My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 7 : Burning Desire

Evelyn

Frustrated and overwhelmed, I leaned against the kitchen counter, trying to calm myself down. I took a deep breath, attempting to push aside the swirling emotions that threatened to consume me. I couldn't deny the truth, though. My feelings for Jacob ran deep, and his obliviousness to them only intensified my frustration.

Oh, how I loathed it! His enigmatic ways. His riddles and ways of overlooking the very things I wanted him to understand.

It was solely intentional, a calculated choice. He was not a damn child to be clueless about the fact that I have liked him for years and I still did. I was fucking obsessed with him and this dude simply couldn't care less to give a fuck about that.

Enough was enough! I was done.

Fuck Jacob Adriano!

"Guess there's one thing you can't..." The bitch inside my head interjected, maliciously aiming to worsen my already frayed mood with her offensive remark.

"Well...to hell with you too, you little snake!" I snapped back, silencing the conversation inside my head.

God! I hated these mood swings and my life even more!

I was well aware that I was overreacting, yet I couldn't help myself. One moment, he'd shower me with flirtatious charm, and the next, he'd transform into a bloody philosopher. Bloody devil!

In a fit of frustration and anger, I snatched a cold water bottle from the fridge, slamming the door shut, hoping it would quell the boiling rage within me.

Attempting to twist open the bottle cap, I found myself engaged in a ridiculous battle with a minuscule piece of plastic. Yes, you guessed it-this damn thing refused to budge. Once again, I strained to open the stubborn bottle, but it remained resolutely sealed.

Am I this weak and stupid?

"Perhaps you are, or else who'd consider banging her dad's best friend?"-That bitch dared to speak again.

My attention wavered, now fixated on yelling at that inner voice, until I heard heavy footsteps drawing near.

I knew who it was so I did not bother to glance back to reconfirm.

He approached and positioned himself beside me, but I refused to meet his gaze. I found it to be unreasonable to engage in a conversation with him.

Instead of acknowledging his presence, I redirected my attention to the next seemingly impossible mission-opening the bottle cap. It became my sole focus, my own personal Everest.

I could sense his eyes fixed on me, observing my every futile attempt.

"Let me help you," he finally offered, after witnessing several minutes of my fruitless struggle, attempting to reach for the bottle.

"No, I can handle things on my own," I snapped curtly, swiftly withdrawing the bottle from his grasp.

I could have sworn I heard him stifle a chuckle, an infuriating cherry atop my kingdom of useless anger.

"If you're here to mock me, then kindly leave," I seethed through clenched teeth, still refusing to meet his eyes and unwavering in my determination to conquer the task at hand. "Evelyn... I wasn't laughing at you," he said, his voice softer than ever.

Fuck it!

"I don't believe you!"

I did laugh," he sighed, "Now will you

"No."

"And why is that?"

as loud as it was at the start, "Because, let's face it, you never seem to understand anything." "And why do you say that?" His voice grew quieter, a

based on what I've observed," I asserted, feeling a surge of courage urging me forward, "You have a talent for avoiding reality, while I prefer to confront it. So, it's better if I stay away from you... to...," I paused for a second, debating whether or not I should say the next words, but then my courage kicked

will make you forget about me? That you'll somehow, miraculously accomplish what you couldn't achieve all these years? Get

Holy...!

seeped into my skin, causing my determination to slowly crumble whilst he

He

it, his words, within the solitary boundaries of these

sound of it echoing through the silent kitchen. Perhaps it opened due to the conflicting emotions that had

you knew... that..." I couldn't finish

it since the very moment your eyes began to speak volumes, your feelings. It was the instant you started to look at me differently, the way you would hurriedly avert your gaze to avoid exposing your emotions- I knew it, I knew it from the day you laid your eyes on me," he admitted, his

shoulder, the delicate strap of my black midi dress providing minimal

predatory, yet there was an undeniable allure to being his prey. Never had I imagined that being

I want to believe that staying away from you will help me achieve what needs to be done," I spoke, my emotions becoming a tangled mess as I answered his previous questions all at

intending to make my

The cold marble surface of the counter greeted my

took a moment for me to register that Jacob had lifted me effortlessly by my thighs, placing me on the counter. Now, as I became acutely

of my

That was it.

Yes. That was it.

The heat exploded in my lower abdomen, and the water bottle soon fell from my trembling hand but that mess

begged my body to submit to him. Let him ruin me already and not utter a single

doesn't mean I desire anything in this world more than taking you here, right on this counter, hard and fast, all night long," He lowered his voice, a smirk curving at the corner of his lips, "Till you can't take it anymore

Oh. My. God.

believe that this was Jacob talking

words alone aroused

room, bend you over and fuck you till the sun goes up." He wrapped his fingers around my throat and squeezed it, earning a breathy moan from me as he ground his bulge against

He cursed under his breath hearing

losing his control the way he was making me lose mine. Our heavy breaths mingled in the charged air. Desire clouded everything around us, blocking every escape route. Yet, I could sense his restraint, his determination to keep

to ravish me without a care for this world, but I also knew he wouldn't

you," he breathed out. He pressed his nose against the

rippled my skin. My hands clinging to his shirt to balance myself tightened their hold on the fabric for some reason thinking that it would be the only one that'd help me fall from the

he titled my face so that his lips could find their way to the sensitive skin there. Every

soaking wet down there and the worst thing was that I

than Jacob and the things he made me

of my mouth making me grip his shirt even tighter, his minty breath fanned my face

the air- He stopped. His face hovered so close, his lips

reached out with a gentle touch, his finger gliding from the base of my neck to the exposed skin of my bare shoulder. I involuntarily

whispered, I could see the desire swarming in the green of his eyes, "The only sin I can't

my hopes, shattered by

a long look at me he attempted to pull away but I refused to let him escape. I hooked my legs around him, stopping him from pulling

craved his touch, his closeness, and I wouldn't let him deny us both what we truly desired I

commit in every way," I grabbed his hands and settled them

"Evelyn...."