Love Novel 21

Our eyes meet, and he coughs, my shock mirrored in his expression. He quickly masks it, but I see it. I see the absolute
horror that crosses his features.
My heart feels like it’s lodged in my throat, and it takes every ounce of willpower to keep my composure.
“Aiden,” he says, his voice steady but his eyes betraying his surprise. “Who’s this?”
Aiden pulls me in close, wrapping his arm around me in a possessive way, making Jake’s eyes rake over me. “This is my
friend, Alina.”
The way he says it makes me aware that he’s telling his dad that I am much more than a friend.
Jake puts down his half made sandwich and nods toward me, pressing his lips together. “Nice to meet you, Alina.”
“Nice to meet you too, Mr. Matthews,” I reply, my voice sounding far more composed than I feel.
The tension in the room is palpable, a heavy, suffocating weight that neither of us acknowledges out loud. Aiden seems
blissfully unaware, and I’m so glad he hasn’t caught up on the heat in the room.
“I was just going to take Alina home, we’ll be right back,” Aiden says, leading us toward the front door.
Jake hesitates for a fraction of a second before nodding. “Sure, sounds good.”
“Ah shit,” Aiden freezes midway, patting down his pockets. “I forgot my wallet upstairs, I’ll go get it real quick.”
He squeezes my arm and runs upstairs before I can say anything. I turn to Jake, oxygen leaving my lungs. He walks
toward me and looks determined to say something.
No, no I can’t do this.
“Alina-”
I walk around him making my way to the bathroom, his foot stopping the door before I’m able to close it.
“Jake,” I whisper when he pushes himself inside.
He stands in front of the door, locking it, his chest rising and falling as he looks me up and down. “Aiden? Aiden’s the
guy you’ve been hanging out with?”
I groan, pulling at my hair. What the fuck is going on? I was never supposed to see Jake again, let alone have him be my
boyfriend’s father.
*Aiden’s father*.
*I lost my virginity to Aiden’s father*.
I start to hyperventilate and Jakes grabs my shoulders. “Alina, it’s going to be okay.”
I whisper back, my voice trembling. “We can’t tell Aiden.”
“Fucking agreed,” he says, his expression serious.
With my hand on my chest, I avoid his gaze. “I have to go.”
But Jake doesn’t move. He’s impenetrable, still, like stone. I look up to him in shock and a muscle in his eye twitches.
“Jake.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you.”
I exhale, “Stop.”
He can’t say this, he can’t do this. He will open up a floodgate of emotions, of want that I am not sure I am capable of
stopping.
I try to push by him to the door, but he grabs my hips, pinning me to the counter of the sink. Immediately, his hands find
their way beneath my dress and he caresses my skin.
I exhale, want igniting just like I knew it would.
Jake buries his face in my neck. “Stay.”
I shake my head but no words come out. Guilt leaves me speechless, unable to deny him. Aiden is nice, and I like him and
I should want to be with him right now.
Jake, however, has been all I can think about these last few days.
“If you tell me to stop, I’ll stop. Otherwise, stay the night.”
I look at him in the reflection of the mirror, those sad eyes of his pleading with me to stay. The horrible truth is, he
doesn’t have to beg me. I want to say yes.
His hand goes up my stomach and chest and he squeezes my breast, his fingers running over my nipple. I inhale,
brokenly, trying to stay as quiet as possible.
“Alina?!” Aiden calls from the living room and my eyes widen in panic.
Jake shakes his head, covering my mouth his hand, while he removes his hand from my breast and lowers it. My eyes roll
to the back of my head when he reaches the waistband of my panties.
I whimper into his palm, his hand slowly disappearing into them, his fingers finding my clit in a mere second.
“Alina?” The door handle rattles and I stiffen.
Jake shakes his head again, pressing his finger against my clit so hard I buckle against him.
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“It’s just me in here, Aiden. Alina left.”
“Oh, I thought I was giving her a ride.”
Jake circles his finger around my clit and I hold my breath. “I saw her leave, Aiden.”
“Are you sure?”
My breath hitches in my throat, and Jake, fucking Jake, thrusts his finger inside me. I bite down hard, though I can’t stop
the whimper in my throat.
“Dad?”
“Aiden. I’m in the fucking bathroom. Leave me be.”
Aiden huffs from behind the door and I begin to rock my hips, seeking friction.
“Fine, I’m heading out with the guys. I’ll be back late”
We stand there in silence, Jake finally taking his hand from my mouth. I pant, catching my breath as he scissors his fingers
inside me. The moment we hear the front door close, Jake takes his fingers out of me, and I gasp, groaning as he steps
away from me.
“I thought that little fucker was never going to leave,” Jake growls, grabbing the band of panties and pulling them down
my legs until I can step out of them, and then grabs the hem of my dress, shoving it up and over my head.
He only gives me a second of reprieve before he pushes me onto the counter and thrusts into me. I groan from the sting
as I stretch to take him in. He takes a moment, grunting and then hissing between his teeth.
“Fuck, baby. I haven’t stopped thinking about you, and this is so much better than I remember.” He pulls out slightly,
thrusting in again harder than before.
I moan loudly. “I-I haven’t stopped thinking about you either.”
He smiles at me through the reflection and gathers my hair into his fist, pulling my head back so that my breasts point
directly to the mirror, giving him a clear view.
It’s impossible, I know, but I feel him harden even more inside me.
He pulls out and thrusts in again. “My fucking god, this pussy.”
I pulse around him and I drip, literally drip, down my thighs.
“Have you touched yourself?”
I groan against the pain as he pulls my hair harder. “What?”
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“Have you touched yourself thinking about me? Thinking about my cock deep inside you?”
My pussy convulses around him, his words turning me wetter and needier. “Yes.”
His eyes darken, his nostrils flaring and he takes me faster. “How many times?”
“Every night.”
He lets go of my hair and grabs onto my hips, holding me still as he quickens his pace. I take it, loving how he loses
control. Our skin slaps echo in the room and I cry when he slaps my ass.
A moment later he grabs my ass cheeks, spreading them apart until I feel my skin sting from the stretch. He lifts his eyes
to mine in the reflection of the mirror and then looks straight down at my ass. “Has anyone told you you have a pretty
asshole?”
My chest turns hot at this words and he thrusts into me. I moan deep in my throat. “No.”
“Really?”
I hiss at another hard thrust. “You’re the only one who’s seen it.”
He chuckles at that and I watch him as he brings his thumb to his mouth and licks it all. He thrusts again, and presses his
thumb to the rim. It stings, and I moan.
“Jake!”
He presses it deeper and I feel myself wrap tightly around the tip of his finger, swallowing him. He keeps it there and
continues to thrust, faster and harder now.
My orgasm builds in my stomach and I cry out, feeling my pussy pulse around him.
Jake grunts, coming a second later.
Sweat drips down my forehead and the only sound is that of us trying to catch our breath. He pulls out of me and I
whimper, feeling empty, feeling stretched.
“I wish you could see this.”
He grips my cheek, pushing it back to get a better view of my pussy.
“The sight of my cum dripping out of you is like looking at heaven.”
I feel myself pulse and Jake inhales.
“Your pussy is begging me to fuck it again, isn’t it?”
I nod, still holding onto the counter.