My Dad's Bestfriend

Evelyn

Restlessness consumed me as I tossed and turned in bed, unable to get any sleep.

After meeting Clara and Dad, enduring a long conversation with Clara and enduring Dad's lecture on 'A million reasons why not to drink alcohol,' I returned to my room hours ago. But sleep seemed to elude me completely.

My sleep schedule was fucked up, and my mind was consumed by thoughts of Jacob.

Was it wrong to long for his presence once again?

Perhaps it was, or perhaps it wasn't. Regardless, I was deeply troubled by this newfound forbidden addiction.

I'm addicted to him. I definitely am.

A groan escaped my lips as I abruptly sat up in bed. These past few hours had made it abundantly clear that sleep was an elusive companion, for Jacob refused to vacate my thoughts.

However, did I even want him to be out of my thoughts? It was a constant internal debate because I genuinely loved dwelling on thoughts of him. There was a strange sense of peace I found whenever his face appeared in my mind's eye.

I rose from the bed and reached for my robe, slipping it on over my short-sleeveless nightgown.

Well...there was no point in hiding my intentions anymore. It was clear where I was headed-Jacob's room, for the sake of my own sanity.

I headed out of the room, closing it shut behind me.

And soon enough, I found myself standing before the door to his room.

Deep down, I knew it might not be the best time. He could be fast asleep or perhaps wide awake, although the latter seemed less likely. Nevertheless, my determination outweighed any potential obstacles, and I mustered the courage to knock on his door.

No response came, the silence indicating that he might be fast asleep.

Seconds away from resigning myself to return to my room due to my impatience, the door suddenly swung open, revealing the very man I had come seeking, shirtless, I might add.

Okay, so the lack of response didn't mean he was asleep after all. It was simply his way of swiftly opening the door.

"Evelyn..." he breathed out, acknowledging my presence.

"I couldn't sleep."

Unbeknownst to me, a blush crept up my cheeks.

Why did this man have such a profound effect on me?

Jacob raised an eyebrow in response to my statement, his eyes leisurely scanning my body.

"Why?" he asked, as I'd anticipated.

"I don't know."

"Perhaps... I have an idea," he spoke, stepping aside to invite me into his room. "Come inside."

I could swear that every hair on my body stood on end like needles the moment he uttered those words. Surreal sensations washed over me in an instant. Nevertheless, I gathered my composure and walked into his room.

He closed the door behind us, locking it securely. Without wasting a moment, he picked me up by my thighs and pressed me against that very door, his mouth latching on my neck.

Holy!

A gasp left my mouth, soon turning into a moan of pleasure as he left open-mouthed kisses on my skin, sucking and kissing his way down to my collarbone. He ground his bulge against me making me wet. I grabbed onto his shoulder for support, my other hand fisted his hair. My legs hooked around his waist and tightened to pull him even close, to satisfy the need for friction.

"It was a wise choice to come here. Because I was unable to sleep too," He withdrew his lips from my skin and whispered against my lips, "And I know my reasons well." His eyes looked at me with hunger causing my skin to tingle with desire.

"Why are you doing to me, Evelyn?" He asked, brushing his thumb over my lips.

Damn, my name sounded so good from his mouth.

"Kiss me," I managed to utter, and in that very instant, his lips crashed against mine.

Our mouths melded together, and he delved his tongue inside, exploring every nook and cranny. The taste of his minty breath filled my senses, and as I responded fervently, I once again lost myself in him. Without breaking the kiss, he carried me to the bed and gently laid me down. Skillfully, he untied the robe, revealing the thigh-length nightgown I wore, which he raised to my lower abdomen as he slipped his hand inside my panty.

"Oh, Jacob..." I moaned, my hips raised on their own to meet his touch there on my soaking wet folds.

He began rubbing small circles there, working on me with his excellent fingers and using his thumb to put pressure on my clit which triggered an orgasm to wash over me almost instantly.

My eyes widened and my lips parted in both astonishment and the effects of the orgasm. I'd never known that I could reach an orgasm so fast.

Jacob surely knew better how my body functioned than I did.

"I love how your body reacts to my touch." He breathed against my neck. Cupping my breast in his hand and he gave it a rough squeeze, "God indeed took his time while making you." Once again a moan slipped past my lips and my heartbeats picked up a pace.

"I wonder how this tight pussy of yours will feel around my dick."

God damn, he has started talking dirty.

I think I could just reach my climax just by hearing him speak.

"But longing makes everything better, right?" He pinched my hardened nipple from over my dress and rolled it between his thumb and index finger.

I did not get the chance to figure out whether was I even going to say something or not, because he raised himself, and pulled down my panty, before he pulled my dress above my head and threw it away.

I was yet to recover from the shock of how fast he'd just undressed me when he toured his hand over my body and he took my nipple in his mouth.

The warm feeling of his mouth around the sensitive bud caused an electric shock shooting straight down there where I needed him the most.

I crept my hands to feel his rock-hard chest and sculpted abs, the texture of his skin felt surprisingly good against my palms.

Unable to hold it, I pushed him onto his back and straddled him so that I can press my lips right against the skin on his neck. Hell, this was the best decision of my life yet because he tasted so fucking good! "I don't know why, but I am absolutely fucking obsessed with you Jacob."

I kissed down his neck before moving to the corner of his mouth, however, I ended up gasping out loud before I could press my lips against his because unknowingly his growing erection ground right against my warm cleft because of the questionable position, with my thighs resting on both side of him.

I bit down my bottom lip, a sudden nervousness making its way to my core; I was sure, that mere contact alone had already left a wet patch over his trousers cause I was soaking wet and sensitive right now. "Fuck!" he cursed under his breath as he took a look at my lower lip caught under my teeth before they moved to look at my wet pussy.

And then he pushed me back to where I was before, just right underneath him, and the next instant he pressed his hot mouth over my pussy. My back arched, tingles shot through my body and I cried out his name in pleasure, "Ahm...Jacob!"

His tongue flicked over my clit before he dove in, eating me out like a starving man as if I was his first and last meal-It moved in all sorts of motions driving me crazy, to the edge, whilst his hands held me tight in my place so I could not escape from his sweet torment on my body.

My moans and groans were the only sounds that could be heard in the room along with a few occasional screams that left my mouth every time Jacob would discover places I'd never known could deliver so much pleasure.

Soon enough, I came spasming all over his tongue. Screaming out my release as I clutched the bedsheets as tight as I could.

Jacob savoured every drop I had to offer, licking me clean.

He came up and sealed my lips in a kiss and I kissed him back instantly, I could taste myself on him but that did not bother me the slightest bit.

As we broke the kiss and he pressed his forehead against mine whilst we both caught our breath, I slowly became aware of the jute of his erection that rest just between my thighs.

A moment later he attempted to pull away but I held his hand stopping him, "Where are you going?"

"To take a cold shower," He let out a chuckle, "Otherwise I don't think I'd be able to sleep, nor would you. Stay here, I'll be back very quickly." He kissed my forehead and sat up.

I found myself reacting before even my mind could actually realise what I wished to do.

"Wait..." I raised myself to meet his eye level, hesitant, and low but I managed to utter the next words anyway, "You have tasted me....but I haven't tasted you."

A flicker passed through his eyes and his tongue darted out to lick over his bottom lip before he leaned closer, unknowingly my breathing hitched.

"Are you sure?" His hand moved to grab my jaw so that he could look directly into my eyes.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and brought my courage together to nod in response, "Yes, I am."