Pleasuring my dad's best friend

SCOTT’S POV

I couldn't stop the smile on my face. I just got myself a nice little bitch—a wild one. Earlier this morning she'd come to see me in my office. I had handed her the contract, stating she would be my plaything until I said otherwise.

Originally, I had told her it would be until I head back to London. I planned to take her there with me if she agrees. There was something about her…Suddenly I felt like a boy, excited about a new crush he got.

The only thing that stopped me from bending her over the table and fucking her brains out, was the little wince that escaped her when I slid my fingers into her pussy.

Hopefully, tonight, I'll taste that pussy again. It occurred to me what I had forgotten. I quickly sent her a message about her appointment with my doctor. I wanted to make certain she was clean because I plan to fuck that little cunt raw, eat it whenever and however I want.

My assistant's voice came through the intercom. “Mr. Smith wants to —”

“Let him in.” I replied before she even got to complete her sentence.

The door opened, revealing my friend and business partner, Collin. “To what do I owe this visit, Collin?”

“What do you mean? I didn't get to see you at the party last night, so I thought I should pay you a visit today.”

“I see…” How else does one respond to that?

“That young girl that stepped out of your office, who is she?”

“She's none of your business.” I fired at him.

“She is way too young for you and your games, don't you think?” He persisted, trying to stick his nose where it doesn't belong.

“If that's the reason for your visit, I'll advise you to leave now.” Speaking of visits, I have to visit Jack today. I promised I would.

Collin walked out but not before saying: “Don't do something that'll put this company in jeopardy—put us in jeopardy. I'll take my leave now.” With that, he left.

“Samantha.” I called my assistant.

“Yes, sir.” Her voice buzzed from the other end.

“Cancel all meetings I have today. Reschedule, I'll be out in five minutes.”

“Yes, Sir.”She knew better, no questions just straight to work.

I got home, showered to regain some control and calm the hard on that seemed to be persistent. I changed into something more casual and headed to Jack's house. I haven't been there in ages.

At Jack's home, it felt peaceful, a lot like a home should feel. "I visited like I promised, you doubted, Thomas!" I joked. I missed this.

"It was either that or get skinned alive." He fired back. I laughed at his joke. Who would have thought Jackson Garcia would smile this much after getting betrayed by his own wife and ruining himself by indulging in some shitty things.

"So where are your sister and daughter?"

"Sis stepped out for some pressing matter and my little—my daughter is home." He proceeded to ask one of the maids to call his daughter. "Tell her it's important." Important?

In less than two minutes, the girl appeared. Indeed she was no longer a little girl. She seemed focused on something on her phone.

"Eliana." Her Dad called and in an instant, she lifted her head and both our eyes locked. She was the same girl from last night! What have I done?! She lied to me. Christ! she's eighteen... that explains the mask, the blood. She's probably never had sex. I should have known. How do I tell my best friend I had fuck his daughter and taken her virginity?

“You?” I couldn't control myself. The look on her face proved she knew all along. She lied about her fucking name and age. How do I explain this?

“What's wrong, Scott?” Jack asked, confused by my outburst.

“It's nothing. Just that we met at the cafeteria earlier and he didn't recognize me.” She lied. Damn! She doesn't even have to think before she lies… I was so pissed but I couldn't deny that even after finding out, I'm still attracted to her.

I have to end this. To think I was looking forward to fucking her tonight, she's like a daughter to me. My best friend's daughter!

“I see. You did remember him, didn't you?”

“I did.” She smiled at her father, her eyes wandering over to me.

“Good. Now that I remembered, Eliana's going to be attending art school in London. And since you base more there, I was hoping you could help me look after her while she's there.”

What?! This couldn't possibly be happening, right. “Of course, I will be happy to do that.” I replied, flashing a fake smile at Jack and a disgusted look at Eli.

A call came in, finally! An excuse to get some air and process everything outside.

“Excuse me, I have to take this.” The moment I got outside, I brushed my fingers through my hair in frustration. There's no way I was hiding this from Jack, how the fuck do I tell him?

“Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott!” Eli called as she ran towards me. “I'm sorry I —”

“You're sorry? You're fucking sorry? You planned this you little wench! What is wrong with you?”

“I just wanted you to—to look at me…want me.” The fuck is she saying?

“This is forbidden! You're my best friend's daughter for goodness sake!”

She moved closer, roaming her hands on my chest. “I know, but I've always wanted you and I know you want me too. After last night—”

“Shut up!” I thundered as I flung her to the side in anger. She landed on the ground with a loud thud. What exactly was my problem? I shouldn't have pushed her like that. I rushed over to pick her up.

She was in tears. When I helped her to her feet, a cry escaped from her throat, it tore at my conscience. “What's wrong Eli?” I asked as I carried her in my arms.

“My ankle —”

“What is going on here?” The sound of her father's voice cut her off. I was fixed at the spot, unable to give a reasonable response.