Evelyn's p.o.v.
" Daddy!"
I can hear my own voice. So dirty and shameless. This is so wrong. I shouldn't...he licked my bare shoulder and moved down towards my breasts again. f**k. It's hard to pretend that I hate his touch when I am enjoying it so much.
This was only supposed to be a deal. Just a blow job. But now his huge body is above me, hovering over me as his sexy tongue is assaulting every inch of my body.
We are way past a blow job. This is not a deal anymore. This is torture! And the worst part is, I want more. If Souvenir tore my thongs apart and f**k my brains out, I will let him. God, I am waiting for him to do that. I want him to do that.
What is wrong with me...
As his cold lips wrap around my hard t**s, a hand crawls up on my stomach. A much softer touch than Sou
