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!"

did laugh," he sighed, "Now will you please look

"No."

"And why is that?"

I said, my voice not remaining 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 hint of seriousness

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 in, "To keep you out of my thoughts once and for all." I let out. I had no clue what kind of response I was anticipating from

That you'll somehow, miraculously accomplish

Holy...!

other thought from my head. The intense heat seeped into

He knew

solitary boundaries of these questions,

silent kitchen. Perhaps it opened due to the conflicting emotions that had caused me to apply extra force. But at that moment, I no longer had the

along... you knew... that..." I couldn't finish my sentence as he

you would hurriedly avert your gaze to avoid exposing your emotions- I knew it, I knew it from the day you laid your

my exposed shoulder, the delicate strap of my black midi

to being his prey. Never had I imagined that being pursued

done," I spoke, my emotions becoming a tangled mess as I

looking back at him, I turned, intending to make my way toward the

no longer on the ground. The cold marble surface of the counter greeted my skin as

Jacob had lifted me effortlessly by my thighs, placing me on the counter. Now, as I became acutely aware of how close we were, my heart pounded relentlessly, showing

were dangerously brushing against mine as he stood between my thighs, his hands settled on both sides of my waist and they pulled me, even more, close so that my body

That was it.

Yes. That was it.

his. The heat exploded in my lower abdomen, and the

to him. Let him

my way with you, 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 and I have had enough of

Oh. My. God.

that this was

words alone

black little dress, doesn't mean I don't desire to take you to my 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 my wet heat covered with only a thin

He cursed under his breath

breaths mingled in the

he had said- I wanted him to ravish me without a care for this world, but I also knew he wouldn't do that. I just knew it before he

you," he breathed out. He pressed his nose against the delicate skin on my neck, inhaling my scent, and

their hold on the fabric for some reason thinking that it would be the only one that'd help me fall from the edge of this overpowering enigma of desire and.....the

he titled my face so that his lips could find their way to the sensitive skin there. Every inch of my skin was set on fire that will never deter. And as his lips landed more and more feather-like

and the worst thing was that

think of anything else other than Jacob and the things

lingering kiss at the corner of my mouth making me grip his shirt even tighter, his minty breath fanned my face and the collision of

the air- He stopped. His face

with a gentle touch, his finger gliding from the base of my neck to the

in the green

my hopes, shattered by his

me he attempted to pull away but I refused to let him escape. I hooked my legs around him, stopping him

and I wouldn't let him deny us both what we truly desired I was not going

sin I am willing to commit in every way," I grabbed

"Evelyn...."