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."