My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 87 Bonus—The Steam (Part 1)

Evelyn

Late at night, there came a knock on my door while I was in the shower, perched on the edge of my Jacuzzi, watching the tub fill. It had been, by far, the best day yet. Dad and Clara had just tied the knot, and tomorrow they'd set off for their honeymoon. As for me? I wasn't entirely sure. I had considered staying with Nancy for a month since Jacob had to head to Italy for some business involving a mess Chloe created. So, we had to stay away for a month.

It didn't bother me. At least, I knew he was mine, and by the end of the day, he'd return home to me.

"Who is it?" I called out from inside the bathroom.

It better not be Mason! That jerk had been pestering me for hours about the recent sex details of me and Jacob, and I had no idea why all my friends were so intrigued by my sex life. Maybe it was because it was still relatively new? Who could say? Not me.

When I received no response, I stood up with the robe loosely draped around me and made my way to the bathroom door. "You better not be bothering me now, Mason! I won't spill the beans about how Jacob fucks me!"

But when I opened the door, I realized that this wasn't Mason; it was my devil-Jacob.

A soft gasp escaped my lips as I saw him standing at the threshold, his sparkling green eyes filled with amusement. He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest as he entered. "So... what won't you tell?" he raised an eyebrow, his gaze traveling up and down my figure. That's when I noticed that, aside from my nipples, my breasts were partially on display, and he found the sight quite enticing.

As I had often said, I knew how to read him, not just his eyes but even his breath and heartbeats. I was certain that he knew how to read me even better. As he looked at me now, I could tell he was already aware of the wetness growing between my thighs just from the sight of him.

"Well," I bit my lower lip, "I was just " My words trailed off as he moved closer, and I instinctively took a step back.

Fuck, he felt like a predator.

With his loosely hanging red tie and unbuttoned white shirt, the coat nowhere in sight, I could tell that the rest of his clothing was about to disappear along with my robe, which covered the least.

and I continued to step back until I found myself backed against the now Jacuzzi, almost filled to the brim. "What won't you tell?"

tap, preventing the water from overflowing. He might have succeeded in stopping the water,

doubted he had any intentions of

thought my heart couldn't beat any louder, the god before me, in all his

Holy!

at the corner of his lips. "So... your friend's curious if I fuck you good or not, huh?" His hands stealthily found their way to the tie of my robe, and with a smooth, silk-like motion, the robe slipped from my body, partially falling into the tub's water, "And you can't tell him because you're shy, or maybe because

locked on mine, making it clear that he was

thigh roughly before deciding to intensify the torment, his thumb tracing my

to the edge, and I knew his

of

myself together as I

didn't we?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "If you cheat...

so he had noticed. I couldn't expect anything less. With his eagle-like eyes and unwavering attention always on me, it was clear that I'd made

Fuck me!

my lips as he

you had already planned to dodge catching that bouquet, didn't you?" He let out a husky chuckle, working his thumb inside me, the wetness coating his

be so

index and middle fingers directly onto my clit with firm pressure, and a sudden gasp left my mouth. My body was covered in sweat as

and I still wondered how he had learned to do it so easily. It was unbearable - I wanted

enthusiastic and would have stood in a completely different position to catch it," he pulled me closer by my

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his lips against mine. "So, you brought this