Forbidden Love: My Daddy's Best Friend novel Chapter 25

Jealousy 

I was sat staring at him, had my dad noticed, then what? Wait, no! 

“That doesn’t mean you can grab her fucking ass.” My words are loud as he removes my clothes, his mouth teasing my body. 

“Oh, but the fire in your eyes baby girl. I imagined you coming over and dragging her away, claiming me as yours.” He groans, his cock hard against me. “Now, I plan to make you scream all night and remind. you exactly who I belong to.” 

I whimper again and shake against him. I’ve had men claim me as theirs, but this is different, he is making me aware I’m his. Somehow, that is hot as fuck, and I crave more of it like he can tell his words. 

continue. 

“You think I don’t want them to know? If I could tell them I’m yours. and only yours I would. Fuck, baby girl, how have you got me to be yours?” His words are moaned, and I don’t like this conversation now, I’m scared as hell he is going to say he loves me. So I do the only thing I can think of to shut him up. 

I fall to my knees, my mouth wrapping around his cock, he groans and holds me against him as his hips move. I don’t want any ‘love you‘ from anyone, it gives Joel more power, and that makes me weaker. It works, he forgets what he was saying and is focused on using my mouth to gain his pleasure. 

He pulls back, his hands lifting me and I wrap my body around him as he carries me up to the playroom. He wastes no time, his hands setting me on my feet before chaining my hands to the ceiling. 

“I made your dad aware I was busy tonight baby girl, so unless it’s a real emergency, no one will stop us.” I smile at that as I watch him. move and walk around the back of me. His hand moves grasping my neck, choking me slightly. 

“Baby girl, I am going to play with. Play so much you will scream for more while wondering if I will really kill you, but craving it.” I whimper feeling his hand tighten on my neck. 

“Do it daddy, let’s see just how far I am willing to go.” He groans and grasps my hips, and I push back against him. 

“Don’t tempt me, baby girl, you’re lucky your dad can’t know otherwise there would be marks on your neck.” Hell, I want to tell him to leave marks there, but I know my dad would ask questions. 

“I like tempting you Daddy, now, didn’t you say something about playing?” I feel his hand stroke down my legs, he fastens the spreader bar between them, opening it as far as it can go. 

“I am baby girl. First, it’s going to be slow, taunting, and gentle. Making you cry tears of frustration, then, hard, fast and dirty.” I don’t like his plan but I won’t fight it. I watch as his fingers stroke along me, slowly taunting me. 

After ten minutes he has touched everywhere on my body, and now he begins again, this time though, his mouth follows his fingers on their quest to touch every part of me. I know he said slow, and taunting, but fuck. This is evil. 

I fight back the moans and the pleas as he continues to touch me slowly, almost like he is waiting for me to snap and scream for more. Once his mouth and hands have touched everywhere, it’s ice. My body shakes every time it goes over a sensitive part of my body, and I’m 

crying. I also refuse to give in though.. 

I tell myself not to give in, even if he goes this slow for six hours, to cherish it, as it may be the last time. So I do, I submit completely which is hard for me. He continues his slow torture, and he chuckles against my sex. Even there, it’s been slow and gentle. 

His tongue trails along my core before twirling around my clit. 

“You’re awfully fucking good right now baby girl, it’s been over an hour, I expected a swear word or two.” His words stop and his tongue goes back to gently taunting me. My body hasn’t stopped shaking for god knows how long, and my moans are constant. 

“Why baby girl?” His words mumbled against my core. 

“Because I’m accepting tonight I take what you give, even if it’s this for hours.” I whimper slightly needing more but refusing to beg. He doesn‘ t reply, just moves and I feel the whip hit, but it’s gentle, almost mocking. He does it with everything. 

The pinwheel he rolls around my body moves slowly, not digging in, almost too soft. The dagger he drags across my body leaves the slightest white mark from the scratches, the crop hits my breasts, no, it doesn’t hit, it strokes my breasts. 

I begin to regret my words of behaving. I’m exhausted, between my legs is soaked and he has barely touched me there. I feel the earbuds. slip into my cars and the blindfold placed on me. Everything is quiet, and he stops touching me. 

I bite against my lip, then scream as the whip hits full force, the pleasure that has been building within me for hours overflows and I orgasm instantly, unable to stop myself. He does as he says, he is. brutal, and he is no longer soft or gentle. He whips me hard, his mouth 

hard. 

I’m crying out for help as hours pass by and all I can do is hang here and take what he gives me. Each new orgasm proves that he is claiming me as his own. I’m spent, and he hasn’t even fucked me yet. I feel the earbuds removed and the blindfold lift. I moan seeing him and almost fall over the edge of pleasure at the sight of him. 

He drops to his knees, his mouth between my legs, and teasing me. He doesn’t go slow, he uses his mouth hard and fast to draw out my cries. of pleasure as I scream Daddy and beg him to fuck me. Within a few minutes he has me squirting and I expected him to pull back, instead, he buried his head deeper and continued causing me to squirt again. 

My body shakes, and he moves to stand in front of me. We turn hearing the knocking. His eyes roll. He lifts me and I wrap my body around him as he unties me and carries me to the bed. He lies me down and I stop him from walking away. 

“Your face.” He can’t go out like that. My release covers him. He chuckles and walks off, closing the door. 

“What now Rooster?” I hear Jasper and I look at the time, it’s 5 a.m. What the hell? 

“I’ve tried calling a few times Jasper, this was the last resort. We have an issue at the club.” My dad speaks and I wonder what the issue is. 

“I’ll get cleaned up and sorted,” Jasper speaks sounding defeated.