My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 28

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."

His eyes glimmered with lust and an enigmatic essence, shrouded by the obscure shadows that hindered my complete view. As I peered into their depths, I recognized the unmistakable truth—I had surrendered myself to him, losing any possibility of retreat. There wasn't even a faint corner of my mind that entertained the thought of stepping back.

I couldn't ascertain if it was love that I felt for him, but I knew with certainty the feeling of love could not be any less than what I felt for Jacob.

His hand ventured toward the zipper of my dress, deftly undoing it in one swift motion. The scarlet fabric cascaded to the ground, forsaken and forgotten, like a worthless possession.

He eyed me up and down, looking absolutely stunned by what he was seeing. His unwavering devotion erased any trace of insecurity within me. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and a delightful tingling sensation coursed through my skin under his prolonged, enamoured gaze.

Caressing my cheek with his fingertips, he trailed them down towards my lower abdomen, teasing me with tantalising strokes.

I drew in a shallow breath, and a surge of electric sensation permeated my being. My thoughts scattered, and I found myself unable to think straight. Not that I wished to figure out anything at all.

The hunger reflected in his green eyes shattered my confidence, yet I stood on my ground 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 the other.

His sensual movements drove me crazy. I was dripping wet and if I was not wearing this lingerie, my wetness would have surely dripped down my thighs.

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

Giving me a look that told me to 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 panty.

My eyes closed shut at the feel of his lips all over me. I fisted the bed sheets as tight as possible.

A few seconds later, he removed my bra and then I felt him sliding my panty off of me. The cold air hit my bare pušsy causing me to shiver and my eyes open in shock.

Pushing two of his fingers inside my tight hole, he came up and kissed me on the lips, swallowing the gasp that was on the verge of breaking through my throat. I let 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 my hardened nipples.