My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 163 Too Sweet

Evelyn

The moment his fingers landed on my soaking-wet, aching, and bare pussy, I knew he would make sure I lost this battle before it even began. Suddenly, I couldn't speak, breathe, or think straight. All I could focus on was his touch-those goddamn fingers on me. They had just made contact with my pussy, and already, my body was on fire. Untameable, wild, ferocious fire.

I gasped at the sensations exploding in my lower abdomen, my heart hammering in my chest, my eyes locked with his, unblinking.

God! Save me.

"His touch doesn't leave you this shaken, does it?" A smirk curved his lips as his fingers began drawing slow, soft, torturous circles on my clit.

Fuck!

Don't moan, Evelyn.

Don't you dare moan.

I struggled against his grip, but my chest pressed against his, the heat of his body seeping into mine, driving me insane. Our faces were too close, and the urge to kiss him overwhelmed me. I wanted to kiss him. So badly. But at the same time, I didn't want to 'want to' kiss him. Did that make sense? Fuck it. Even if it didn't, I didn't care. Around Jacob, none of my reactions made sense and I doubted they ever would.

"Let..." A moan tried to interrupt my sentence, but I suppressed it before choking out, "Let me go!"

"You sure?" He slipped two fingers inside me, my wetness making it easy for him to slide in. "Because from what I can feel," he slowly moved his fingers in and out of my pussy, brushing his lips against my jaw, "your cunt is pretty much begging to be fucked!"

I bit down on my bottom lip, my hips shaking and my body arching into him as his fingers quickened their pace, the sounds piercing through the silence of the room. A moan slipped past my lips.

"Well," he smirked, biting onto my breast over my t-shirt. I could feel his teeth through the thin lace bra underneath, goosebumps covered my skin, every inch of my skin set on fire, burning with untamable heat only he could subside, "So, you do want to be fucked, Evie. Your boy-toy just left, and you're already ready to come apart in my hand?"

I tried to stifle my moans, to tear my gaze away from him, but I could only look at him. Only him and his mesmerizing green eyes, now full of lust and desire.

Yes. I wanted it.

him to fuck me.

admit it. Not even over my dead

out, making my body tremble. My hands, still caught under his wrists, clenched into fists as I struggled against his grip-not to push him away, but to hold onto him, his broad shoulders or maybe his arms, just to hold onto him tightly. But he didn't let

fully in control. Just like he

circles, the motion

neck, inhaling my scent before kissing and biting my skin. "I thought you didn't

hitting my G-spot directly, I screamed, my hips jerking. He chuckled, his

to my ear, "you won't get the

again and test his nerves, I swallowed my pride and

his nose against my

"Ahh!"

leaving marks. "It's been so

throat as I felt

my skin, forming crescent marks. And

even call him a bastard. Then

shorts in one swift movement. The cool air hit my pussy, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body again.

butt, my face still flat against the mattress, and dove into me with his

oh God...his tongue. The feel of his tongue on

е

my God," I cried, clutching the bedsheets as tight as I could, my hips shaking vigorously as he licked me, eating me like a hungry man, When his tongue brushed past my back hole, my eyes almost rolled to the back of my head and my knees gave

hoped I

sucked, teased, and licked

his tongue and fingers, which didn't stop their relentless

cried out, trying hard not to say his name, but after all my struggle, the moan

folds, his voice sending electric shocks through my body. "Moan for me." As always, my body obeyed, and I moaned his name, burying my face into the mattress to muffle the sound,