Page 22 of Sheltering Lily

“Jesus,” I muttered when she finally stroked me, her fingers expertly traveling from my balls to the sensitive tip and back down. I could have stayed like that forever, but I wanted to please her.

“Hey,” she complained when I left her to strip off my pants. I was gone just long enough to remove my clothes and grab a condom.

“I want to taste you,” I said, coming back over her. A flare of interest showed in her eyes. No shyness, no reluctance. That was such a turn-on. I kissed her lips before making my way slowly down her body. I gave each breast attention, arousing the nipples, and dipped my tongue into her navel before parting her thighs and finding the sensitive nub at her center. I slid my hands under her butt, opening her more to my attention. She tasted sweet and hot as I sucked her clit. She moaned, and her fists balled in the sheets. I broke off and kissed the insides of her thighs, not letting her orgasm yet.

“Please,” she whispered.

“You want more?” I was willing to oblige her every wish.

“I want to be on top.” Her eyes were on me as I kissed my way over her flat stomach, her nipples, and the curve where her shoulder met her neck.

“Okay.” I rolled us over, letting her straddle me and loving every second of it. She rocked back, taking my dick in her mouth in one quick, wet thrust before putting the condom on me. Once that was done, she lowered herself onto me, coming forward so her breasts dragged against my chest. Nothing had ever felt so good as when she squeezed her inner muscles and tightened around me.

“Is this all right?” she teased, giving my neck a little nip.

I grasped her butt with my hands, guiding the rhythm as much as I could. I pushed deeper into her, enjoying her gasp. While I took her mouth with mine, we pounded together until I felt her spasm around me as she came. I was right behind her. With one last thrust, I reached my orgasm. And damn if I didn’t see stars for a moment.

She collapsed onto my chest, breathing heavily, our bodies still joined.

Exactly how I wanted them to be.

10

LILY

Iput my bag of art supplies in my car after the class ended. The day was perfect. Bright blue skies, even a little on the warm side for early April. I thought about taking a walk through the downtown area, maybe doing a little shopping, but I had something else on my mind.

A lot of somethings, if I was honest. I leaned against the car, watching the Saturday shoppers. It had been a week since I moved into the master bedroom. Colin didn’t want me sleeping in the apartment anymore. He thought it was too far away, and I was glad to be closer to him. I’d been very close when we awoke that morning. A smile crept across my face. Each time we’d come together had been amazing and special. I felt a little stunned by it all.

I knew that we’d have to talk at some point. Colin knew what he wanted, and it wasn’t a short-term fling. Over the past months, I had been starting to work out what I wanted, finding what I liked in the art world, learning to live for myself. Maybe that’s why I’d engaged in the affair with Colin. That, and I was ridiculously attracted to him. He came into the room and my hormones practically leaped with excitement.

It was fun, too, knowing I could sneak a kiss when I wanted one. We were cautious around Sofia, but there were still lots of opportunities for touches or kisses that the toddler didn’t notice. I had lived in a sexually excited bubble all week.

Today, I was alone. And there was something I had to do. I got in my car and headed for my former apartment building. If John Stout had left those footprints in Colin’s backyard, I wanted to know how he’d gotten my new address.

In the complex’s rental office, I asked to speak with the manager. The office was busy, but he was able to give me a few minutes.

“What can I do for you, Ms. Rhodes?” the manager asked as I took a seat across from him. “Looking to move back in? We have a nice place that just opened up. A little bigger than the unit you had before.”

“Not at this time,” I said. “I’d like some information, though. I think someone in this office gave out my new address.”

The manager’s eyebrows rose in genuine surprise. “We would never divulge the personal information of any of our tenants—or former tenants. That’s against company policy. But I can check your file and see if anyone requested it.” He tapped at his keyboard, then turned the screen so I could see my information displayed. My new address was listed, but under a category titled “Inquiry” nothing showed. “That’s where we would document it if anyone did request your address. Sometimes creditors do, but we would be sure to notify you if that happened.”

“So you’re sure about this?” I asked. The manager seemed confident in his system and his employees.

“Yes. We’ve never had a problem like that since I’ve worked here. I can reasonably assure you that whoever gave out your new address, it wasn’t us.”

I thanked the manager for his time, believing he was telling the truth…which didn’t help me understand how John had located me. If he had. Maybe I was being paranoid. Even if he knew where I lived, how could he have known that I’d be in the park at that time? Maybe it really was just a coincidence that he happened to be there, too. I cut across the complex’s courtyard and was just about to exit through the gate when a voice caught my attention. It came from behind a wall that separated the courtyard from a maintenance building.

“Your obsession with this girl is going to ruin everything.” The stranger’s voice was low but emphatic. “What if you’d hit her that day in the rain? What if she saw us? Focus on your job, you moron. Besides, have you seen the guy she’s living with? He’d snap you like a twig.”

“Yeah, but she’s his nanny, not his wife.” John’s nasal voice reached me. “I’m going to get her eventually.”

I didn’t wait to hear more but ran to my car, hopped in, and left the lot. My heart raced. Fortunately, the men hadn’t noticed me. If they had… I shivered, not wanting to think about it.

When I reached Colin’s house, I stepped from my car and took a worried look around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but I was frightened, nevertheless. Colin would help relieve some of my fear if I could tell him about the conversation I’d overheard.

It might have to wait until late, since Colin had a bunch of people coming over that night to play poker. The game was usually at the old McCallister house, where he used to live, but this week he’d insisted on hosting it at his place, not wanting to leave me and Sofia alone if he didn’t have to. Considering what I’d just heard, I was grateful for his concern.

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