting the glass down. “You have no idea,” I said quietly. “Then tell me.” I finally looked at her. “Duncan’s first son is here,” I began, my voice low but steady. “The one he gave away. The one whose mother is dead. The one whose aunt was banished.” I paused. “The one whose sister…” my throat tightened slightly, “…was my best friend.” Mira’s expression softened,but only slightly.

I want to tell him to look all he wants, that I want his eyes on my body but I force the words back down my throat. Damien's back is facing me now. Then I see him pull down his trousers. He is fully naked now too. I know I shouldn't look. This is my best friend's father. A man who is way older than me, but I can't help but look. And damn, my forbidden love has a fine, tight ass. I have always admired a man with a nice backside and Damien has the nicest one I have ever seen. Just then, one sinful thought enters my head.