All Chapters of My Best Friend's Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

GiovanniFridayShe’s on the desk, her legs spread wide, giving me a perfect view of her hot, tight core. Her hand trails up her leg; I swallow hard as she rubs her slit, my mouth watering. She sinks her fingers in and out while juices gush from that perfect slit.“Fuck me, Mr. C,” she grins, slowly pushing her finger in; my cock swells.Ring… Ring…I pull myself away from my daydream and groan as I reach for my phone. I don’t know what Brandi has done to me, but I’m completely under her spell. All I’ve been thinking about since the party is fucking her. I groan again when I see Gianna’s name on the phone. She always seems to call whenever my mind strays, reminding me why I shouldn’t be fucking her best friend. I sigh before answering.“Hey, Papi.”“Hey, honey. Are you okay? Do I need to shoot that boy now?”“Papi!” she shouts, which makes me chuckle. She’s so protective of that punk.“Fine, but one day you’ll want me to shoot him.”“Papi, stop it! Carlos has been amazing, and trust me

Brandi can be your substitute daughter for the day.”The thought of Brandi as my daughter makes me sick. After all the things we’ve done to each other, that isn’t possible. But I can’t tell my daughter that, so all I can do is smile and nod.“Hmmm, I’ll remember this on my deathbed,” she laughs and reaches up to ruffle my hair.“Papi, I love you. See you later.”“Okay, call me. Don’t work yourself too hard.”“I won’t.” She waves goodbye and turns to leave.“She won’t work too hard, Mr. C, and if she does, I’ll make sure she’s satisfied.”What the hell is he talking about?“Get out of my house before I get my gun!” I shout as he hurries out. I slam the door behind him. What does my sweet Gigi see in that loser? I wonder, resting my hand on the door and running my fingers through my hair.Suddenly, I remember my real problem. I’m alone with Brandi. Sure, the servants are here, but we’re basically alone with no one to stop us... and the first thing I’m thinking is that I can finally see a

Warning ** Non-consensual Sexual ContactBrandiLynn pulls away, gasping for air. He looks at me, a pained expression on his face, before turning back to the door. *Why do you look like I betrayed you when you’re the one who ran away?* I want to ask, but before I can, he speaks.“Uh, sorry, it seems I’m interrupting.” He turns to leave but pauses at the door. He looks back at me for a moment before exiting the room and closing the door. A strange feeling settles in my chest—an unfamiliar and uncomfortable one that I’d imagine is guilt if I had to guess. But should I feel guilty when I have no obligation to him?“Shit! Shit, I have to talk to him.” Lynn, who had been frozen from shock, jumps to her feet. She grabs her dress, throws it on, and chases after him. I can’t imagine what he’s thinking or how he feels right now, but it seems whenever he sees me, he goes running. I sigh; I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I have no interest in Lynn or any woman, for that matter. It was fun teasin

BrandiIt’s been a couple of weeks since I started school, and I’m adjusting to life pretty well with my classes and grades. Although I don’t have any friends, I’m happy—well, happier than I was a few months ago when I was with that monster. I look down at my book and smile as I listen to the English teacher speak. After a few minutes, he stops.“Okay, class, our time’s up. Please visit my office hours if you have any questions about the assignment.” Without wasting a second, I jump up, gather my books, and head straight for the door. I have math class in two hours, but I’m free right now. I think I’ll go to the library and catch up on some reading. I make my way through the hallways when I hear those three words that unravel me every time.“Cum for me.” I jerk back, half-expecting Colin to appear and snatch me up. My heart pounds in my chest as I look around.“What was that?”“Come to me,” the voice says again. When I look up, I realize it’s someone else, not talking to me. I breathe

BrandiI stir suddenly from sleep, disoriented, as I scan the dark bedroom. Where am I? The room feels unfamiliar. I look down and see his hand around my waist, triggering memories of earlier. I came to see him, and we had sex. It was never my intention to visit him—I thought I’d gotten him out of my system after Houston—but whenever I see him, all I want is to be wrapped in his arms. I need to let him go, though. Today was nice, but it probably won’t happen again. I sigh; he’d never tell Gianna about us anyway. Shit! What time is it? I’m supposed to meet her at eight. I look around for my phone—oh, I left it in his office.I gently lift his hand from my waist and slip out of bed. I grab my shoes from the foot of the bed and turn to leave, then pause and return to his side. His face is barely visible, faintly lit by the light streaming in from outside. I lean down and kiss his forehead.“Take care of yourself, Mr.—Gio,” I whisper before slipping out of the room. This might be the last