Craving My Best Friend's Alpha Daddy

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ge dining table that could fit two whole famil

her brows at me, lo

mach. "I'm feeling pressed. I ne

arm. "Okay then. You'll mee

heart was already beating harder than normal. I wasn't real

... It had been faint but steady ever since we

ven though Liana had said he wasn't home, and if he

o see him,

so many women in the pack kept whispering about him

en that hun

I had been trying to push down ever since we st

with every step. I didn't know his exact scent yet, but som

r voice sharp. 'What if it's not him? What if i

let me see the person first.

oked heavy. I grabbed the handle

or swu

nside witho

ward a few steps befor

ed, his back to me, that firm

lowed

t felt

I had tr

re. I shouldn't have fol

u!' my wol

the next, he was right in front of me. His hand shot out and gr

t from the sudden grip, bu

owan Ni

hree regions in th

friend's

streaks of white at the sides. Lips that were full and pink, just like

pull myse

hell was

as his grip tighte

without knocking?" His

orced the words out. "I'm so

e me. Goosebumps ran all over my skin. His hand relaxed a bit on m

pulling me closer. "I clearly heard you and my da

. I couldn't look away. He l

in on your best friend's dad while he's naked and dressing?"

his bed and saw his c

had really wa

s with his other

... I wouldn't do that

re alone, you call me Daddy. I know how much you want to." He leaned

y suddenly, leavin

hose strong abs and thick arms. I tried not

Big. Thick. Almost the size of my ar

h twisted

forced my eyes back up. He was still

drooling over your b

ne slow s

pounded

no shame,

er called me that, but coming from his m

me up here and drool over her father..." He dragged me closer again. I me

mach f

opped lower. "Bend down and suck my dick. I

ight. "Yes, Daddy," I whispere

s right there on the

ed to be doing this. I kept telling mysel

fight me the whole way, had gone

his length. He throbbed in my grip, his

k. His muscles corded in his neck as if he were fi

, then finding a rhythm. He let out a ragged breath, his knuckles white where he

n't to

e me down, and strangely, that

, to grab me and use me however he please

es locked on his face. I wanted to see h

be the one t

at spilled out onto my cheek. He looked

my hair. I didn't flinch; I smiled. This was what I wanted. He

e your little mouth

wait for a