My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 83 Long Night Of Passion

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A loud gasp slipped past my lips as I looked at the mirror. My entire neck was covered with his love love-bites, profoundly evident. This man.....

"This is so not fair, Jacob! You know the wedding is tomorrow, and you've covered my whole neck with these marks," I groaned as I examined the marks, my fingertips brushing over them, they didn't hurt but still, this wasn't fair, "It's going to take a while to cover them up."

Jacob rolled onto his front on the bed, looking at me with a grin-he was proud of his artwork. And god must be proud of his, because as I watched him, I couldn't help but just watch....

His chiseled body was half-covered by the sheets, the other half exposed, giving a very good view of half of his well-defined butt, and the sunlight streaming through the open curtains seemed to caress his form, his jawline seemed ever sharper from this angle and his eyes, they shone like diamonds.

The entire universe appeared to conspire against me, for why else everything, like every single fucking thing, even this goddamn evening light of the settling sun would conspire to make him look even more irresistible?

Fuck! Now, it was even harder to stay mad at him when I knew that I'd absolutely enjoyed it when he left those marks on my skin, taking his own sweet time.

"You should have expected this when I was fucking you in every conceivable position-front, back, on fours, and so on..." he chuckled huskily, "And trust me, that was just the least. You can't blame me, though...look at you." He raised himself ever so slightly to get an even better view, a sly smirk playing on his lips as he admired my naked body, lust shading his beautiful spheres, "Even now, I just want to devour you whole. Raw."

Well...he did me raw countless times and now here he was, acting like a cannibal.

"We just had sex minutes ago, Jacob," I rolled my eyes and moved toward the bed to pick up his shirt. I wanted to cover my body, knowing I didn't have much self-control around him, and he had a way of driving me wild with just a few words, and now that he was looking at me that way...with such hunger, I might have lost it just like him.

But as I reached for his shirt on the floor, Jacob had other plans. He swiftly seized my wrist and pulled me back onto the bed, hovering over me in seconds. A gasp escaped my lips as I looked up at him with wide eyes-shit, how did he manage to do that so effortlessly? In the blink of an eye, he had me beneath him.

He seemed like some sort of irresistible deity; A god-if a beautiful face and a breathtaking motherfuckingly attractive physique could make someone god, he was a god-the greatest of all.

"I'm hungry, Evelyn," he purred, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone as he leaned in and buried his nose in the crook of my neck. My naked body tingled beneath his, and his strong chest pressed against mine, causing my nipples to harden.

Well, it looked like I was about to lose my resolve once more. But did I mind it? No. Not even the slightest bit.

"We...we can," I struggled to find my words under his intoxicating gaze, "We can order something. Maybe pasta?"

Another husky chuckle escaped his lips, and his warm breath tantalizingly caressed my face. Every cell of his being aware of the power he had over me and I knew, he planned to take full advantage of it. He always had.

"What kind of hunger do you think I have right now, Evie?" He brushed away a stray strand of hair from my face, his index finger tracing a path down my neck and cleavage, where his other fingers freely joined and moved toward my lower abdomen. Just before they reached their destination, I attempted to press my thighs together, but he was already between them and he didn't have the intention to let me cover a single part of me from him.

My breathing quickened, and I nervously licked my bottom lip. I wasn't sure I had much energy left, but as much as his eyes said that he wanted to dive again, mine said the same.

"You're stuck, baby," he grinned, then leaned in and took my nipple into his mouth. His warm mouth and tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, and within seconds, he left me wet and aching.

A moan slipped past my lips, and my back arched as I fisted the pillow.

"I don't think I need to order anything..." He spoke as he sucked on my breast, partially biting it before moving to the other one, "When I have my feast right here. Just beneath me. And god...I think I'd have the best meal ever."

I felt his length hardening between

my thighs, the tip of it teasing my dripping folds, pushing my

restraints God, No matter how

many times we'd had sex, his

size

never ceased to surprise me. Indeed, He was a god everywhere even there.

"You know..." I struggled to form a coherent sentence, "We have to wake up early tomorrow."

"I think, We're both capable of enduring sleepless nights, aren't we?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and wearing a sexy smirk.

He was making it harder for me to resist.

"I guess we are, but..." My words transformed into a moan as he slipped his hands between my thighs, his fingers playing with my folds.

"But?" He teased as he pushed his thumb into my core, hitting the spot but not quite where I needed it most, "I believe that we have endured sleepless nights many times before. When Dfucked you all night long, worshipping you entirely as dove

deeper into your cunt with every

thrust and your pussy, baby... it only wanted more, didn't it?"

Fuck!

There was no room for argument; I'd already lost. He had won.

"Damn, we need to set alarms to wake up early," I finally relented and pulled him into a kiss. He smiled against my lips before he took them in his, kissing me deeply and invading my mouth with his tongue to deepen the kiss.

Once we parted, we both knew we were going to screw each other again, even if it marked the seventh time in a row. But who cared? Certainly not

us.

He parted my thighs, hooking his

hands beneath them and lifting them, never breaking eye contact as a throaty seductive chuckle slipped from his lips. It left me even wetter as he secured my legs around his hips, "We don't need alarms, Evelyn. Because we're not going to sleep the whole night."

And ever so slowly, he entered me, making sure I felt every inch of him.

Once fully in, he pulled out, and this time, he thrust in one go causing a gasp to slip past my lips and my hands flew to grab onto his muscular arms. My nails almost dug into his skin.

"I think, this night won't be enough," he groaned, as he pushed deeper inside my pussy, and my walls clenched around him, taking him inside. He felt

too good!

"I think so too..." I whimpered.

"Fuck it, we'll see about that," He roughly grabbed my face and smashed his lips on mine.

And.....There went the entire night.