Forbidden Love: My Daddy's Best Friend

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“No…I don’t want to walk away and stop this, Daddy.” He groans and pushes me back until I’m laid down. His hands stroke up my legs, pushing them further apart.

I expect him to grasp my hips. Instead, his hands continue their journey up my body while his head lowers and drops between my thighs. I feel his tongue stroke along my clit, his hands wrapping around my throat.

My body vibrates with pleasure as his tongue moves slowly. His hands around my neck keep me against his mouth. He works slowly, gently, moving from my core back up to my clit, each time it causes my hips to raise.

Slowly, his tongue begins to speed up and spear into me. His groans against me cause my body to tremble with need. Each movement of his tongue seems to work faster and deeper. Pushing me higher and making me a little more crazier than before.

My hands grasp into his hair as his hands tighten around my neck. His tongue drags along my sex, and he sucks against my clit. The word no is screamed from my lips as I try and push him away, only for him to bury his head deeper between my thigh.

My body rocks, and I cry out. Adour swells within me, and I lose

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control of my body as his mouth and tongue work even faster. I barely even gain back my consciousness before he’s pushing me into another orgasm. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

I black out, it hits that I forget how to breathe, and my entire body feels like it’s covered in goosebumps as the blood flows through it faster.

His hands release on my neck, his head raising from between my thighs. My release covers his face and beard. His hands. grasp my hips, and he pulls me to stand in front of him. I feel his mouth against my near.

“The next guy who touches you, if he can’t do that, walk away.” Shit…I don’t even know how to answer. He turns and grabs a drink before handing me one.

“Is something wrong?” He looks at me, and I know why he’s asking.

“I just, I’m not sure what to say or do now. I feel out of place.”

He chuckles. “Now you don’t know what to do or say and feel out of place? Not before, when you were naked or screaming my name?”

I bite my lip.

“This just proved my point,” he taps the paper. “How bad would

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it have been after your one–night stand?” I nod my head and glance at the clock.

“I’m going to be late.” I got lost in everything.

“Get sorted here. Use Jake’s room.” I move and pull the dress on, just so my body is covered. I don’t feel ready to walk around naked. Grabbing my things I rush upstairs and he follows, I watch him go into his room and I go to Jake’s room. Showering. I get dressed and find the shoes.

After putting them on, I go through his drawers. I can’t find my hairdryer, which I need to dry my hair. Giving up, I tie it up and decide that will have to do.

Walking out, I see his door open slightly. Walking over, I raise my hand to knock and stop when I see him through the gap in the door. My eyes go to his hand as it moves over his cock.

He’s big. Really, damn huge. I swallow hard and watch his hand move. “Ruby, step in here.” How did he know I was here? I step in and watch his hand move. “I’m sure that this will work and mean you can cross of number thirteen.”

All I can do is nod. My eyes fixed on the way his hand strokes his cock. His tongue moves over his lips. “I can still taste you on my lips.” He groans and moves his hand faster. “So fucking sweet, so pure.” I watch as his hand quickens and tightens on his cock. “You taste like heaven.” He growls, and his hips buck, I -watch as the cum spurts out of him landing on his hand and

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stomach. Slowly, his hand stops.

“Enjoy your night, Ruby. Stay safe.”

All I can do is nod, turn and run. Which I do, I run and fucking fast. I’m not even sure what the hell just happened. Getting outside, I climb into the car and begin driving.

Yet, my mind is on him. On every move he made, on all the ways I felt. The ways he made me feel without even damn touching me. Hours later, I stopped outside the club. I see Bex and her

car.

Slipping off the dress, I put on the mask and walked over. Knocking on the window, I watched her open it.

“You were ages. I tried calling. Did his daddy apologise for his son being an asshole?”

“Like you wouldn’t know.” She tilts her head and gets out. I watch as she puts on the mask.

“What did that mean?” She hooks her arm through mine, and we walk in; she leans in and sniffs me before feeling my hair. “Oh no, you didn’t fuck his dad as revenge did you?” She laughs and looks at me. “You did?”

“No! I didn’t fuck him or use him for revenge.” I walk to the bar and order a drink, her eyes staying fixed on me.

“You did something. What happened?” She

at me, waiting.

Standing, I explain what happened, and her eyes widen.

“His dad?” She stares at me.

“He’s actually really fucking hot. Like, unbelievably hot. So yes.”

Her eyes almost come out of their sockets. “His dad!”

All I can do is nod. “I think I regret it now. At the time, though, my body was exploding with pleasure, and it wanted him, so when he told me to say no, I didn’t.”

God, what did I do? It was Jake’s dad! Of course, everyone is going to think that was for revenge, but it wasn’t. Oliver was for revenge, his dad? Well, that was for me.

We walk around the club, it’s amazing, surely this would be a safe place to find someone to have fun with? I mean, there’s contracts and shit.

Rules that must be followed. I stand holding the whip, tangling it around my fingers.

“I have to say, I’m glad we came here.” Bex smiles, and I nod.

“It is an amazing place.” If only I had someone to use it with. I’m

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not sure I’m comfortable signing up to use it with a random guy, even if they are all vetted beforehand. My body leans against the bar as we talk.

I do want to come back. Hands appear on either side of me. Bex glances at me and then at the person behind me.

“Now, why are you here, Ruby? Didn’t we agree that you trying anything like this with a stranger was dangerous?”

My body instantly sets on fire with pleasure as I hear his words. Bex’s eyes widen, and a knowing look crosses her face.

“I’m getting home.” She smiles and walks away, no! She was meant to talk sense into me and tell me not to do it again. She wasn’t meant to leave me here, in a full–on sex club or, rather, BDSM club.