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My Dad's Bestfriend I Will Destroy you
Evelyn“You know I’d still prefer to fuck you after you tell me what caused this sudden reaction from you,” Jacob's deep voice resonated from behind me as he prepared me, his fingers slick with lubricant sliding inside my tightness. With his hand gripping the back of my neck, he pressed my face into the mattress, raising my hips.Oh well….It already felt good. I could say fuck to that slighest bit of discomfort—It just didn’t matter.A soft moan escaped my lips as the unfamiliar sensation overcame me as he stretched me. "I said what I—" Another moan interrupted my words as he added a second finger, sending a shock through my body.Struggling to maintain composure, I managed to finish my sentence, "I said what I said. You won't get anything out of me until you prove it.""Oh, trust me, I'll get plenty out of you," his deep chuckle echoed. Leaning in, he pressed his nose against my back, tracing a line down to my lower waist before biting my buttcheek, eliciting a startled scream from
My Dad's Bestfriend I am not going back
EvelynIt took three rounds for Jacob and ten more orgasms for me to finally call it quits for the day. As we lay there, entwined in each other's arms, his hand traced delicate patterns along my back, soothing the ache that lingered in my muscles. He totally destroyed me like he’d said he would.We were both drenched in sweat, our breaths still heavy and our hearts racing, though mine seemed to be pounding louder than his. But who could blame me? After all, my body had borne the brunt of our passionate encounter.Yet, I couldn't bring myself to assign blame. I had brought this to myself, and every moment of it had been an electrifying indulgence.Fuck. Just to remember it made shivers run down my spine.I absolutely fucking loved it. If it hadn’t been for Jacob, I’d have never known that getting destroyed could feel that good.Jacob's fingers found their way into my hair, trailing down to my breasts as he reached for a cigarette. After taking a drag, he leaned in to capture my lips i
My Dad's Bestfriend Falling Apart
EvelynTwo days had passed since my conversation with Jacob, and everything between us had been relatively calm. He hadn't brought up the sensitive topic again, and fortunately, I hadn't crossed paths with Tyler, despite my two trips to the store, both times forgetting the list of items I needed to buy.I was getting forgetful these days. I didn’t know why—perhaps it was just stress or perhaps something else. Anyway, it didn’t matter.Lately, I have been putting my cooking skills to the test. Surprisingly, I found that I was at least on par with my dad's culinary prowess, if not quite up to Jacob's level yet. Jacob knew how to cook really very well!Another thing happened— Dad had called twice, clearly stressed out about the situation of the recent media scandal. He and Clara had even contemplated canceling their trip and coming to visit us in Italy, but Jacob and I managed to persuade them otherwise. Me and Jacob, we literally had to beg them to stop.Dad had offered to help Jacob ou
My Dad's Bestfriend Breaking Paradise
EvelynEvery fiber of my being tensed at the sound of that fucking despicable voice. Hatred surged through me like a tidal wave. If only I could reach through the screen and throttle that bastard, watch him choke on his own venom. There was only one emotion I felt for him and that was—deep-rooted hatred. I fucking hated him more than I had ever hated anyone."So it was you, wasn't it?" I hissed, my jaw tight with fury. "You probably greased the palms of those investors to pull the rug out from under Jacob just when he was trying to make things right. What the hell do you want, Tyler? Why are you so obsessed with tearing my man down? What the fuck is wrong with you?!”Tyler's voice oozed with sickening charm. "My, my, you sound even sexier when you're angry, Evelyn. Oh, the fantasies I have about you... I wonder how those lips of yours would feel against mine, how would it feel when I’d grab your waist and fucking dive deep into you when you’d quiver beneath me. Fuck! You drive me fuc
My Dad's Bestfriend Mending Promises
EvelynAs his words crashed over me like a relentless wave, every fiber of my being throbbed with an avoidable pain. For a brief moment, I couldn't fucking fathom that Jacob had actually said it.Did he really? Or was it just my mind playing cruel tricks on me?No, there was no mistaking it—he had indeed uttered those heartless words. And worse yet, he did so without a hint of hesitation.How could he?!I approached him, my gaze empty, devoid of any emotion, any tears, my hands shaking, "What did you just say?"He remained silent for a beat, avoiding my gaze, but I refused to give him an out—I wouldn't budge until I got the fucking answers I demanded. He was not going to get away with it."You heard me, Evelyn."This piece of shit…."So, say it again," I demanded, my voice rising. "Fucking say it again.""Evelyn..." His hesitation was palpable."What?! What's stopping you from saying it again when you have already said it so easily the first time? What's wrong, huh?" Despite my fury,
My Dad's Bestfriend It's About To Go South
EvelynA week had passed since Jacob and I had our fight, and to put it mildly—and bluntly—things were far from okay. Again—To put everything plainly and emphatically—The issue didn't lie solely between us; rather, it was the turbulent circumstances enveloping us. Every effort Jacob made to restore order seemed to slip through his fingers, leaving him increasingly disheartened. It was evident, we were far from okay.Nothing was becoming any better.While we managed to avoid bickering, I couldn't shake the sense of hesitation emanating from Jacob. Our conversations had dwindled this week, a casualty of his relentless pursuit to mend what was broken, leaving little room for anything else. Our relationship, it was not as before now—the spark, it was withering away.A peculiar unease crept over me, a lingering suspicion that Jacob still harbored doubts, unspoken but deeply felt.But for now, the pressing concern was the duration of our journey back to normalcy. Were we ever going to have
My Dad's Bestfriend Nothing’s The Same
EvelynAs the cab trailed behind his car, my surprise morphed into apprehension when it bypassed his office without halting. Suspicion intertwined with worry as God, the memory of the past incident loomed large in my mind—I dreaded the notion of enduring such turmoil again, especially with the weight of our current struggles pressing down upon us. Tyler had spared no effort in tarnishing his image, and the mere prospect of history repeating itself threatened to shatter Jacob irreparably.I couldn’t let that happen, at all costs.Amidst the whirlwind of my thoughts, my gaze remained fixed on his car up ahead, witnessing it come to a halt in front of a hotel. He stepped out, prompting me to urge the cab driver to pull over a few feet away, ensuring we remained unnoticed, a request he thankfully obliged.I hastily settled the fare, striving to keep him in sight as he disappeared into the hotel.Why would he be at a hotel?Was he meeting someone? Damn it, this situation was spiraling out
My Dad's Bestfriend I Am Staying
EvelynIt turned out that the address Tyler had given me led to a hotel, though a different one from where I'd stumbled upon my boyfriend locking lips with his ex—a sight as sweet as a lemon wedge in an open wound. Very very sweet indeed. Life seemed to have a knack for fucking with me from every angle, but hey, at least I was getting a firsthand tour of Rome's swanky hotels and a crash course in Italian social dynamics.So far, the three Italians I'd encountered—Jacob Adriano, Tyler Ricci, and Chloe the bitch—had left me less than impressed. Not that I was painting all Italians with the same tainted brush, but were they all cut from the same dysfunctional cloth? Hard to say. And frankly, I wasn't sure I cared to find out. My experiences with Italians thus far had been nothing short of nightmarish and weirdly fucked-up. So, forgive me if I wasn't exactly eager to cozy up to another Italian male, especially not the innocent, put-together types like Jacob, or the ones whose corruption
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