My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 16 First Time

Evelyn

I pulled down his trousers before he helped me in sliding them all the way down before I moved my hands to his boxers. He was too perfect; I could already see it without having to actually see it.

But suddenly, a wave of insecurities crashed over me. Doubt and worry crept into my mind, threatening to overshadow the excitement. I had absolutely no experience in oral whatsoever. The furthest I had gone with any guy was just a lip kiss and a few minutes of make-out-that was the extent of my limited knowledge.

The questions bombarded my thoughts, like a relentless barrage.

What if I'm utterly terrible at it?

What if he's left disappointed?

What if I fail to please him?

I was surely not as experienced as the other women who had graced his presence. Such a man like him must have encountered so many beautiful women, who might have astounded him to the core from the looks to the performance on the bed. And to be awfully honest, I did not have any skills whatsoever since I have never done this before.

Did I possess the allure to capture his attention, let alone keep it?

of girl who would pique anyone's interest at first glance. I wasn't

as he ran his hand through my hair, mistaking my worry for reluctance. "I can handle it, don't worry." "But I want to,"

though not as much as I'd expected, "You are

to my cheeks. "I

fingers traced my jawline, sending delightful shivers down my spine. "Listen, Evelyn, nothing you do could ever disappoint me. You're the most perfect woman I've ever laid eyes on. There's no reason for you to feel insecure, my love. You don't know how perfect you are and you wouldn't be questioning this way if you could see it from my view...." He leaned down, grabbing my jaw and brushed his lips against mine, making me shiver, "You are my temptation. The most perfect possession. And trust me, you don't even

erection, which remained impressively prominent and undeniably intimidating. The sheer length and thickness that I could

even bigger than I had imagined, surpassing the mental image I had conjured

not know I was holding till

painful groan

thick that it made me doubt if he was going to even fit in my hand let alone my mouth. There were

admit― He was indeed perfect, from the top

his length before I took a breath and slowly eased him

feel of him inside my mouth. It was

of my head as he began to rock back and

fascinating to see his expressions change whilst he thrust in and out, watching him drown in pleasure caused the heat to pool in my stomach. Pleasuring him was giving me pleasure. I didn't have words to describe the feeling but I could say for sure, nothing could beat

god, in his presence, I was more than ready to submit. He made me want to submit. Just watching him, had my knees weak, and my once unyielding determination crumbled. I was willing to be whatever he desired, consequences be damned. Rationality seemed irrelevant in the face of

I began to bob my head up

cock. I'd thought there would be some sort of pain because of his savage move but there was