He never thought he'd get this interested in a girl who just moved into his house.
Kennedy Kinsey, a bubbly and talkative girl, moves to New York to live with her dad's best friend after her parent's death.
She never thought she would be this attrac...
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♥Chapter 42: ᴡʜᴇʀᴇꜱʜᴇɢᴇᴛꜱʀᴇᴀᴅʏᴛᴏᴘᴀʀᴛʏ♥
✿Kennedy✿
Holidays are over.
School starts.
Jake starts being a pain in the butt every morning.
He wakes me up early for school with intense coaxing and naming tempting things and sometimes when I still don't wake up, he'd drag me to the bathroom while I flail my arms and legs.
Such a dad.
I'd make him sit beside me at the breakfast table and have breakfast too while I speak to Alex.
Jake never speaks but he keeps glancing at Alex from time to time.
Jake takes it upon himself to drop me off at school and to also pick me up, relieving Alex of me.
It's been weeks since school started. I've been improving on my studies with Jake helping me every night on the kitchen counter.
He still seemed furious when he remembers what happened at school with Mark.
Mr. Mark started getting a little too friendly for my liking and started casually placing his hand on my shoulder or staring at me for too long.
God knows what courage crept into me that I called out to him after class and told him to stop before I got more uncomfortable and give a complaint against him. I even told him that I lived with a police officer and if he wants to get got then he's more than welcome.
Not that I couldn't have handled him myself. Just saying.
Mr. Mark's face had dropped when I flatly warned him and since then he's stopped all that he was trying to do and mostly ignored me.
Jake was proud of me when I told him what happened on the way back home.
Now his mouth's all over my body.
I still don't get how and what he does that gets me so hot and flushed.
Our shirts are off, his hands on my waist, my hands in his hair, his mouth placing kisses all over my skin.
His hand wanders down to my hip, the pads of his fingers gently tracing my skin.
The warm bed beneath me does nothing to cool down my body's temperature that seems to be rising and rising.
Very slowly, Jake slips his hand into my shorts and cups between my legs.
I bite my bottom lip to hold in a moan.
His fingers start playing with my underwear and I close my eyes briefly.
"You like that?" Jake breathes, his mouth hovering over the skin right above my breast.
