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“Because.” He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue. “I have nothing but time, baby girl. Nothing but time and your pussy and a whole fuck-ton of patience. You think I haven’t imagined your taste? I finally get it and you think I’m going to rush? No. Fuck no.”
“Yes, Daddy.” My voice is hoarse. It’s strange to talk around his grasp digging into my chin. “I’ll take your fingers and thank you when you make me come again.”
“Would you like to go for a drive tomorrow? Right in the afternoon while traffic is at its worst. I’ll slip my hand up your skirt and we’ll count how many people notice.”
“You want my tongue in your cunt? Get over here and ride my face.”
“Because it is fucking intimate. You’re in my bed and you’re saying you feel safe enough with me to sleep.” He follows me onto the bed. “You’re saying you want to wake up in the morning with my tongue in your cunt. Doesn’t that sound intimate to you?”
“You were going to be my father-in-law!” He nips my earlobe. “And now I’m your Daddy. I think we both prefer it this way.”
“I meant what I said last night.” He slowly drags his fingers over my clit. “You make me want to keep you.” He makes me want to be kept.
I fight down a shiver as he buckles the seatbelt over my hips and then reaches beneath my skirt to drag his knuckles over my clit through my panties. He keeps his hand up my skirt and rubbing my pussy as he puts the truck in reverse and backs out.
“You know what? I am going to do it. I’m going to fuck you, and I’m going to date you, and it would serve that little shit right if I married you and made you his stepmother.”
“You can tell yourself that you don’t want this, that it doesn’t count, but we both know the truth.” He leans down and his lips brush my ear. “You’ve been looking for an excuse to climb on my cock since the day we met.”
I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of how much Shane loves eating my pussy. He fucking savors it, like I’m a fine wine and he’s determined to pick up all the notes like I’m his favorite treat.
“You make me feel like I’m eighteen and just want to fuck and fuck and fuck.”
He withdraws his fingers slowly, reluctantly, and then smooths down my skirt as if making sure everything is in its place. Then he holds my gaze as he sucks his fingers into his mouth and cleans me off him.
“What if he sees?” He barely lifts his head. “You mean what if Max walked in on us with my mouth all over your pussy?” “Yes,” I moan. He pushes two fingers into me. “Then my asshole son would finally see what you look like when you come.”
“I like watching my cock disappear into your pussy while that plug teases about how full your ass is. It feels good to be full, doesn’t it, baby girl?”
“I want to ride your mouth while your come is dripping off my nipples.”
“You don’t have to, baby girl. Not until you’re ready.” He slips an arm beneath my hips, lifting me so his cock can hit a delicious angle inside me. “But when you’re ready, Lily? I’m going to be right here. No matter how long it takes.” He kisses my neck. “Because I love you, too.”
