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In The Name Of Love
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My Dad's Bestfriend Bound By Desire
EvelynAs my top slipped off, Jacob's hands moved with effortless grace, easing my shorts down in one fluid motion. His lips found my neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses in their wake. My back arched, and I tangled my fingers in his hair, drawing him closer as our lips collided. Our kiss was fierce and desperate, as if our very existence depended on it.And, hell, it fucking did.Neither of us had even the slightest idea of when...we'd meet again or if Dad would ever approve of our relationship. The uncertainty of our future loomed over us. And there was the problem—we wanted everything at once, without any losses or any relations perished and it was mostly unlikely to happen if fate were to oppose us and it seemed like fate would oppose us."I love you, Evelyn... I love you so fucking much," he murmured as he skillfully removed my panties, and with a deft movement of his nimble fingers, my bra followed suit. His warm fingers against my cool skin sent shivers down my spine, a sensation
My Dad's Bestfriend One Last Time
EvelynHis fingers traced along my spine as our bodies remained entwined under the duvet, the warmth of our skin mingling to make up for the times they had been apart. I gazed up at him, reaching out to brush back a few stray strands of hair that had concealed his sharp, green orbs—the very ones I had fallen for on the first day."What are your plans after leaving?" I asked, my thumb lightly grazing his stubble."I suppose I'll return to Italy for a while. We know Samuel is taking Clara on a two-month trip to Paris, so things should settle down by then. There are also some upcoming business-related issues; it turns out Chloe has purposely slept with one of the investors, and she mentioned he might withdraw his funds, which kinda proves that she’d been planning to blackmail me for a while, even before getting here. We'll need to handle that, whether it's over the phone or face-to-face," he said, taking my hand and kissing its back. "But hopefully, in around six months, I'll have everyt
My Dad's Bestfriend Just Like The First Time
EvelynI woke up feeling weary and tired. My eyes were still swollen and red, a testament to the fact that I'd spent the whole night crying, despite my friends' company, which, in the end, I had refused and kicked them out. Jacob wasn't here... that thought alone was painful.And even if I set it aside, just the mere consideration of how I was going to face Dad made my condition ten times worse. I had, without a doubt, hurt him deeply. He had done everything he could for me throughout his life—dedicated it to my well-being, and here I was, causing him such pain. Jacob had told me to handle it calmly and let Dad vent his anger on me if he wanted to—if that was the way to lighten up his mood, I'd not complain. But following Jacob's advice wasn't going to do it all—I had to shoulder some blame as well.Fuck! I should have just told him about this long ago, before things had escalated to this point. But my fears got the better of me, and they had messed things up terribly. Fucked me up
My Dad's Bestfriend Something Anew
JacobShe stood before me, utterly shocked, unable to utter a word. She just gazed at me, as if her mind was processing a complex equation to ascertain whether this was reality or a hallucination—certainly it was not a hallucination but I wasn’t gonna clear her doubt yet.I concealed my smile as she blinked twice, then thrice. I could read her well; currently, she was likely suspecting that her mind was playing tricks on her.At this point, I was almost tempted to kiss her until her pink lips were swollen, but I couldn't take that risk with Samuel present. I still didn't have complete freedom to do whatever I wanted with my girlfriend when he was around. I had already figured it would take a few more months."Am I dreaming?" She finally whispered, and an involuntary grin spread across my face. I leaned in, planting a kiss on her soft cheek, then the other. They were soft just like rose petals. "Do you still think it's a dream?""Holy... what the—" She breathed out, still bewildered.
My Dad's Bestfriend Healing Bonds
JacobWhat in the world could he be about to reveal—something that would be needed for the rest of my life? God, this sounded absurd but this conversation mattered, as long as he didn't launch himself at me or pummelled me with a barrage of curses.He had every fucking right to do that I just hoped he wouldn’t choose to exercise them! "All of our conversations mattered to me, man, as long as they weren't about choosing your outfits and whatnot," I said, my curiosity mounting, as I waited for his response."Damn it, I can't believe I'm doing this!" He uttered a frustrated sigh, "I'll probably regret it later."I gazed at him, equally bewildered by the situation. He was acting fucking weird! Throughout all the years I had known Samuel Fernandez, this was by far the most weird he had ever been. He appeared angry, undeniably so, but whatever he was about to say didn't seem to be directly related to his anger. I struggled to find words to describe his demeanor, as he seemed to be in a pe
My Dad's Bestfriend Healing Old Wounds
EvelynMy eyes shot back to spot Jack standing at the doorway, and beside him, my very hesitant mother. Her uncertainty was a rare sight, but considering everything she had done, nearly ruining my relationship with Jacob, her hesitation was quite evident.Well...what else could I expect? After everything she'd done, it was obvious she'd be hesitant to face any of us, including me. However, for some reason, I didn't feel as angry as I should have. I couldn't find that deep-seated grudge or anger within me anymore. Where were they? Jack gently nodded at my mom, encouraging her as she stepped into the kitchen, her expression showing her doubts."Can we talk, Evelyn?" She hesitantly asked, her voice barely above an whisper and her eyes requesting.I looked at my man, and his green eyes conveyed the same message my mind was telling me—I should talk."Sure, Mom. We can talk," I said, my voice soft. I didn’t know why I had no resentment towards her anymore, maybe because I had Jacob with me
