My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 45 Love In The Shadows

Jacob

As I laid her on the cold floor, a soft gasp escaped her beautiful lips. She looked incredibly alluring beneath me, her curves tantalizing and tempting. She awakened the primal instincts within me, without even trying to. I just wanted to bite her all over and leave my marks on her that'd take days to fade.

Hovering over her, I couldn't help but look at her with awe.

She was exceptional in every way. She had her own magic- Her eyes, lips, curves, the scent of her hair, the radiance of her skin, even her gait and the way she spoke were all imbued with a unique charm. How could someone be so perfect? Everything about her felt like heaven. She was breathtaking. Absolutely fucking gorgeous.

"You are so fucking beautiful, Evelyn," I murmured, kissing her knees and thighs. My hands caressed her bare skin, which felt as smooth as a flower. Her scent was intoxicating, and her gaze ignited a fire within me. It was a fire that could consume both of us, and I doubted either of us would mind.

Her graceful curves fit perfectly in my hands, as if she had always been meant to be mine. Having her beneath me, especially with that look in her eyes, could make me climax just from the sight of her, without any need for physical contact. She wouldn't even have to touch me because I was already far too doomed.

The anticipation was excruciating, with her so close yet just out of reach. I just wanted to fuck her right now, so hard, but I also wanted to worship her, to adore the divine form that seemed to have descended from the heavens into my arms.

I kissed down her inner thighs. She was already dripping wet. Unable to hold back, I gently held her milky thighs and kissed her pussy.

A soft sound of pleasure escaped her lips, and her back arched. She held onto my hair with her hands, her fingers gently brushing against my scalp, sending shivers down my spine, sparks under my skin and fireworks in my veins.

Damn! She tasted heavenly.

inner thighs

holding my hair tighter as her back arched, granting

beneath me like this...all of it felt too good. Her

final stroke for me to

before that I couldn't even count now, but she was exceptional, one in a million and I

anything else when heaven was right here? Even the devil would

and everytime I found that special spot, her hips responded, rewarding me with another beautiful sound. She felt incredible against my lips and tasted sweet on my tongue. There was something about her that made me never want to

was undeniably in love with her.

tell she was close, the way her walls had clenched around my tongue

slit to clit, another soft moan escaped her lips. She struggled to maintain composure, her smooth milky legs and hands trembling in response. Her breath came in pants, and sweat glistened on her forehead, forming

was so fucking

I can't seem to stop worshipping you. I want to let you know, each and every day, that you are a fucking masterpiece," I thrust my tonngue into her entrance, her eyes rolled shut, and a cry slipped past her lips; I licked her up and down, before speaking against her soft pussy, "And I want

sucked her folds into my mouth, she screamed, yet another sound that was like a melody to my ears, and she came apart, completely. Her

was incredibly erotic. It heightened my desires, causing me

whispered as I

kissed me back, her touch softer than mine as her hands rested on

was on my knees, which made her appear relatively small as she sat. Well, she was indeed petite and cute, like a

tremor in her breathing and the slight trembling of her soft hands. It astonished me how different she could be at times. She had many facets-sometimes she was shy, other times too bold, and occasionally even hot-tempered. I doubted if I disliked any of it. She was endearing and, on top of that, breathtakingly

this kind of reaction from her, so it was strange that she responded