My Bestie's Dad Popped My Cherry

had been a long time since I had felt sexually turned on just by someone's presence. I had never felt that. Without physical touch, I had ne

a sudden form of guilt that Marcus had never made me feel sexually aroused

dangerously into the low-waist jeans he was wearing. "You're staring." He breathed in a ragged manner. He seemed to move a bit closer to me and his hands leaned on the counter behind me, trappi

th the most chiseled jawline. His eyes were a dark enchanting stormy gray colour with flecks of blue and green in them. A muscle i

anyone be

n being but rather like a carefully sculpted work of art. His skin

I sucked in a sharp and hasty breath trying to move backward but I was trapped by the kitchen counter and hi

ered the courage to speak after

the island with the box of cereal. My legs wobbled with each step I took, and I almost fell as I sat on a s

ed up at him. "Are you going to eat cereal straight from

for me, then opened the fridge and got some milk. "Wa

llowed. My br

he bowl in front of me and poured some milk into the bowl. Then he gr

" I whisper

ched them briefly and then briskly, he walked to the

n ," I

odriguez?"

the first bite

name Addison Rodrig

his presence and was very cautious

at. The chef is on leave and the pantry has

really,"

a proper meal t

ou don't

winked. "So

," I re

name, not w

f how to reply to him.

he is always on a phone call with you even

another bite

er," he said. "Or

d from my mouth. "What?" I spluttered. I thought Les

n to wipe the table. I stood up hastily to grab it f

pass between us. Slowly, he turned his head to face me. My

taring at me. Then with intentionality in his eyes, he held my face with his left hand and used his right h

r lips were only a few inches from each other's. Instinctively, I bit my lip slowly. His

my husband," a voice said