My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 19 Innocent Demand

Evelyn

For the past fifteen minutes, I had been pacing back and forth in my room, unable to find peace. Frustration gnawed at me, and I found myself hurling onto the bed, only to bounce up moments later without reason.

I was so out of my mind-it was in chaos.

"Stupid jerk," I muttered on my own shifting on the bed and grabbing a book to distract myself

However, his handsome face kept invading my thoughts relentlessly, shattering my attempts to keep my thoughts together in the most gruesome way possible.

Why did he need to be so irresistible for no goddamn reason?! Fuck that, what the hell I was so infatuated with him?!

I was trapped in this weird state, consumed by burning jealousy that was not giving me any mercy. I was so fucking doomed

Suddenly, my thoughts were abruptly halted by a violent knocking on the door, breaking the silence like a thunderclap.

I sighed irritably, reluctantly leaving the comfort of the bed to approach the door.

I was fairly certain it couldn't be Jacob; he was too clever to make any move in daylight that would raise suspicion. Besides, he wasn't as obsessed with me as I was with him.

As I swung the door open, preparing to unleash my exasperation, a gasp escaped my lips. Jacob stood before me, his fiery gaze piercing mine. Well, maybe I was not that good at reading him- he was here, right at my door.

What the hell? My guesses had never been proved wrong before.

The fiery stare of his eyes burned into my gaze that smouldered.

"What are you doing he—" I started, but my words trailed off as he forcefully pushed me inside the room and slammed the door shut behind him. The words died on the tip of my tongue as if they never existed in the first place.

He appeared furious, yet I couldn't deny that it only made him look more sexy.

Get a grip, Evelyn! You can't let his good looks sway you every time!

"Excuse me, but this is my room, and you're not allowed to-" My protest was cut short as his hand slid around my waist, pulling me closer.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

My chest collided with his, our bodies pressing against each other, and a low hiss escaped my lips. Not in pain, but in response to the sudden proximity.

Okay, this felt good. Kind of enough to make me want to forget my anger.

"Do you have any idea how difficult it was to find the right moment to slip away from the gathering? To avoid raising suspicion that could jeopardize both of us and come here to confront your stubborn attitude?" he growled. "Do you have any fucking idea?"

"Um... no," I stammered, confused about the point he was trying to make. "So?"

But who could blame me? Every time I encountered Jacob Adriano, my senses would simply take a leave.

The next thing I registered was being lifted by my thighs and landed on my back on the bed with a thud, whilst he hovered over me.

I nearly screamed in shock, "Are you out of your mind? You could have broken my bed!"

"Yes, I've lost my mind, and I'm certain that my lack of restraint desires nothing more than to whip you into shape," he whispered against my lips. A surge of desire coursed through me, setting my skin ablaze, and a peculiar sensation ignited in the pit of my stomach, spreading like wildfire, "Besides, this isn't how I would break your bed. I have far more interesting plans in mind, baby."

His hands released my thighs and travelled upwards, intertwining his fingers with mine. He pulled my hands over my head, securing them in his grasp.

A shiver ran down my spine. The position I was in, with my legs spread and his hips pressed against mine to the point where I could feel Jacob's bulge pressing right against my moistened centre whilst my hands were locked leaving me unable to do anything, surely wasn't one of the most usual ones for me. It felt scandalizing but I kind of liked it.

I felt so vulnerable under his intense gaze. All my arrogance and anger seemed to melt away.

"It was your fault. You ruined my mood by talking to that bitch," My lips puckered, and a frown settled between my brows on its own.

"I've encountered my fair share of women, Evelyn, but you are by far the most difficult one I have ever come across," he sighed. "You must know that I didn't want to cause a scene After all, who would even be interested in her? She makes advances on every man she meets. So why do you persist in being so stubborn?"

"So are you trying to say, you still wouldn't have any interest in her even if she can give you the best blowjob of your life?" "Nope," He tsked, "I'd rather have your plump lips around my dick."

A blush crept up my cheeks upon his blunt statement.

"What if she is willing to let you fuck her anywhere?"

"I don't go for easy women, Evelyn," He whispered, like things that are interesting. Chase thrills me, it becomes my desire, my possession." His lips brushed against mine as he spoke causing a fire to erupt in my body,

"And..nothing can be more

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interesting than you for me, Evelyn. I

find everything in you, all at once."

I was on the verge of melting right there, my mind going blank as all I wanted was to pull him closer and savour every inch of his mouth. The intense desire was overpowering. However, the adamant bitch inside of me was not done yet. She refused to back down.

"Huh, I'm not being stubborn," I retorted, unwilling to accept my own fault.

A low snicker escaped his lips as he moved closer, using his nose to nudge aside a strand of my hair. "Yes, you are," he said, his voice filled with amusement. "In fact, you're being incredibly feisty. And I can't quite decide whether I want to punish you or pleasure you. Damn it, you're driving me insane."

His lips met my jaw, leaving a trail of teasing kisses along my neck. I struggled to free my hands, but he held them firmly, radiating dominance.

My back arched involuntarily as a tingling sensation spread throughout my body, and a raspy breath escaped my lips.

Oh god, he was driving me crazy already.

It was a battle to resist the overwhelming desire when every fibre of my being longed for Jacob to ravish me then and there.

"But... you need to make up for your mistake," I finally managed to utter.

He paused, his movements freezing upon my statement, and he raised himself to look at me.

"Mistake?" he arched an eyebrow, his tongue sweeping over his bottom lip as he studied me with curiosity, "Care to elaborate?"

His aura was intimidating, yet strangely, I found myself drawn to it.

"You made me upset," I admitted, my voice tinged with vulnerability.

He let out a chuckle in response, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Well, that's certainly an interesting reason."

Of course, I knew it sounded foolish, but it was the only justification I could come up with.

"Perhaps, but it's still a reason. So now, you need to make it up to me," I stammered, determined to stand my ground, "I am not going to let it slide so easily."

"Okay," he nodded, a hint of mischief in his eyes as he leaned closer to my face, his warm breath caressing my skin, “Tell me, what do I have to do?" A victorious smile tugged at the corner of my lips. "Take me on a long drive tonight."