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 at

"No."

"And why is that?"

as it was at the start, "Because, let's face it,

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

about me? That you'll somehow, miraculously accomplish what you couldn't achieve all

Holy...!

other thought from my head. The intense heat seeped into my skin, causing my determination to slowly crumble whilst

He knew

his words, within the solitary boundaries of these

cap miraculously twisted open, the sound of it echoing through the 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 desire

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

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

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

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 once, "Especially since you have such a talent for overlooking

back at him, I turned, intending to make my way

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

to register that 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,

both sides of my waist and they pulled me, even more, close so that my body collided against his

That was it.

Yes. That was it.

heat exploded in my lower abdomen, and the water bottle soon fell

submit to him. Let him ruin me already and not utter

the pleasure of having 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

Oh. My. God.

believe that this was

those words alone

incredibly sexy and tempting in that 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 breath hearing my

losing his control the way he was making me lose mine. Our heavy breaths mingled in the charged air. Desire

press against mine. I wanted him to do exactly what 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

he breathed out. He pressed his nose against the delicate skin on my neck, inhaling my scent, and sending shivers down my

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

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 kisses, the desire for

there and the worst thing

could not think of anything else other than

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

finally meet mine, an agonising pause hung in the air- He stopped. His face hovered so close, his lips inches

gliding from the base of my

desire swarming in the green of his eyes, "The only

all my hopes, shattered by his

a few pieces of my hair strands away from my face and then after a long look at me he attempted to pull away but I refused to let him escape. I hooked my legs

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

I am willing to commit in every way," I grabbed his hands

"Evelyn...."