My Dad's Bestfriend



Evelyn

I couldn't tell you how we ended up in my bedroom; it all happened too fast. More likely at the speed of the wind.

One moment, I was convincing myself this would be just a kiss, a simple touch of our lips and that's it. But the next, we were both consumed- starving for more, burning with a need that had been ignited by days of longing, of missing each other's warmth, touch, and presence.

I matched his fervor as his lips claimed mine, my back sinking into the softness of the mattress. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I met every movement with equal intensity—every nip, every bite, every touch mirrored in a desperate ache of desire.

This wasn't just passion; it was the hunger of days spent apart, the warmth we had missed, the touch we had craved with every fiber of our beings. It was everything we had been deprived of because of the distance that had stretched between us, like a cruel force keeping us from what we needed most each other.

Words became unnecessary, lost in the haze.

Our touch, our eyes, every gentle caress spoke everything we wanted to say, conveying all the things that language could never fully capture. It was no longer about saying how we felt; our bodies did all the talking, in a language that only we understood.

For the first time in all these day....I didn't think of the past. Or even of the conversation we had just moments ago.

I didn't think about what this meant, or where it would lead us. All that mattered was this moment-this perfect, electrifying moment where nothing else existed but us. It was everything I had been craving, everything I had ever wanted. My soul, our souls, had yearned for this, and I wasn't about to let my thoughts sabotage it, steal it away from me.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice hoarse, before his lips captured mine again in a kiss that seared down to my very soul. We were both breathless, yet still, it wasn't enough. This moment, this night-none of it would ever be enough. A lifetime wouldn't be enough. I needed him with every breath I took, in every beat of my heart, in my fucking veins, in my days, my nights, in every single second.

God! I loved this man!

As he reluctantly broke the kiss, he sat up, trapping my legs between his as he grabbed the back of his t-shirt and pulled it off in one swift motion. His sculpted muscles were exposed to my gaze, and without a second thought, my hand reached out to trace the hard lines of his chest down to his abdomen. His skin was warm, the texture under my fingertips both familiar and electrifying. He felt too good, too right, and God, I had missed this- missed him so much.

I reached out, my hands finding his cheeks, my fingers spreading along his jaw and neck as I pulled him in for another kiss. His lips met mine with the same raw hunger and passion as before, the intensity unwavering. It was as if time had stood still, and his desire remained just as fierce.

As our kiss broke, he swiftly pulled my crop top over my head and discarded it, exposing my bare breasts to his gaze. Without hesitation, he took one into his mouth, his tongue circling my nipple before he began to suck. A soft gasp escaped my lips.

He moved with deliberate slowness, his touch sensual and unhurried, savoring each moment. What was happening between uswasn't just mere romance it was something deeper, something charged with heat, warmth, love, and passion. No single word could capture the intensity of it.

Releasing my nipple with a gentle pop, he shifted his attention to the other, lavishing it with the same care. His lips then traveled downward, trailing kisses along my neck, between my breasts, to my navel. In one swift motion, he tugged my shorts down, leaving me completely exposed to him. A shiver ran down my spine as his hot breath caressed my soaked folds. He leaned in and placed a kiss there, and just when I thought he might stop, he didn't. His kiss deepened, his tongue swirling around my clit, tracing the length of my slit with a maddening rhythm that soon drove me to the brink.

"Jacob," I moaned, my voice soft and breathy as I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling gently.

"I missed this, baby," he murmured against my pussy, his words sending a fresh wave of heat through me. “I missed this so fucking much." And then he was on me again, his lips, teeth, and tongue moving in a way that set my entire being on fire. He ignited a blaze over my skin, in my body, in my heart-one I had no desire to quell. I wanted to burn, and he was there, fanning the flames.

Astonishingly, it took only moments for me to come apart beneath him, trembling and shaking as his name spilled from my lips. He savored every drop I offered before rising, pulling me into a deep, searing kiss.