My Dad's Bestfriend Long Night Of Passion
Evelyn A loud gasp slipped past my lips as I looked at the mirror. My entire neck was covered with his love love-bites, profoundly evident. This man….."This is so not fair, Jacob! You know the wedding is tomorrow, and you've covered my whole neck with these marks," I groaned as I examined the marks, my fingertips brushing over them, they didn’t hurt but still, this wasn’t fair, “It's going to take a while to cover them up.”Jacob rolled onto his front on the bed, looking at me with a grin—he was proud of his artwork. And god must be proud of his, because as I watched him, I couldn’t help but just watch….His chiseled body was half-covered by the sheets, the other half exposed, giving a very good view of half of his well-defined butt, and the sunlight streaming through the open curtains seemed to caress his form, his jawline seemed ever sharper from this angle and his eyes, they shone like diamonds. The entire universe appeared to conspire against me, for why else everything, like e
My Dad's Bestfriend Before the Aisle
Jacob"Why are you yawning so much?" Samuel asked, a curious look in his eyes as he glanced at me. The designers were busy checking the fit of his suit.Even though Evelyn and I were official, it didn't mean I could tell him the truth. If I did, he might forget about his impending wedding and beat me to a pulp, and it dawned on me, I had forgotten to mention – his punches hurt like hell. But, I had a feeling my punches had left their own mark, given that I could see the girl doing his makeup trying to hide the red mark on his jaw."Nothing, I just didn't get enough sleep," I shrugged it off with a forced laugh, straightening my own suit."You better not be caught yawning in the videos. I don't need a boring shitty groomsman," Samuel warned, scoffing.God, he and his antics."Don't worry, I won't ruin it for you," I rolled my eyes as one of the dressers approached to fix my tie.A few moments passed in silence, and I noticed Samuel's expression shifting through a spectrum of colors – r
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My Dad's Bestfriend Colours Of Italy
Evelyn “We’re already late,” I sighed, resting my chin against his chest. “We really need to get up and head to Bianca’s, or she’s going to kill us.”“We can be a little late,” he murmured, effortlessly flipping us so I was on my back, with him hovering above me. Slowly, he buried his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “God, you smell so good.”“Dummy,” I chuckled, threading my fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp. “It’s already past breakfast time. If we don’t get there soon, she’ll be plotting our deaths.”He hummed, pressing a kiss to the spot between my neck and shoulder before trailing his nose along my jawline. “Trust me, baby. Since she invited us for breakfast, she probably has a secret dinner planned too. Besides, she knows us.”“She knows us?” I raised an eyebrow, gently grabbing his jaw and making him look at me. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“What I mean,” he began, his left hand slipping under the duvet and tracing my inner thigh, “is that she k
My Dad's Bestfriend My Dad’s Bestfriend: Book 4: Diving Deeper
Sometimes, just when you think you’ve finally reached solid ground, life finds a way to pull the rug out from under you. One moment, everything seems to be falling into place, and the next, it's unraveling faster than you can hold it together. Evelyn and Jacob are bracing for the fiercest storm they've ever faced—a storm that will test them in ways they never imagined. This isn't just another bump in the road; it’s a plunge into depths they’ve never explored. Get ready, because this time, they’re on a rollercoaster that’s about to dive even deeper, with twists and turns they may not come back from unchanged. It’s time to dive deeper. *** “You’re too young for a child, Evelyn. Don’t you get it?” Jacob’s voice thundered. “You can’t have that baby.” “Why not?!” I shot back, defiant and trembling. “I have a say in this too! This is my choice. I’m keeping the baby, Jacob, whether you like it or not.” Jacob groaned, running a frustrated hand through his hair. “Evelyn, I really don’t h
My Dad's Bestfriend Back To Italy
Evelyn “Welcome back.” Jacob scooped me up the moment I stepped inside the apartment, spinning us around before I even had a chance to take a step on my own. I laughed, holding on tighter as he twirled us, our laughter filling the familiar space.“Silly,” I whispered as he settled us on the couch, cradling me in his lap like a baby. Jacob always treated me like one, and honestly, I didn’t mind being spoiled. After the long flight, I should’ve felt tired, but the moment we breathed in the air of Italy, any exhaustion disappeared. And being back in this apartment, where we’d built so many memories—the good, the hard, the unforgettable—felt as sweet as it was bittersweet.“You have no idea how empty this place felt after you left,” Jacob murmured, his eyes scanning my face as if memorizing every detail. “It was like I was dying a little every day. The silence, missing your warmth, your scent, the soft sound of your footsteps… it all just killed me, baby. I love you.” His forehead presse
My Dad's Bestfriend Lovely Days
