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My Father's Best Friend Dinner Has to Go
Lanie Desire was pain. At least, it had suddenly become that way. I’d never before experienced the things Andrew made me. With him, every experience was unknown. My body tingled, itched, and ached in extraordinary ways. Every time he glanced at me, my heart fluttered.Rolling up to the parking lot of a small restaurant, he opened my door as he always did and then held my hand for the walk inside. The place was low-key but also a hot spot. I’d never been to it before, but I recognized the name. Potted plants covered the circular layout, and the staff all wore black vests. The host escorted us to a small table in a corner. Instead of taking the seat on the other side of the table, Andrew ignored where the host had put his menu and settled in right next to me. His knee brushed against mine, and I sucked in a breath. Why had I let him take me out of my apartment? Screw dinner. We could have had boxed mac n’ cheese for all I cared. Or nothing at all. My appetite had up and vanished the s
My Father's Best Friend Can't Get Enough
Lanie We climbed into the car, the silence charged. When Andrew pulled up to Hotel Crystal, I audibly gasped. The place was the swankiest hotel in the city. Erica and I had gone there for afternoon tea once, just to feel fancy, and we’d been blown away by how put-together the place was. “I couldn’t wait another block,” Andrew explained, stopping at the valet stand. Taking our bagged dinner, he handed over the keys and led me inside. The hotel’s lobby shined like each inch of it had just been waxed. Gold and white blocks of diamonds led the way to the front desk and then to the elevator. He stopped by the front to grab the key, and I was grateful for a chance to catch my breath. “Ready?” He smiled and motioned for me to join him at the elevator. “Sure,” I mumbled, not at all sure of myself or anything else. I pressed my palms together as we rode up the floors, conscious of the few people standing next to us.This is it. For months, every Monday had been the same. Do some work at
My Father's Best Friend Trying Out the Bed
Lanie Pressing his face against the inside of my thigh, he nipped me slightly. A cry burst from my throat but a smile also warped my lips. Andrew grinned against the sensitive skin of my thigh before taking his face lower.Pushing my panties to the side, he gave my folds one achingly slow lick. It was far from enough. My legs were shaking, and I couldn’t stop my hips from bucking against his mouth. Twisting my panties, he pulled them off and tossed them to the floor. Once again, his face disappeared between my legs. This time, though, it brought with it the pleasure I so badly wanted. His warm tongue ran slow circles around my sensitive spots, eliciting more cries from me. Working his hands back up my stomach, he pushed my bra cups all the way down and found my breasts. The twists on my nipples became sharper as his tongue sped up the pace. Breathtaking pleasure mixed with a lining of pain, sending me over the edge. I burst, calling his name as I held onto his hair by the roots. Wi
My Father's Best Friend Waking Up Together
Andrew In my dreams, Lanie was beneath me, her soft cries of pleasure ringing through the room. I took her mouth with mine, claiming her, showing her that she belonged to me. No other man would ever touch her. From somewhere nearby, a banging sounded. I blinked, realizing I’d been sleeping. Rubbing my eyes, I took in the dark room. Floor-length mirror. White wardrobe. A thin sliver of morning light coming in through the cream curtains. And, in my arms, a beautiful woman. I inhaled quick, shocked that the night hadn’t been a dream at all. But for how long had we been in the hotel suite? I hadn’t meant to fall asleep. We were only supposed to stay for a few hours before I took her home. And yet I couldn’t even remember thinking about getting out of bed.Judging by the light, morning was on its way. This was usually the time I got up, needing to jump in the pool for my morning laps before heading to work. Secured in my arms, Lanie fidgeted. She yawned lightly, stretching an arm out
My Father's Best Friend Raven Knows
Lanie I slowed my car down as the houses became larger and farther apart. “This neighborhood is super nice,” I quietly said into the phone. “Where did you expect him to live?” Erica responded. I shrugged, though she couldn’t see me. On her end, Matt’s muffled voice said something. “What are you guys doing?” I asked.“His friend has some house party tonight, so we might swing by that. Unless your new boyfriend wants us to come over and crash your dinner party.”I smiled to myself, deciding not to correct her use of “boyfriend.” It had been three days since I woke up in a hotel bed with one of the most amazing men in the universe, and I’d spent every second since then burning to see him. Gone was the belief that a couple of fun evenings would be enough. I wanted more from Andrew. Though I was worried about putting an exact label on what I desired, the truth was I simply wanted him around. I loved it when he was with me, and I didn’t want that ever to change. For the last three da
My Father's Best Friend The Rules
Lanie I opened my mouth, not sure what to address first. It warmed my heart that Raven had indirectly suggested I might be her dad’s girlfriend, though we were far from that stage.“I’m sorry about your mom,” I ended up saying.She shrugged. “It was a long time ago. The shitty thing was Dad disappearing because of it. But lately, it’s been better. It’s been chill.” She nodded to herself and looked away. My whole chest warmed up. “I’m glad to hear that.”“I know it’s because of you.” Her gaze was on me again, a mixed bag of emotions. “Um, thank you? Or ...”“It’s good.”“Great,” I sighed in relief.She wrapped her hand around the ladder and swung slightly on it. “Yeah, he really likes you.”I had to bite down on my lip to stop the shit-eating grin forming there. “He’s great.”“Raven?” Andrew’s voice called from down the hall. “Lanie’s going to be here soon.”My heart flipped, and I turned in time to see Andrew emerge in the doorway. At the sight of me, his eyes went wide.“Oh,” he qu
My Father's Best Friend Interrupted
Lanie Andrew sighed, and I gave him a timid, encouraging smile. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” he admitted. “I bet most people feel that way.”He shook his head. “It’s good that she’s going out. She didn’t used to. But now that she’s acting normal again, I’m left with a whole new problem.”“That of raising a teenager?”“Exactly.” He laughed. I lifted a shoulder. “Sorry. I wish I could be more help.” “This is your job, isn’t it?” He reached across the table and took my hand in his. Flipping my arm over, his fingers ran up and down the delicate spot there. Pleasure danced through me.“Um, what were we talking about again?”Andrew smiled. “Nothing,” he whispered. “We’re finally alone.”“Yeah,” I thickly gasped. “We are.”For a long moment, we stayed where we were, his fingers dancing across my arm. After days of yearning for his touch, getting it made me feel so good I was afraid I’d pass out. “Want to see the living room?” he asked after a while. I’d already gotten a peek at it ea
My Father's Best Friend Everything Falls Apart
Lanie “Is that you, Lanie?” Mom called as I closed the front door behind me. “Yeah!” I hung my jean jacket up and made my way through the house, following the spicy-sweet scent in the air. As expected, my mom was in the kitchen. As I entered, she pulled a baking sheet of cookies from the oven and set them on the stove top. “Those look good,” I commented, leaning against the kitchen island. “They’re for the library bake sale tomorrow. I thought we could ice them.” She turned to me, and her eyes went wide. “That’s not what you’re wearing, is it?”I looked down at my jeans, ankle boots, and sweater. “Uh, to the bake sale? Isn’t that tomorrow?”Mom pursed her lips. The oven mitt hit the counter with a grand display of annoyance. “To your father’s event.”“What?” Realization, come days too late, struck. “Crap. That’s tonight?”“Yes. I hope you’re going home and changing.”“Mom, I forgot. I have plans.”She studied me. “What kind of plans?”“Plans with Andrew.”“Lanie—”“Mom, don’t.”“Yo
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