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?

inexperienced and young, perhaps, not the kind of girl who would pique anyone's

you're not comfortable," Jacob's voice was gentle as he ran his hand through my hair, mistaking my worry for reluctance. "I can handle it, don't worry." "But I want to,"

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

rise to my cheeks.

lips as his 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

tear my gaze away and meet his eyes. My glance, however, couldn't help but stray down to the bulge of his erection, which remained impressively prominent and undeniably intimidating. The sheer length and thickness that I could only assume from the bulge sent a shiver down my spine-it seemed almost too much, straining against

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

know I was holding

a low painful groan and

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

indeed perfect, from

his length before I took a breath and slowly eased him inside my mouth till the tip of his dick hit the

I liked the feel of him inside my mouth. It

hand on the back of my head

stomach. Pleasuring him was giving me pleasure. I didn't have words to describe the feeling

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

enough that this was making him feel good, I began to bob my head up and down, taking him as much inside

thought there would be some sort of pain because of his savage