My Dad's Bestfriend
she whimpered, her hips trembling, her knees growing weak.
"Me too, Evie," I groaned, my entire being consumed by her. It felt as if someone filled my veins with molten lava, and that someone was the woman in my arms— Evelyn Fernandez.
Before long, she came apart , screaming my name without concern for anyone who might hear us. My release followed swiftly, and I emptied myself inside her.
She rested against me, catching her breath while I remained buried within her. Neither of us minded, because I knew what was our plan next—well, technically, it was my plan.
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