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?

kind of girl who would pique

"I can handle it, don't worry." "But I want to," I responded immediately, meeting his gaze. "It's not about feeling uncomfortable; it's just that I've

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

cheeks. "I haven't had much of a dating life,

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,

took a deep breath, summoning the courage to 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

surpassing the mental image

breath I did not know I was holding

low painful groan and threw his head slightly

slightly as they took a look at his rock-hard member. It was so impressively thick that it made me doubt if he was going to even fit in my hand let alone my mouth. There were blue veins that stood out, and precum leaked

He was indeed perfect, from the top to the bottom. He was

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

liked the feel of him inside my mouth. It

hand on the back of my head as

in pleasure caused the heat to pool in my stomach. Pleasuring him was giving me pleasure. I didn't have

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

that this was making him feel good, I began to bob my head up and down,

began to really go deep down my throat with his steel-hard cock. I'd thought there would be some sort of pain because of his savage move but there