My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 15 Pleasure

Evelyn

Restlessness consumed me as I tossed and turned in bed, unable to get any sleep.

After meeting Clara and Dad, enduring a long conversation with Clara and enduring Dad's lecture on 'A million reasons why not to drink alcohol,' I returned to my room hours ago. But sleep seemed to elude me completely.

My sleep schedule was fucked up, and my mind was consumed by thoughts of Jacob.

Was it wrong to long for his presence once again?

Perhaps it was, or perhaps it wasn't. Regardless, I was deeply troubled by this newfound forbidden addiction.

I'm addicted to him. I definitely am.

A groan escaped my lips as I abruptly sat up in bed. These past few hours had made it abundantly clear that sleep was an elusive companion, for Jacob refused to vacate my thoughts.

However, did I even want him to be out of my thoughts? It was a constant internal debate because I genuinely loved dwelling on thoughts of him. There was a strange sense of peace I found whenever his face appeared in my mind's eye.

I rose from the bed and reached for my robe, slipping it on over my short-sleeveless nightgown.

Well...there was no point in hiding my intentions anymore. It was clear where I was headed-Jacob's room, for the sake of my own sanity.

I headed out of the room, closing it shut behind me.

And soon enough, I found myself standing before the door to his room.

Deep down, I knew it might not be the best time. He could be fast asleep or perhaps wide awake, although the latter seemed less likely. Nevertheless, my determination outweighed any potential obstacles, and I mustered the courage to knock on his door.

No response came, the silence indicating that he might be fast asleep.

Seconds away from resigning myself to return to my room due to my impatience, the door suddenly swung open, revealing the very man I had come seeking, shirtless, I might add.

Okay, so the lack of response didn't mean he was asleep after all. It was simply his way of swiftly opening the door.

breathed out, acknowledging my

"I couldn't sleep."

blush

man have such a

in response to my statement, his eyes leisurely scanning

he asked,

"I don't know."

have an idea," he spoke, stepping aside to invite me into his

swear that every hair on my body stood on end like needles the moment he uttered those words. Surreal sensations washed over me in an instant. Nevertheless, I gathered my

us, locking it securely. Without wasting a moment, he picked me up by my thighs and pressed me against that very

Holy!

kissing his way down to my collarbone. He ground his bulge against me making me wet. I grabbed onto his shoulder for support, my other hand fisted his hair. My legs hooked around his waist and tightened to pull him even close, to satisfy the

Because I was unable to sleep too," He withdrew his lips from my skin and whispered against my lips, "And I know my reasons well." His eyes looked at

doing to me, Evelyn?" He asked,

sounded so good from his

to utter, and in that very instant, his lips crashed

senses, and as I responded fervently, I once again lost myself in him. Without breaking the kiss, he carried me to the bed and gently laid me down. Skillfully, he untied the robe, revealing the thigh-length nightgown I wore, which

their own to

and using his thumb

parted in both astonishment and the effects of the orgasm.

knew better how my body

he gave it a rough squeeze, "God indeed took his time while making you." Once again a moan

pussy of yours will

he has started talking

my

my hardened nipple from over my dress and rolled it between his thumb

not, because he raised himself, and pulled down my

me when he toured his hand over my body and

bud caused an electric shock shooting straight down

sculpted abs, the

my lips right against the skin on his neck. Hell, this was the best decision of my life yet because he tasted so fucking good! "I don't know why, but I