Pleasuring my dad's best friend

na's

t, I'm praying that my heart doesn't explo

ore careful and vigilant, considering what I got going on with him. How could I h

Mr. Scott had come to pay a visit. And just like that I blew ever

e even faster. I was scared, hoping Mr. Scott wouldn't reveal eve

Mr. Scott might tell him the truth, I replied in a hurry. "nothing, no

I told you." then turning back to me, he a

ook on his face, something in his eyes- in his gaze, a look of disgust. Now he will surely hate me forever. I cannot say I regret what I did but

night, goodbye to the dream of finally getting them to

nto a beautiful, smart a

ry word biting deep into my skin, my heart. I wanted to run to him, e

ll my dad went on and on about my acade

London, you can help me keep an eye on her." As if things couldn't get any worse. if only my dad knew

meeting. Mr. Scott's phone rang, he excused himself and left the room. The perfect opportunity to get to talk to him a

led out breathlessly as I hurr

g to offer. He laughed, a mocking, dangerous laughter. Maybe coming out here wasn'

ly process a good enough sentence. His gaze was so intimidating, yet hot, so hot I was already imagining him punis

ar and sadness for what I was about to lose filled me. Excitement for what could possibly happe

replied shamelessly, taking slo

gravity of what

what I did. What is wrong with me going after what I want?" I asked,

rbidden! You're my best friend's daughter for go

r best friend's daughter, does it matter? I know you want me just as much as I want you, after last night you can't deny what's going on between us." I robbed my hand

s." I pressed my chest, my full breasts against his chest, pressing my abdomen to his bulge. He took h

st his ear. "you want me, you want to fuck me,

force of the push or his voice that had me falling face first to the ground. I

e dramatic girls from movies. Whimpering and moaning in pain - there barely was any pain at all, I allowed some tears to

ank

re?" My dad! How much