My Dad Best Friend Novels & Stories

“It’s not every day the CEO of one of the richest companies in the world comes dashing in to kick his manager in the face for his employee. You can be frank with us. Is he an uncle, godfather… lover?” She raised her eyebrow and smiled mischievously. My gut churned and I could feel my waning. This was not good. “He is none of those things. He is just my best friend’s father. That’s all.” The table was silent as if they were all weighing my answer. That was partly the truth. Fuck! I was breaking a sweat. “That cuts out,” Gina said with a shrug. “He is super protective over Bridget. I wouldn’t be surprised that he would treat her friend the same way. He is definitely a girl-dad.”

I didn't want to make a rash decision, and now the elders are adding extra pressure. My dad looked at my reaction, and he knows me so well, he saw the conflict within me, and he said “Is there anything I should know about?” I looked up at him and nodded. My dad is the Supreme Alpha, but he is also one of my best friends. Aside from Nathan, I know I can confide in him.

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.

BIANCA “He was your father,” he added. My breath stopped for a moment, and my hands trembled at my sides. Everything I saw was true. Nearly Everything I feared all through the ride here was becoming true. “He and Fredrick were best friends,” Dad continued. “Closer than brothers even. They built everything together, the businesses, the empire, everything.” My eyes widened as it burned with unshed tears. “Until it all fell apart,” he added. I leaned forward slightly, my eyes still widening.

Fingers threaded through his hair, pressing him against my pussy, refusing to let him pull away even an inch. “Mmmmmmmm… Fuck!” The words tumbled out of me in a shaky moan. I couldn’t believe it. My best friend’s dad was eating me out on her bed. The man who used to help me with homework, who used to drive me and Mira to school, who had always treated me like another daughter, was now on his knees between my spread legs, licking up every drop of the juice that kept spilling from me, sucking my pussy like he was starving for it.

I was old enough to know better than to fuck a twenty-three-year-old who used to have sleepovers at my house, giggling over pizza in my kitchen. Christ, what kind of man does this? The kind who can still feel her wrapped around his cock. The kind who's already plotting ways to get her alone again. I dragged a hand down my face. Serena's text filled my head. "Best dad ever"? I wanted to punch myself. Some "best dad" I was, sleeping with the girl who'd been my daughter's closest friend. I should delete her number, reassign her to a different project, different floor, different building if possible, put as much distance between us as I could before this blew up in both our faces.

Brittany “Ohh…yes, right there.” I moan, throwing my head back in ecstasy as I ground my pussy on Andre's face or should I say…Mr DeMarco. As in, my best friend's dad. But in that moment, it doesn't matter who he is…it's how he makes me feel, or so I tell myself. His large hands come up to cage my thighs so I don't move around so much but that only flames the desire burning through my veins.

“And yet you were ready to climb it like a mountain goat.” I laughed awkwardly, fingers brushing his as I took the jar. Mistake. Fire bloomed up my arm at the contact. “Thank you,” I said, trying not to sound breathless. “Um… not to be weird but… do I know you?” His eyes flickered with amusement. “You should.” He took a step closer. “I’m Dean Maddox.” My stomach dropped. Wait…no. NO. Dean Maddox? The name my dad never stopped mentioning? His best friend? The one he “trusted more than anyone on earth”? My crush is my dad's best friend?

"You did, dad!" "Okay fine, is there anything you've asked for that I've never done? If you wanted my attention or anything, you could have asked?" "Oh really? I am not jealous that you've got a second chance, mate. Of course, I am very happy and I'm even happier that your second mate is my best friend. What I am saying is that you shouldn't forget that you have a daughter," Hannah clarified and Tyler exhaled. "I've heard from you and I am sorry. You know daddy loves you so much," Tyler said as he pulled her cheeks and Hannah giggled.

“Since I was fourteen. Lily and I have been best friends forever. Alexander has always been like a second father to me.” “Second father,” Marcus repeated, tasting the words. His eyes gleamed with amusement. “Interesting choice of words. Because the energy between you two doesn’t feel very… fatherly.” Alexander stood up abruptly, towering over Marcus. “That’s enough. Mia is family. You will speak about her with respect, or you can take your documents and leave.”