A Dirty Secret With My Best Friend's Dad
Content warning (18+):
This isn't your clean romance. It's messy, raw, burning with heats and intense. Enter at your own risk.
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I didn't expect to be fucked by my best friend's dad after crashing at their lake house.
They were out of the country and I came to recover from a heartbreak, but I ended up riding his cock all night.
He rammed into my pussy as I screamed out my lungs, and the next morning, I sneaked out.
Did everything to avoid running into him, but I soon find him sitting across the desk as my boss.
I tried so hard to resist him, but I couldn't. I fingered myself in my office, shamelessly moaning his name.
Turns out he watched through the camera, and he stopped me from cumming as a punishment for avoiding him.
But I defied him, this time I cummed, fingers deep inside my pussy, warm sticky wetness dripping down the floor as I cum despite his raging voice through the intercom.
Later, I suck him off to make it up to him, his fat thick cock fills my mouth, his precum spread through my tongue, he cums hard, thrusting into my throat.
Then he rewarded me, spread me out on his desk and thrust into my dripping cunt, hard, painful, filling me to the hilt.
I know I'm going to hell, I might as well just burn, so I let him use me however he wants. I take his cock without a word, spread for him anytime, until his daughter walks in on us.
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Chapter 6
~Sienna~
"Come in." I say as a knock sounds on my door.
"Hey, sea..." Nova squeals, flashing a dramatic smile as she steps inside.
My mouth falls open, watching her circle around my desk.
"I-l didn't expect to see you here." I blurt, swallowing hard. "I didn't know you visited your father. You never told me anything about his work."
She snorts, raises a brow and shrugs. "It's just once a while. And about the work-I wanted to surprise you." She beams.
I can't help but smile as she pulls me into a hug.
"You look good babe." Nova teases. "My executive secretary."
"I didn't know you'd be working directly under my father. I just told him you had a degree in real estate and he that's fine-he'd find something for you-"
"Wait-" I interrupts. "Your dad knew I was applying before I even came?"
Nova sighs, glancing side ways. "Yeah. But, I know you, Sienna. You're good. If I could help, why not? Beside, you were interviewed and you did great."
I swallow, gripping the pen in my hands tightly, I just can't wrap my head around it. He knew I was coming before I did and he's been pulling the strings all along.
"Sienna?" Nova calls, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you upset?"
"What?" I gulp. "No-never. Thank you for believing in me by the way." I joked lightly.
She laughs, looping her arm through mine. "Leave work for now. It's time for lunch. Come on-work isn't going anywhere."
"Okay, okay." I stand up, reaching for my bag.
"No, leave that. It's covered." She says and tugging me out of the office.
"I think I'm going to start wearing suit like you." Nova says running her hands over her bodycon dress. "You look so hot and powerful-like..." she flips her hair and winks.
My steps flatter for a second before matching her pace.
"Why are we going to your father's office? I thought we were going to lunch-"
"You'll see." She cuts in, punching the code without having to wait.
This can't be good, I know Nova means well but Norman's another story entirely.
The office is empty, and I sigh, relief washing over me, but only for a moment as Nova doesn't stop. She pulls me deeper into the room, opening one of the doors at the far end.
Inside sits Norman, his eyes locks on mine, lips twitching faintly. The hairs on the back of my neck rise, my stomach turns and I look away quickly.
Three others chairs sits round the wooden table, dishes neatly spread on it.
A private dining room, beautiful, elegant and small with a minibar along the wall. I don't notice any of it, all I want is an excuse to escape this diner, but that's like wishing for snow in summer.
Nova pulls out a chair for me and grabs one for herself.
"Mr. Garrison." I murmur, taking a sit.
His nostrils flare, eyes harden for a moment before they soften again.
"Dad, I'm so happy Sienna's working directly with you. Now I can be assured no one's going to intimidate her," Nova says brightly. "She's my best friend-my sister from another mother."
I force a smile back at her, the chopsticks in my hand almost falls off.
Nova takes a sips of her juice, and clears her throat. "Dad, don't use that domineering boss attitude on my friend. Promise me you'll take care of her?"
I freeze, my gaze flickering up to his.
He smirks. "Of course. Sienna's good at what she does. She's holding all the power."
"You see?" Nova giggles. "I told you it's your brain that you got this job."
My throat tightens, and I choke on the bite of beef I'm chewing.
"You okay?" Nova whispers, concern in her eyes.
I nod quickly, and reach for the glass of water.
"Are you better now?" Norman's voice cuts in, deep and measured.
I nod again, refusing to meet his gaze, Nova is oblivious, but I catch the meaning behind his words.
How can he be calm and so bold, playing around even with his daughter right here.
The rest of the meal passes in uneasy silence, and the moment Nova steps out, chattering about something she's forgotten, I stand, ready to make my escape, but Norman is suddenly in front of me, blocking the way.
His eyes narrowing at me, and I swallow, licking my suddenly dry lips. My heart races, sweat breaking down my spine.
He groans, leaning closer as his hands comes to rest on the table, caging me in. I tried to move back but it's futile, his breath fans my face, his legs brushes against mine.
"What are you doing?" I whisper, my heart hammering fiercely.
He smirks, then wrap his hand around my waist, the running the other over me, groping my butt, through my clothes.
My body trembles, my stomach tightens in knot as my breath labors.
"I'm taking care of you." He murmurs, his tone low, his hands coming up, dangerously close to my tits.
"I'm-I'm fine.... Mr. Garrison-" I breathe, leaning back slightly, but he doesn't move.
"No. You're not, but I can help you. If you scream my name the same way you did that night whiie you cum over my cock."
I gasp, my eyes widen as I look around.
"Yeah. I can still hear your moans and screams ringing in my ears." He growls, his chest rumbling. "The way your body responds to every of my touches. The way your greedy cunt takes me, over and over. Such an insatiable whore."
My face burns, he pulls me closer, cupping my tits in his hand.
"Mmm..." I bite my lips, my eyes squeezing shut.
Fuck! I can feel the dampness in my panties, my pussy pulsing, creaming my wetness and my body goes limp in his hands. His lips hovers around my neck, not touching but close enough to, his thump rubs over my nipples, it strains over my shirt, stone hard and painful.
His name lingers on my tongue, my body begs for release, I want to moan out, I want to scream, but I'm scared.
"I know you're dripping and all freaking mess down there, that's how dirty you are, but until you give me what I want-"
He kisses my neck, and thrust his hardness into my lower stomach. "You won't be getting this."
I want to grab his neck in that moment and pull his lips to mine, spread my legs and let him use me to his desire.
My whole body is trembling with need and abandon, my tits begs to be freed, to sucked. I want his lips everywhere, to forget my reason and lost myself in him.
I slump back unto the table, face flush and heart racing.
"Mr. Garrison-"
His jaw clenches, breath quickens.
"Dad!" Nova voice breaks slices through the tension as the office door bangs open.
My head jerks towards the door to the dining room, my body freezes in place. Norman turns away from me, but not before pinning me with a hard look.
I stumble away from the table as if it burns my skin, and I plaster a smile I'm sure doesn't reach my eyes as I face the door just as it opens.
Nova enters, the excitement on her face fading as her gaze darts between us.
Fuck-Fuck, fuck.
God, please, not now, I tremble, my hands clench tightly behind me.
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When she threw my father’s antique music box into a cactus display, he watched as I tore my hands apart trying to save it.
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