Lahat ng Kabanata ng Best Friend’s Daddy Obsession : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

He chuckled darkly against my lips, clearly pleased with my reaction. “Still tender, baby girl?” he murmured, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction.I pulled back just enough to glare at him, my chest heaving. “You’re an ass.”His smirk widened, and he squeezed me again, sending a fresh jolt of sensation through me. “And yet you keep coming back for more. What does that say about you?”I wanted to snap back, to fire off some witty retort, but the truth lodged itself in my throat. He wasn’t wrong. Every time I thought I’d had enough, he pulled me right back in, leaving me craving more of the intensity only he could provide.“You’re infuriating,” I muttered, shoving at his chest in a feeble attempt to create some distance.He didn’t budge. Instead, he tightened his grip on me, his green eyes gleaming with amusement. “And you love it.”I hated how right he was, but I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of admitting it. So instead, I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my ch

He traced slow, torturous circles around the bundle of nerves and my hips bucked against his sure and steady touch.Yes.This. More of this…My breathing was ragged and unsteady, and I could feel the pleasure building inside me, threatening to consume me. I couldn’t take much more of this without breaking apart.“Please, Vincent ,” I begged.“What do you need, sweet girl?” he asked, his voice husky and full of a need of his own.“Please let me come, please,” I pleaded. His fingers began to speed up and my breath caught in the back of my throat as a surge of desire spiraled through me like a heated knife through butter.“Come for me, Jennifer ,” he commanded, his voice soft and filled with dominance.His fingers sped up more, and within moments, I shattered, a powerful orgasm crashing over me.I gasped, my entire body shuddering as the pleasure rolled through me in waves. I moaned, my core cinching tight with pleasure over and over again.Oh. Please.“Fuck,” I breathed, the wo

Vincent I sat still, the sound of Jennifer ’s footsteps growing faint as she ascended the stairs. I watched her leave the kitchen, her form graceful but hesitant, the faint blush coloring her cheeks. For a moment, I let her thoughts linger on my offer, leaving her to wrestle with whatever emotions were stirring inside her.I needed to focus, though. There were matters at hand that couldn’t wait. I made my way to my office, settling behind my desk, scanning the multiple screens that displayed real-time footage of my home. The events of the past few days had left me restless, and the breach of my security system only added to the weight on my shoulders. Whoever had managed to slip through the cracks knew far too much, and I needed answers.My attention narrowed on one screen. A brief, blurry image of the intruder’s face appeared for a fraction of a second. Leonel had worked tirelessly on the footage, and the enhancements he’d made since last night were impressive. I zoomed in, hoping

Vincent Jennifer had slept through most of the afternoon, and I let her. After all, she deserved the rest. I hadn’t exactly been gentle with her earlier, but it had been worth it—her responses were etched into my mind.Even now, I could still feel the lingering essence of her on my lips, the memory of her overwhelming desire vivid in my thoughts. She was intoxicating, and the thought of experiencing her that way again sent a thrill through me. But for now, I let her rest. She needed it.I was in the kitchen when the soft patter of her bare feet reached my ears. Turning toward the sound, I saw her walk in, wearing that light blue sundress again.She was breathtaking. The dress suited her perfectly, and there was a brightness in her eyes, a sense of calm that made it seem as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Her hair was smooth, not a strand out of place, and she looked composed, collected—like she hadn’t been completely vulnerable just hours before.But I knew better.

The sun’s warmth kissed my face as I slowly woke up from a peaceful sleep. Vincent ’s arms were wrapped tightly around me, holding me securely against his chest. I stayed as still as possible, not wanting to disturb the calm of the moment or wake him up.I couldn’t help but gaze at him. His face was soft in slumber, a serene smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His dark hair was a bit messy, falling slightly over his forehead, making him look even more handsome than usual.I traced a light path over his chest with my fingers, enjoying the feel of his solid form beneath me. Just then, I felt his hold on me tighten slightly, and his eyes fluttered open.Vincent looked down at me, his sleepy smile instantly lighting up his face.“Morning, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice low and full of warmth.A rush of warmth spread through me, and I smiled shyly. “Morning,” I whispered back, locking eyes with him.He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “You look even more stunnin