My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 28 Ready For Me?

Evelyn

As the sound of the door closing reverberated through the room, my heart raced, thumping against my chest. Each breath I took was heavy, and my palms felt sweaty. My throat grew parched, and nerves danced within me.

Yes, I was nervous.

But amidst the nerves, there was no doubt in my mind. Every fibre of my soul knew that choosing Jacob was the only decision that mattered. There was no one else in this world I desired. From the very beginning, it had always been Jacob, and it would always be him.

He approached me from behind, his hand sliding around my waist, drawing me closer to the warmth of his chest. I could feel his hardness against my back, causing the heat between us to rise to a few degrees.

"How much can you handle?" He murmured, kissing my earlobe and moving down to my neck where he laid his leech-like kisses and left his red artwork on my skin, or so I could say, deep hickeys that'd take days to fade away.

"I don't want you to hold back anything," I breathed out, my hand moved to tangle my fingers into his hair whilst he assaulted my neck and triggered me to get even wetter.

Desire had consumed my thoughts, leaving me unable to focus on anything else but him. This man utterly captivated me under his spell; I was entranced by his mere presence. Every time his fingers grazed my skin, it ignited a fire within me. I was drowning in the waves of desire and god, I was drowning deep.

The contrast between his warm skin and my own coolness sent shivers down my spine. The barrier of clothing between us became an agonizing torture, intensifying the anticipation for the moment of ultimate connection. Yet, strangely, I cherished every second of this encounter, even during the torturous wait.

"Do you think you can handle all of it?" he asked, his warm breath teasing my sensitive skin.

The campfire in my belly blazed into an inferno at the core of my being. At that moment, an indescribable sensation, both unfamiliar and intoxicating, surged through my entire body in mere seconds. The need for friction grew, surpassing my initial nervousness, and aligning with the surge of every other emotion and physical response coursing through me.

I released a low sigh, trying hard to keep myself standing upright and not let my knees give up.

"Yes," I finally spoke, craning my neck to look at him, "I want you. All of you.

their depths, I recognized the unmistakable truth-I had surrendered myself to him, losing any possibility of retreat.

but I knew with certainty the

of my dress, deftly undoing it in one swift motion. The scarlet fabric cascaded to the ground, forsaken and

erased any trace of insecurity within me. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and a

down towards my lower abdomen, teasing me with

My thoughts scattered, and I found myself unable to think straight. Not that I wished

as he gracefully dropped to one knee. Taking my leg, he gently rested it on his knee, skillfully unhooking one heel before repeating the gesture with

dripping wet and if I was not wearing this lingerie,

came up, grabbing onto my hips as he gently pushed me down the bed, not even for a second did he tear his eyes

stay still in my place, he slowly kissed my thighs, gliding his lips down to my legs before moving upwards and spreading my thighs wider. His warm breath hit my moist cleft from over my soaked

feel of his lips all over me. I fisted the bed sheets

then I felt him sliding my panty off of me. The cold air hit my

his tongue invade my mouth, and he kissed me hungrily. His fingers inside of me began moving in and out, stretching me as he added a third one and continued his movements. His other hand teased and pinched

the motions of his fingers, leaning into

were nearly out of breath, it was when he

and go down on me but I held onto him, "Not today." I breathed out, "Tonight, I want you. Only

you sure?" He

said it clear that this time the answer I'd give him would be the final

did not give my mind the chance to rethink my decision, instead, I pulled him closer, pressing my forehead against his as I whispered, "Make me yours, Jacob." Apparently, this

my breath to catch, a

abs, powerful arms, and the intricate tattoos adorning his chiselled chest, extending down

his belt away and unzipped his pants before I pushed them

his hardened member from over his briefs. I swallowed, feeling a bit nervous at some point. Even though I'd seen him naked before,

pulled his briefs down as well. His daunting length came into my