My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 15

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

asked, as I'd

"I don't know."

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

uttered those words. Surreal sensations washed over me

wasting a moment, he picked me up by my thighs and pressed me against that very

Holy!

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

and whispered against my lips, "And I know my reasons well." His eyes looked at me with

He asked, brushing his thumb

my name sounded so

I managed to utter, and in that very instant, his lips

filled my 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 he raised to my lower abdomen as he

I moaned, my hips raised on their own to meet his touch

fingers and using his thumb to

eyes widened and my lips parted in both astonishment and the effects of the orgasm.

how my body functioned than I

your body reacts to my touch." He breathed against my neck. Cupping my breast in his hand and he gave it a rough squeeze, "God indeed took his time while making you." Once

tight pussy of

damn, he has started talking

think I could just reach my climax just by hearing him

from over my dress and rolled it between

even going to say something or not, because he raised himself, and

the shock of how fast he'd just undressed me when he

around the sensitive bud caused an

my hands to feel his rock-hard chest and sculpted abs, the

Hell, this was the best decision of my life yet because he tasted so fucking good! "I don't know

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