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    One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father
    One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father
    One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father
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    One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father

    By Veronica Sloan

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    It's a hot summer in Northern California and Lindsey is stuck at home feeling frustrated and alone. When her best friend Becky invites her on a camping trip to Yosemite, it seems like the perfect distraction. But before they go, one incident after another forces nearly everyone to cancel. Everyone, that is, except Becky's father, Richard. Recently widowed and still adjusting to his wife's absence, Richard was looking forward to the distraction as much as Lindsey. So, despite the awkwardness, the two decide to make the trip together. Now Lindsey is going to be alone with her best friend's father for a full weekend, and there's something she's never confessed to anyone, not even Becky...she's always had a crush on the sweet and sensitive older man. When an accident on the trail forces the two to share a sleeping bag, she soon learns that the feeling is mutual!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherVeronica Sloan
    Release dateMay 10, 2016
    ISBN9781311266651
    One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father
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    Veronica Sloan

    Veronica Sloan writes dirty stories and naughty romances. Her erotica is explicit and steamy, and no topic is too taboo. A Chicago girl at heart, Veronica graduated from the Columbia School of Journalism with every intention of writing very important things about very important people. Currently, she spends her days writing about pop culture and her nights writing about lusty men and women and their naughty predilections. She loves big dogs, hot yoga and songs that are stupidly catchy. Visit her at https://www.veronica-sloan-erotica.com/home/.

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      One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father - Veronica Sloan

      One Weekend With My Best Friend’s Father

      © Copyright 2016, Veronica Sloan, All Rights Reserved

      NOTICE: This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Disclaimer: This story contains explicit content, including graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse. It is intended for adults only. All characters depicted are over 18. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.

      Cover design by Les Solot. Cover Photo © Can Stock Photo Inc.

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      Prologue

      I'm writing this down, in part so I remember. All the good, and the not so good, the conflicted feelings, sweet torments, the sweat and the sighs and the sidelong glances. I'm writing this down so I remember what it felt like, from start to finish. I don't want to lie to myself later, make excuses or shrug it off. This happened.

      I'm writing this down so I can look back on it and remember the smell of the forest and the warm embrace of its mornings. I'm writing this down so I can laugh about it, and not cry.

      I'm writing this down to remind myself that it's possible to be naughty and feel nice at the same time. I'm writing this down because I'm not sorry about liking sex.

      I'm writing this down because it was about so much more than that...

      Chapter 1

      I had the same stupid dream all that summer. Sometimes I knew it wasn't real, sometimes I didn't. Either way, it was always over too soon.

      This is how it played out...

      It's hot in the darkness. I'm awake, and groggy. And Nick isn't awake, but his cock is. It usually is. I'm not wearing panties tonight, haven't been wearing panties all summer (definitely not when I'm sleeping over at his place). He's spooning me, his arm over my shoulder, the other under our pillow. We're snug. Right up against each other. His cock is rigid, nestled in the crack of my ass.

      It's hot, too hot to be spooning like this, and his sheet is too thick for this weather. My ass is slick, our bodies wet with perspiration. His cock slides easily.

      I rub it up and down my cheeks...slowly, slowly. He's stiff and the blood's pumping into it. It's ready. I'm almost there.

      I touch my breasts. They're a handful each, and no more than that, but they've always been extra sensitive. When I pinch my nipples, I let out a little breath. I want his hands on them. He knows how I like them to be held, knows exactly how to balance them, mold them. But as much as I want his hands, I'm savoring the time I have alone with his cock. My hands play with my chest and my ass is flexing over his manhood. Nick's still asleep, I'm all wet, and I'm ready now.

      This is why I don't wear panties when we sleep. They just get in the way.

      I ease back and reach between my legs for him. It takes a moment to free his penis from under my thigh and get it at the right angle. When I do, I steady the base of him and slide myself over his cockhead like a wet, pliant sheathe.

      In the quiet, in the darkness, I whimper. I make the small sounds that are holding back the big sounds. Then I start to fuck him. I start to fuck my boyfriend in his sleep.

      It's never been like this with other guys. I'm a good girl, not too adventurous, but with Nick there's always been this heat. I hate to admit it, but it's not from anything he's ever said to me. I don't know how this happened. He thinks I'm so into him, but I'm not sure it's anything more complicated than his well-endowed anatomy. Late at night like this, I don't really care.

      My moan wakes him up and he's already thrusting in me. He grips my thigh roughly and pulls me back into his lap. I grunt and keep fucking him, almost taunting him with how I buck my hips. Will he cum before he's caught me properly? He grips me and pushes it in, the whole thing, and I freeze there, pinned to him, as he twists me onto my belly. His hand whacks my ass, and I grunt again, and then he's pushing the backs of my legs, picking me up. In a minute I'm on my hands and knees, and he's fucking me. Tonight, I think, tonight I'll let him hear it.

      I let out a husky moan, and he likes that. Then I get louder, and I feel him tense up. He swats my ass again and I want to scream, want to scream out. I start, and he says, Shh, baby.

      I grunt as his big cock opens me up. Please, I say to him.

      We can't, Lindsey.

      I bite my lip and let him ride me. I know what he'll say. He doesn't want to wake his roommates. The upstairs neighbors are old and complain about the noise. That's what

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