Evelyn“God, you are beautiful,” Jacob murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. I snuggled closer to him under the umbrella on the chaise lounge, wrapped in his warmth and the safety of his arms. This was, what, the third time he’d told me this today? I couldn’t lie; I loved every word, every look he’d been giving me. Lately, it was like he couldn’t get enough of me, like he was falling all over again, and if I claimed not to enjoy it, I’d be the biggest liar. Well, I was a liar at times but when it came to Jacob, or anything about him, I’d was nothing but honest.“Careful there,” I giggled, glancing up at him. “You’re becoming obsessed with me.”“Too late for that, Evie. I’ve been obsessed with you for as long as I can remember.”“Oh, really?” I teased, brushing my nose against his.Just then, Jennie’s groan cut through our bubble. “Please, stop. I’ve been watching this for the last hour, and if I have to see any more of this lovey-dovey nonsense, I’m going to need another drink. L
My Dad's Bestfriend Freaky
Evelyn"Black suits you better," Jacob said, his voice a low murmur, "That peach one was far too plain.""Fine," I relented, handing the black dress to the sales assistant, who’d practically become our shopping partner at this point. Jacob and I had been here for the past hour, and just when I thought we were done, he'd find something else—matching shoes, bags, accessories, even items I knew would just sit in my closet collecting dust."I want to see the blue one," he directed at the assistant, who promptly retrieved it."More?" I protested, glancing at the growing pile of bags. "Jacob, I’m running out of closet space. Where am I supposed to keep all this?"His lips curved into that irresistible, teasing smile. "Better figure it out, baby, because I’m not done yet. Now, go try this one too.""Jacob—""Go, Evelyn.""Fine. But if I never wear half of these, it’s on you."He laughed softly, and I felt myself fighting a smile, masking it with a glare as I stepped into the dressing room. T
My Dad's Bestfriend Us Again
EvelynI drew in a deep breath, feeling the thick silence that had settled over the room. Jacob and I had discussed this trip to Italy at the café earlier, and although nerves hummed beneath my skin, a larger part of me was thrilled. Going back would be a fresh start, a chance for us to be together without the cloud of past events hanging over us. Last time, circumstances hadn’t allowed for much happiness, and yet here we were, hoping to rewrite that story.This trip could be really be different and thousand percent better.But there was one catch: my dad.He’d always been protective, and after everything that happened there, I knew he might see this as a risk—a trip he wouldn’t want me to take, not so soon. I glanced at Jacob, feeling his hand give mine a small, reassuring squeeze under the table as Dad emitted a long sigh. He reached for more veggies, placing them on his plate with a practiced calm, chewing as though he hadn’t heard the question Jacob had asked moments earlier.Was
My Dad's Bestfriend Again?
Evelyn“If you two were going to make up this fast, then why the hell did you fight like that?” I glared at Dad and Jacob, incredulous. They were laughing, clinking their glasses together like they hadn’t been at each other’s throats this morning. I’d practically dragged Jacob out of the house, and forced him to sit in a coffee shop with me to calm down, maybe even let out a little steam. And while I was doing damage control, Dad had called me, saying, “Kick his arse, and come home without him. Don’t even think about bringing him back.”Yet here we were, hours later, with them acting like nothing had ever happened. I had no clue what changed. All I remembered was Jacob getting a call from Dad, his face going from stormy to smiling in seconds. “Let’s go,” he’d said, just like that. “My friend’s calling me back.”I clenched my fists. What was the point of putting Clara and me through their drama if they were just going to wave it off like it didn’t matter?“Hey, remember that girl? Yola
My Dad's Bestfriend Boyfriend Vs Dad
EvelynJacob and I sat across from Dad and Clara. Dad looked ready to grill us both, clearly expecting some lengthy, soul-baring explanation, while Clara seemed keen to move past the awkwardness as fast as possible. Honestly, I was right there with her. I had zero interest in dissecting our reasons—or lack thereof—for behaving like complete idiots, knowing full well it was wrong yet pressing on anyway.Truth was, if “no answer” were a valid response, it would top my list.Jacob and I exchanged a look as Dad wrapped up what felt like his hundredth question. We both knew we had nothing concrete to offer. Sure, we might’ve had a few scattered reasons, but none Dad would actually find acceptable."Listen, you two," Dad barked, "stop staring at each other and answer my questions right away. Chronologically, starting from question one.""Sorry, what was the question again?" Jacob’s casual tone almost made me laugh, but I caught myself, noting the way Dad’s expression twisted between irritat
My Dad's Bestfriend Morning That Doesn’t End
EvelynAfter crying out through my second orgasm, I teetered on the edge of a third, begging for something I couldn't even name. My hands clung to the headboard with a white-knuckled grip while my knees straddled his face, and his lips and tongue moved with a precision that drove me wild. Every flick and stroke pushed me beyond what I thought I could take, yet left me craving more.My legs shook—no, not just my legs, but every part of me trembled violently. I couldn't tell if I was holding myself up or if it was Jacob's hands on my hips, squeezing and slapping my ass, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through me that had me gasping for more.I had no fucking idea how I'd even reached those first two orgasms and even less of a clue how I'd survive this third. The beginning was a blur of sanity, but it wasn't long before I was lost in a haze where desire consumed me, and filled my bones, my every fiber, my very soul."Jacob, please," I moaned, pushing the sweaty strands of hair from my fa
