My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 37

Evelyn

He trailed kisses along my neck as I found settled on his lap, my legs straddling him as he took full advantage of the position. His mouth moved in all sorts of motions. With each move, he made it impossibly hard for me to sit still; My hands fisting his shirt begged for more— more access to his body just like he had to mine.

A soft laugh escaped my lips, barely audible, "So, was this your grand plan, Mr. Adriano? Bringing me here to take advantage of me?"

"I can take advantage of you, anywhere I want, young lady," His laughter resonated, a deep and enchanting sound that sent ripples of pleasure down my spine, a testament to the effect he had over me.

God, I hated it, and hell, I loved it at the same time.

"Overconfident, aren't we?"

His gaze locked onto mine, a fire burning within his eyes, as his fingers gently caressed my neck, before they wrapped around my throat, eliciting an involuntary gasp from me.

"What if I say yes?" His voice was a husky whisper, his lips teasingly brushing against mine, leaving me longing for more.

Fuck!

"What if I say that, I know I can take you anytime I want and you won't even complain?" He slipped his hand inside my shorts, touching my sensitive folds begging for his attention, and then...he teased my clit, circling his finger around it yet not giving me what I wanted.

"What if I told you that I am aware of your yearnings? I sense the depths of your desires, the things you want, what sets your soul ablaze, what you crave, and how you ache for nobody but me to be the one that fulfills them?" He kept going, a soft gasp escaped my throat, I closed my eyes shut, biting down my bottom lip to stop the moan that ached to escape, "And even now.....Evelyn Fernandez, you are, dying from within, wanting me to just stop it already and fuck you," He chuckled, tracing his nose against the skin on my neck, taking in my scent.

I shivered under his touch. His warm breathing triggered my nervous system, my mind went nuts and...hell, he was absolutely fucking right.

He rubbed my pussy, slowly and languidly, teasing me and making me lose my calm every time he added a bit more pressure. My hips shook, every time he traced a new spot, teasing the sensitive area already dripping wet for him.

"Is possessing intimate knowledge about someone that remains hidden from all others an exhibition of overconfidence? Is that the case?"He leaned in closer, his warm breath caressing my ear, his deep voice stroking the flames of my desires. Shit.

"If it is, well then, call me overconfident because I'm just getting started," His teeth grazed my earlobe, his hand continuing its tantalising motion, " You see, I know how to worship an art, and god, I may very well become an artist in due time," His breath danced across my lips, finally coaxing me to open my eyes.

"Can I fuck you now, Evelyn?" He asked, a grin taking over his lips. It was no secret he knew that I was not going to say no. He could see it in my eyes.

"Fuck, yes," And I pulled him for a kiss.

Smashing our lips together, with a deft movement, he reversed our positions. I found myself on the bed, on my back, trapped underneath him as he plundered my mouth with hunger. His skilled hands swiftly removed my top, followed by the effortless unclasping of my bra.

He moulded my breast in his hand, pulling me into yet another fervent kiss.

My back arched as he pinched my nipple.

I gasped into his mouth, and he continued.

"Please..." a wail finally managed its way out.

"You and I both want me inside your tight cunt, Evelyn."

"Then show me what you got, Jacob," I whispered, my gaze fixed on him— God, he was utterly mesmerising. Fucking gorgeous!

He was the sort of man you'd only encounter in novels. And oh my, the delight of witnessing this masterpiece firsthand; especially when the masterpiece was there, reeking of your own essence, willing to worship you and fuck you as if there was no tomorrow—Lord, forgive me, but if this isn't heaven I don't know what is.

"I will, Evelyn. Fuck, I will," He smoothly removed my shorts with a single, deliberate motion, and my panties soon followed suit, leaving me entirely exposed to his eager gaze.

He gazed at me, head to toe, for a very long moment, "Hell, you are beautiful."

My cheeks flushed crimson, no words escaping me, yet my hands acted on their own accord, finding his shirt and unfastening its buttons. He allowed it, a quiet curiosity gleaming in his eyes.

As the fabric slid off his shoulders, exposing the chiseled contours of his body, I was entranced, unable to look away.

I will never get tired of this view.

Drawing closer, I pressed my lips against his abdomen before trailing up to his jawline, my fingers tracing the firm ridges of his muscles.