My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 121

Evelyn

The atmosphere in the room crackled with tension as Jacob's expression morphed from concern to sheer disbelief. His eyes widened, and his lips parted as if he were grappling with an answer that eluded him.

He should better fucking find his answers soon because I was totally running out of patience.

"What do you mean by that?" His voice trembled slightly, betraying the shock that rippled through him like an unexpected storm.

This man….

I tossed the bag aside with more force than necessary, my frustration boiling over, “You know what I fucking mean.”

Closing the distance between us, I seized his collar, my fingers trembling with anger—That Tyler had totally fucked-up with my head.

“Why haven't you fucked my ass yet?" My words sliced through the air like a blade, raw and unfiltered.

The corner of Jacob's mouth twitched, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. But the weight of my gaze silenced his laughter, forcing his mouth shut, “ "Are you seriously upset about that? That we didn’t have anal yet?” His attempt at levity fell flat, drowned out by the intensity of my stare. "Okay! I'm sorry, Evie. It's just... unexpected. Why are you bringing this up now? Did something happen?"

The vulnerability in his voice touched a nerve, a reminder that beneath his confident exterior lay a man who had been through shit. Yet, my own emotions surged like a tidal wave, drowning out any sympathy I might have felt.

Fuck this!

"Just tell me why," I demanded, pushing him back onto the couch and straddling him, my gaze piercing through the layers of his defenses. Anger pulsed through me—I was furious, but not at him, but because of that asshole named Tyler and his overconfidence when he’d said that he’d be the first one to have me there, “Why haven't we had anal yet? Do you doubt that I'm enough? That my body can't measure up to your past conquests? You think I am not a better fuck than those women?”

Jacob's jaw slackened, his expression once again telling me that he was absolutely fucking shocked by my questions.

His touch was gentle as he cupped my face, his thumb tracing circles on my cheek, a silent plea for understanding. "Evie, what's going on? Talk to me."

I recoiled from his touch, the bitterness of my words echoing in the silence between us.

"I won't fucking tell you anything until you answer me. Why haven't we done it when you claim that you are fucking obsessed with every part of me. Then why? Do you prefer someone else's body over mine?"

He emitted a low sigh before speaking, “I just thought you wouldn't be comfortable with it so soon, baby," he murmured, his voice soft with understanding. "There's nothing else. Why would you even think I'd prefer anyone else when I have you? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? No one in their right mind would chase another woman's ass."

"Or maybe you couldn't forget Chloe's yet?" I challenged, my hand sliding to his jaw, fingers tightening.

Jacob's eyes widened, disbelief flashing across his features like lightning in a summer sky. "Are you serious right now? Why are you even bringing that woman’s topic between us? Evelyn, tell me what happened. I want to know. Did she say something to you?” His hands reached to touch me but I refused to relent, my grip on his jaw tightening, pushing his head against the sofa cushions.

"If you don't prefer her ass, then prove it to me now," I demanded, my breath hot against his lips, the heat of our proximity igniting a primal hunger within us both. "Fuck me, right now."

I felt the tension ripple through his body, his bulge pressing against me. In that charged moment, there was no room for doubt that he was already more than just ready to do what I’d asked him to do.

For a heartbeat, silence hung heavy between us. Then, like a predator sensing its prey, Jacob's gaze darkened with a familiar hunger, his hand tangling in the strands of my hair as he tilted my head back. "If that's what'll make you believe me, then so be it."

And with that declaration, he captured my lips in a fierce kiss.

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Evelyn

“You know I’d still prefer to fuck you after you tell me what caused this sudden reaction from you,” Jacob's deep voice resonated from behind me as he prepared me, his fingers slick with lubricant sliding inside my tightness. With his hand gripping the back of my neck, he pressed my face into the mattress, raising my hips.

Oh well….

It already felt good. I could say fuck to that slighest bit of discomfort—It just didn’t matter.

A soft moan escaped my lips as the unfamiliar sensation overcame me as he stretched me. "I said what I—" Another moan interrupted my words as he added a second finger, sending a shock through my body.

Struggling to maintain composure, I managed to finish my sentence, "I said what I said. You won't get anything out of me until you prove it."

"Oh..." I gasped softly, gripping the bed sheets as he began to move in and out. With each thrust, the tension built, and a small knot formed in my lower abdomen. Pleasure started to overtake me as he moved rhythmically, igniting desire within me.

Tingles shot down my spine, my hips quivering as he quickened his pace.

"You are absolutely fucking perfect, Evelyn," Jacob groaned, his words a mix of pleasure and admiration. "There's no one else I'd rather have. You're simply the best woman anyone could ever have. You may not see it, but trust me, every man who crosses paths with you knows it."

"Oh, Jacob..." A loud moan escaped my lips as he quickened his movements, sending waves of pressure building at my core, driving me wild.

Fuck. I was so close….

"You're heaven itself from every fucking angle, baby," he growled, seizing a fistful of my hair and tilting my head back as he thrust deeply into me. "And you should fucking know your worth. To me, you're worth more than the whole world combined."

Damn! His words!

His words never failed to stir something deep within me. The way he spoke, the way he made me feel—like I was falling in love with him all over again. That was Jacob Adriano and his magic—it never ceased to amaze me or fill me with butterflies.

"I'm close..." I squeezed my eyes shut, my breaths heavy, the pressure building down there, the sensations overwhelming, causing my pussy to throb with stimulation. I was seconds away from release.

"Well, you're about to get even closer," he said, adjusting his angle to penetrate even deeper. I moaned loudly, my toes curling, my hands gripping the sheets tightly, and my eyes shutting tight.

"Oh... god."

"Beg me, baby. Not your god," he chuckled, his lips grazing my shoulder and neck as his free hand cupped my backside, intensifying his thrusts from behind. My body trembled, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through me, making it impossible to resist. He was pounding into me and I fucking loved it….

I clenched the sheets tighter, my body trembling, my skin covered in goosebumps, sweat trickling down the side of my forehead as the orgasm crashed over me, leaving me trembling beneath him, my mind in a frenzy. He slowed down his speed as the orgasm hit me, my walls around him tightening at the feeling.

As my body calmed slightly, Jacob's kisses trailed down my shoulder and neck, his whisper shattered the momentary peace, "I'm going to fucking destroy you, baby," he murmured, his voice husky and seductive. "And you know what? I haven't even begun yet."

And a shiver ran down my spine.