I could taste myself on his tongue.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from him-he was breathtakingly beautiful. His mesmerizing green eyes, tempting full lips, sharp jawline, and sculpted face were

beyond description. Words fail

me, just as they always had when trying to capture his perfection. He was my own beautiful destruction, one I'd willingly endure over and over again... but then again-that's what I thought, for now.

Jacob gently parted my legs, our eyes still locked. His gaze traced down my body, and a small smile tugged at his lips as he noticed the marks he'd left on me from my neck, to my chest, to my torso. His claim was everywhere, and I couldn't say I hated it. In fact, I loved it.

His lips met my neck, trailing wet

kisses and leaving new hickeys as his hand moved to grasp his hardened length, positioning it between my legs. When his warm tip pressed against my entrance, my back arched involuntarily, and a soft sound escaped my lips. Slowly, he pushed the rest of his length inside me, deep inside, and this time my lips parted and my eyes squeezed shut.

I gripped onto him as he supported his weight on one hand, using the other to gently hold my jaw. He whispered against my lips, "Open your eyes, baby."

I obeyed without hesitation, and when our eyes met, my breath caught in my throat. This position, with him buried deep inside me, his eyes locked on mine, and every inch of his skin pressed against mine—it felt like something beyond words. Fire on fire—that's the only way I could describe it. He hadn't even started moving yet, but I knew that even if he stayed still, I could reach my climax just like this, with him inside me. “This is for all the nights we've wasted," he murmured before pulling out just slightly and thrusting back in, this time to the hilt. I could feel him reach as deep as possible, though there was still an inch and a half of him left. It unsettled me. We'd had sex countless times, and I'd always taken him so well, so why did it feel like I couldn't take him now?

God! I had grown so accustomed to him that his size hadn't mattered. But now, after days apart, I realized not every woman could take Jacob Adriano all the way in.

A small smirk curved Jacob's lips, "Looks like you just got tighter." Without warning, he pulled all the way out and slammed his entire length into me, and a scream slipped past my lips-not from pain, but from the way he filled me, hitting spots I didn't even know existed, sending waves of intense pleasure through every vein in my body.

He placed a soft kiss on my lips before beginning to move, in and out of me, rocking my body. He set a slow pace, taking his time, making sure I felt every inch of him with each thrust. He wasn't rough or hurried; he was deliberate, making it nothing but sensual and intimate.

“Oh, Jacob..." I buried my face in his neck, inhaling his scent as the knot tightened in my lower abdomen.noveldrama

I was so close...

"God, Evelyn... if only I could tell you

how much I missed you," he whispered, causing me to look up at him. "I missed you with every fucking breath I took, Evelyn. I can't think straight, I can't function like a normal human being. I can't breathe when you're not near me. I love you, Evelyn. I fucking love you more than my life." He continued thrusting, slowly, sensually, never breaking eye contact.

My climax was approaching rapidly, my skin tingling, my toes curling, and I fought the urge to close my eyes again. But as if Jacob had already sensed it, he commanded, “Don't close your eyes, Evelyn." His deep, throaty voice sent shivers through me, turning the fire in my veins into molten lava. "Look at me."

I did as he asked without hesitation, gazing into his eyes. My expression changed-my lips parted, and my pupils dilated as I edged closer to orgasm. He thrust a few more times, his hand gripping my jaw to ensure I didn't look away. As the orgasm neared, my hips began to tremble, but his steady thrusts held me down, immobilizing me. I pressed my hands against his chest, a soft cry slipping past my lips, "Jacob... I can't."

"Come for me, baby," he whispered, biting my earlobe before trailing kisses along my jaw and neck. He then returned to face me, not stopping for a second as he continued pounding into me.

"Oh god..." I moaned one last time before I came undone, crying out loud. Jacob captured my cries with his mouth, kissing me deeply as my hips jerked, the orgasm tearing through my body.

Only then did he allow me to rest as the aftershocks of the orgasm rippled through me. I slid my hand around his neck, gently raking my fingers through his hair as I tried to steady my breathing. But just as I closed my eyes for a moment, the realization hit me.

Jacob hadn't come yet...