My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 185 Morning That Doesn't End

Evelyn

After crying out through my second orgasm, I teetered on the edge of a third, begging for something I couldn't even name.

My hands clung to the headboard with a white-knuckled grip while my knees straddled his face, and his lips and tongue moved with a precision that drove me wild. Every flick and stroke pushed me beyond what I thought I could take, yet left me craving more. My legs shook-no, not just my legs, but every part of me trembled violently. I couldn't tell if I was holding myself up or if it was Jacob's hands on my hips, squeezing and slapping my ass, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through me that had me gasping for more. I had no fucking idea how I'd even reached those first two orgasms and even less of a clue how I'd survive this third. The beginning was a blur of sanity, but it wasn't long before I was lost in a haze where desire consumed me, and filled my bones, my every fiber, my very soul. "Jacob, please," I moaned, pushing the sweaty strands of hair from my face. I was drenched, my body a trembling mess, all thanks to him.

He let out a low, wicked chuckle, the vibrations from his mouth against my clit sending shockwaves through me. His tongue teased and lapped at my most sensitive spot, and it hit me so suddenly that I wanted to pull away, my body begging for a break. But Jacob, being Jacob, had other plans. His grip tightened around my hips, yanking me back down onto his face before I could even think about moving.

"Ride my face, baby." It wasn't a suggestion; it was a command, one I couldn't ignore. He always had that authoritative edge, and right now, it sent a fresh wave of heat through me.

"I-I don't think I can..." I gasped, trying to catch my breath, my body exhausted and trembling.

"Of course, you can," he growled, his lips curling into a grin before he sucked on my folds, his tongue working magic that had me crying out again. My hands tightened on the headboard, wishing I had the strength to break it in two. Jacob knew every inch of me too well, knew exactly how to unravel me.

"I" Before I could finish, his hand came down hard, delivering a sharp slap across my ass.

in shock, the sting radiating through me, but instead of retreating, my body responded with a surge of pleasure. I felt myself release more, and Jacob groaned

down my spine. "Now shut

body moved on its own. Slowly, I began to roll my hips, moving in sync with his relentless mouth. His tongue continued its torturous dance, and I couldn't take it-it was too much,

fucking taste, baby," he murmured against me, his words vibrating through my core as he kissed me there. He inhaled deeply, nuzzling me, and I had never felt more exposed, more undone, more scandalized. "Jacob," I whimpered, wanting to bury my face somewhere out of sheer

tongue licked up and down, making my thighs tremble with the urge to clench. "And you taste

always got to

it lightly. The shock of it shattered my rhythm, my hips stuttering as I lost control. I couldn't tell if I could keep

it, my hips were moving again, rocking back and forth in sync with

continued to devour me, his tongue pushing me past the point of no return. "That's it-ride my face, baby." His voice was a husky command, and another moan escaped me just as his

pleasure surged through me. My hands gripped the headboard with everything I had, my vision blurring with unshed tears, and something deep in my core tightened,

more flicks

body convulsed as the orgasm washed over me, walls clenching hard around nothing, overwhelming pleasure flooding me. My legs shook uncontrollably, and as I came down from the high, Jacob kept going, his hands holding me steady? And just like that,

collapsed, but Jacob gently guided me off him, laying me back against the bed. As my back hit the mattress, a soft exhale escaped my lips, my

tasted myself on him.

cock brushing against my skin, and my eyes flew open.