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My Dad's Bestfriend Love In The Light
JacobShe arched her back, moving in perfect sync with my rhythm, with every thrust taking me deeper into her. Her walls tightened around me, making it increasingly difficult to maintain composure. Fuck, I could barely control myself.I picked up the pace, gripping her hips firmly to steady her. My lips found her neck, and I trailed kisses down her body, reaching her nipple where I grazed my teeth, this caused her to gasp with pleasure. Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head.What a sight!Every delicate motion she made had me spellbound. I wished she could see herself from my perspective; bet, she would be just as amazed."You know," I whispered as I leaned in closer, my weight supported by my hands, "Sometimes, I thank myself that I didn't let boundaries and morals hold me back," I looked at her, her body trembled and she moaned softly in response, her eyes locked on mine as I continued to thrust, drawing out seductive sounds from her, "Because, if I had chosen to not give i
My Dad's Bestfriend When Time Stood Still
EvelynJacob Adriano was strange—enigmatic and weird, to be precise. Why did I suddenly arrive at this conclusion? Well, the reason isn't akin to a lengthy explanation or a solution as explosive as an atom bomb. It was rather simple. Extremely simple, actually. It all boiled down to him placing the blame squarely on me for our failure to complete the painting the previous night. Yes, this Italian man truly believed that it was my fault. Ironic, right?"I still can't believe you're unwilling to change your statement," I remarked incredulously. His unwavering determination grated on my nerves. I had a conflicting urge to either punch him in the face or kiss him.Ugh! I despised the fact that he was so fucking handsome!"Why should I change my words? The blame lies with you. You're the reason we wasted the entire night. It's entirely your fault," he casually strolled over to the painting supplies, handing me a set of brushes. "Come on, we need to paint."My jaw nearly hit the floor. The
My Dad's Bestfriend Wounds And Words
Evelyn"It's better if we talk inside," she suggested; the look on her face hinted at a revelation, and possibly a barrage of lectures. I had no idea what was going through her mind, but the closest assumption I could muster was that her boyfriend, who'd seen me last night during the entire incident with Chloe, had spilled the beans."Well, of course. I know you have a lot to say. Come in." I stepped aside to let her enter, and she walked inside. I shut the door."Tell me what you have to say; I have work to do." I spoke up, walking past her and sitting on the bed."Is that...is that Jacob's portrait, Evelyn?" She glanced at the painting before shifting her gaze to me, her voice filled with disbelief and disappointment, “And what are you wearing? His shirt?""Yeah, so?""Is this how you're rediscovering your passion, huh? Is this what you plan to do?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.God, I already despised this conversation."Well, I don't see anything wrong with it. I'm
My Dad's Bestfriend Hearts On The Fence
EvelynAs I walked to his room, avoiding the glances of a few other guests along the way, my mind couldn't help but dwell on the hurtful words my mother had cruelly spat at me, all in the name of "doing what's best for me." Unbelievable, she was! She had wounded me with her words, questioned the authenticity of my feelings for Jacob, and yet clung to her claim that she cared for me.She didn't care, not even the slightest bit. If she had, she would have at least tried to understand me.I mean, seriously, she…accused me of coming between Jacob and that Chloe, as if she hadn't already hurt me enough. Of all the wounds she had inflicted on me since childhood, this was the worst, and I would forever remember it.I didn't bother knocking on Jacob's door; instead, I walked right in. My eyes searched for him until I spotted him sitting at the edge of the bed, his head hanging low as he stared at his hands. His phone lay by his side, the message to me still open on the screen.Something didn'
My Dad's Bestfriend A Deal Of Mercy
EvelynJacob tenderly traced his fingers along my cheek, gently moving down to my neck, and occasionally placing pecks on my lips and cheeks. I listened in silence to his heartbeat, finding something intriguing about it. Another detail that captivated me was the network of delicate blue veins on his hands, extending gracefully from his wrists.And the best part was his cologne that till now was buried deep in my system.He brushed away the stray strands of hair that had fallen across my face, then caressed my cheek and planted a lingering kiss on my forehead."What's your plan now?" I asked, even though we hadn't discussed it yet. I knew one of us needed to broach the subject, "Should we both talk to my mother?""For now, let's not do anything. We'll wait until Danica brings it up; I'll handle the matter," he assured me, offering a soft smile. "You don't need to worry about it, okay?""But I don't want you to face it alone. Let's go talk to her together," I suggested, nuzzling his nec
My Dad's Bestfriend Pre-Wedding Jitters
EvelynThe music enveloped us, a cacophony of sound as people bustled about, dancing, and indulging in the evening's drinks. I must admit, my dad had an extraordinary circle of acquaintances, though some might argue they were closer to being outright lunatics. The guest list for the wedding seemed to be expanding by the day, partly due to Clara and me.However, my current concern wasn't the growing number of guests; it was my dad, who appeared to be drowning in a sea of distress.A damsel in distress—what's the male version of that? I couldn't say for sure, but I could Google it later."I can't believe you're nervous," I said, pretending to be disappointed. "This isn't your first time tying the knot.""Hey, just because I've been married once before doesn't mean I have no right to feel nervous now. Stop giving me that look!" He downed another shot of tequila. "I might be getting married for the second time, but it's still marriage. The feeling remains the same.""So what? Are you goin
My Dad's Bestfriend Unveiling Resentments
JacobI watched her as she conversed with her friends, the smile on her face never fading. It occasionally broadened with a subtle twitch at the corner of her lips, as if she could sense my gaze fixed on her the entire time. And, truth be told, she could. Evelyn was incredibly observant though she didn't know that I had mentally captured every aspect of her from the very first day I arrived here to attend Samuel's wedding. She remained oblivious to how I had lost most of my self-control that very morning when I unexpectedly found her in the kitchen, wearing a little top and shorts that perfectly showcased her sexy body.Who would have thought that this was the same Evelyn I had known years ago?Back then, she had been quite shy around me, always quiet, except for those nights when she'd sneak wine from the kitchen cabinets and retreat to her safe haven—her room. In the midst of her liquor-induced intoxication, she would often do wild things that were entirely contrary to her usual natu
My Dad's Bestfriend Turbulent Waters
EvelynI could feel it the entire time—his gaze, unwavering and fixed on me. He looked at me with a total disregard for anyone who might notice, and I didn't know why, but I found it incredibly thrilling. There was something intriguing about it, perhaps not as intense as butterflies and fireworks, but enough to leave a tantalizing trail of sparks all over my skin, everywhere his blue irises touched. The feeling was indescribable.I knew him all too well not to notice his eyes on me. He was like one of those books that initially seemed impossible to understand or get through because of their unique traits and storyline, but eventually became your absolute favourite once you got a grasp of them. For me, I had already read halfway through, and I intended to finish the rest of it in this lifetime."Dude, your man is still looking at you," Nancy remarked, astonishment gleaming in her eyes, "You've smitten him, haven't you? What did you do? Are you giving him a blowjob every single day?"A
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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
