Daddy's Little Angel

5

Alina Pov

I went inside the gate, taking a deep breath. Sharing the same car with him was always tough for me. My body couldn't tolerate the s****l tension between us.

I looked at the crowd, trying to find my two friends. Students were gathered around the ground, talking to each other. I wasn’t too popular at university, nor did I have many friends. I tried to stay low-key, almost invisible to some of the faces.

I am not a fan of schools but my mother wanted me to complete my studies.

I always wanted to start my own bakery. I loved spending my time in the kitchen, in between those messy thoughts.

I had only two friends—Emma and Olivia—who had been with me since childhood. They were my neighbors, and we had been best friends for as long as I could remember. They knew me deeply, sometimes even better than I knew myself. I have shared my feelings for my father’s best friend, and they knew I was obsessed with the name Ryan Parker in my life.

“Look who’s here,” Olivia teased, hugging me from behind.

I know they saw everything.

“We all saw who dropped you today,” Emma said, making me blush hard.

“See, she is blushing hard, tell us how you manage to charm him?” Emma asked, pushing her blonde hair back. My red flushed deeper as my thoughts drifted to the scenes of yesterday’s night.

It was unimaginable.

A fantasy that was only hidden in my mind but yesterday it came true.

Suddenly the bell rang and my mind came back to its senses. We couldn't be late for class. My attendance was already short, and I can't afford one more absence from the class.

“Let’s talk about it after class,” I said to her. They both nodded, and the three of us walked into the classroom.

The teacher came and the lecture was boring as usual. I almost slept in half of the class. The teacher's words were like music to my ears and I wanted nothing more than running away from it.

The lecture was almost done and I could see that my friends were eager to know more, more about the mysterious person Ryan Parker.

That man was famous all over the city for his power, his name and his playboy charm.

In a couple of minutes the lecture was done and the lecturer left class.

“Tell us more,” they asked, turning their head towards me.

“Shall we take this conversation to the cafetaria?” I asked.

“Let’s go girl,” They winked at me and I blushed hard.

We went to the cafeteria sitting far behind that crowd in between the silence. I leaned in, my voice low and sultry, a smirk playing on my lips as I spun about yesterday’s encounter.

“So, there I was, stuck in this car with him, his knee brushing mine, and I swear, I was so wet just thinking about his..cock,”, my eyes shine with mischief as I imagined his tight pants, touching my thighs, making me wet with need for his touch.

Olivia’s cheeks flushed pink, while Emma choked on her coffee, her eyes wide. I was always open with them about what comes to my mind when I see him. We all were virgins but only I had a dirty mouth and I loved it.

“God, Alina,” Emma gasped, trying to cool herself. “So you got an eye for fantasies, huh?” I nodded, and took a gasp.

“Then what happened?” Olivia asked curiously.

“Oh, it gets better, we were in a penthouse, we had this shared bathroom, and I caught him in the shower, jerking off, groaning my name like he was picturing me on my knees, taking his d**k deep. I wanted him to f**k me so bad, pin me that bed, pound my p***y until I couldn’t walk straight.” Their mouths dropped wide open, as I shared my fantasy.

“f**k me, that’s hot,” Olivia whispered, her voice shaky. Emma also nodded her head.

“Did you like, do anything? I mean, s**t, I would have climbed him like a tree.” Emma laughed, nudging me.

“Right? I bet his c**k was huge, and he’d f**k you senseless. You should’ve jumped on him, Alina.” Olivia said.

Their dirty comments only edged me on, my skin tingling as I remembered the sight of his c*m on the tiles, his hard d**k getting stroked, the veins, the girth, the way I tasted it, only if I could tell my friends about it, but I always was a bit secretive. I have already shared enough with them.

“God, I wanted to,” I admitted, my voice husky. “I was this close to storming in, sucking him off, and begging him to f**k me until I saw stars. But I didn’t. I just stood there, dripping, imagining it all.” They let out a low whistle, their faces turned red.

“You’re killing me, girl. That’s some porn-level shit.” Emma giggled, still blushing. They were happy for me but still my mind couldn't process I tasted him in my mouth. His taste was beyond my imagination, raw, salty and manly.

“It is,” Olivia said.

“So, with this thought let's hit the barm tequila, for that filthy story.” I nodded.

“And we also haven't had a girl’s party for so many days,” Emma said and we all nodded.

Olivia smirked and said, “Yeah, this time it's dedicated to Alina’s dirty little fantasies. Bet you’d still f**k him if you got the chance.”

I laughed, my heart racing as I nodded my head. I would love to get f****d by him hard and fast.

The day concluded and we headed back to Olivia’s house. Her single mother was out of town and I also informed my mother about going out with my friends and she was okay with going out with them.