All Chapters of My Bestfriend’s Daddy : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Eliana  Salt and musk exploded on my tongue as I pressed another kiss to the head of his cock, this time letting my tongue flick out to lap at the precum beading there. "Shit!" Theo's hand tightened in my hair, but he didn't pull me away. His thighs trembled against my palms and he bucked his hips, his cock dangling over my face with each movement.  I opened my mouth wider and took him in, just the tip at first, swirling my tongue around the head. His cock was so thick my lips stretched obscenely around it, my jaw already starting to ache. "Christ," he hissed, his hips jerking. "We shouldn't dammit. You're still recovering..." I ignored him and took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked. Oh I missed this. I missed the taste of him so bad. My pussy creamed just from the taste of his musk and salty precum and I sucked harder. The wet sounds filled the bathroom, obsc

Eliana I straddled Theo's lap at the kitchen table, my thighs bracketing his, wearing nothing but one of his dress shirts that hung halfway down my thighs. The morning sun streamed through the windows, painting everything gold. "Open," Theo murmured, bringing a forkful of scrambled eggs to my lips. I opened my mouth obediently, my eyes locked on his as he fed me. Damn the man could cook. I had woken up to him making us breakfast and though we'd barely said more than ten words to each other since I woke, he pulled me down on the couch with him to eat breakfast.   Well technically, I was doing the eating while he watched my lips wrap around the fork, chest rising and falling rapidly. The eggs were perfectly fluffy and seasoned just right, but I barely tasted them. I was too focused on the way he watched me, his free hand tracing lazy circles on my bare thigh. "Mhmm," he h

Theodore Vivienne's name flashed across my screen. Was she back? Why else was she creating a fuss and calling me severally?  I declined the call, making a mental note to call her later, shoved the phone in my pocket and turned back to Eliana. The devastation I had just put in those hazel eyes gutted her. My phone buzzed again in my pocket. I reached down and silenced it without looking, my eyes never leaving Eliana's face. She stood there with her arms wrapped around herself like she was trying to hold the pieces together, and fuck if that didn't destroy me. The numbness in her expression was worse than anger. I wanted her to get mad. I wanted her to yell at me for drafting a stupid contract to keep her away from me, anything at all other than the look on her face as if she had already accepted this and had been expecting it all along. My chest constricted. When I had walked

Theodore Those two weeks on the island had to be the best fucking two weeks of my life. Doing nothing but be tangled up in sheets with Eliana had been blissful and I would have remained longer. I should have, Eliana how anxious we was antsy to get back to work and nothing I said or did could convince her to stay a little longer.   I stood in my office, holding up termination papers in my hands. Julian Davidson's employment file sat on my desk. All those years of service and he had rendered them all useless.   Eliana had mumbled that she noticed anomalies while working on a budget for a project and Julian had gotten furious when I had him audited thinking I was having him audited for embezzlement. If I wasn't so pissed, I would have laughed at the ridiculousness.   Davidson had been stealing from me. While combing through financial records looking for anomalies that might

Eliana. The backdoor opened and Serena of all people stepped out of the back seat. My keys slipped between my fingers and I caught them before they hit the ground, my hands shaking. Of course. Of course it was her. She just didn't know when to quit, did she? "Eliana, wait!" My heels clicked faster against the concrete pathway leading to my porch. The key scraped against the lock as I tried to jam it in. "I said wait!" Her footsteps pounded behind me. "We need to talk!" The door swung open. "We have nothing to talk about." "The hell we don't!" Her hand slammed against the door before I could close it, shoving it back open. She pushed past me into my living room, her suffocating perfume filling my small space. "Get out of my house." My voice came out sharp now. We weren't at wor