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“No more,” she croaks, pointing at the soup. I put it away as she slides back under her covers.

Unsure of what to do, I just stand by her bed until she extends her arm to me. “Linc?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?” I ask reaching for her hand.

“Please stay with me,” she says, and again I slide in, bring her close, and for the rest of the night, Lily sleeps in my arms.

It’s the best fucking night of my life.

Neither of us are sick anymore. In fact, Lily hasn’t been sick for two days now. Yet, for the fourth morning in a row, I find myself waking up with her wrapped around me. What the fuck are we doing? This is completely wrong in so many ways. I am old enough to be her father. But she has her tits pressed against my chest, and the wrongness of it is the last thing I want to think about.

Every day, I’ve been going to work while she's been at her house doing school shit. Every evening, after I shower and get ready for bed I come over to check up on her, she lifts the covers, and I slide in. And, I'm not sure whether I'm imagining it, but she’s either wearing less clothes to bed or her clothes are shrinking, because there's a lot more exposed skin. We haven’t talked much, and I don’t know what kind of dangerous game we’re playing but I, for one, can’t seem to stop. She curls up against me, her fingers play with the hair on my chest, and her hands move up and down my abs until I’m rock-fucking-hard. But we don’t go any further.

And now, here I am. She’s still asleep in my arms, her thigh slung over my thigh and her tiny cotton-short-clad pussy pressed against my cock. We’re practically inches from fucking. I find myself breathing into her neck, deeply. My hand has snuck underneath her shirt, rubbing small circles on her back over and over. She smells like soap and something unique, something all hers. I trace my fingers up and down her spine, over her shoulder blades, my nose buried in her hair and my cock hardening to immeasurable levels. Then I work my way down, my fingers slowly crawling under the waistband of her panties. But I stop, and go back up and down her spine.

My breathing is getting labored, and I feel just the slightest movement from her and I know she’s not asleep anymore. I also know she’s still upset enough about what happened in my truck that she’s not going to make a move. How I know this, I’m not sure. But after I embarrassed and chastised her last time I feel that she, in her own way, is putting the ball in my court.

She’s so sexy in the way she doesn’t give a fuck about our ages. There are women twice her age who don’t have her confidence. Thinking back, she was never the girl who cared what anyone else thought.

Fuck it.

Who am I kidding, this has been inappropriate since my cock hardened at the mere sight of her spread out on her car.

Not able to stop myself, I slide my hands into her panties from behind, and wait a moment to see if she protests. I’m caressing her ass cheeks over and over, softly, gently. As if I’m not dying to dip my fingers into her. But I continue just caressing, tenderly. Because if I’m not inside of her, it’s not wrong. It’s only wrong once I penetrate her. In my head, that’s the justification I’m making about touching her. First it was okay so long as I didn’t touch her. Now it’s okay so long as I’m not in her. Who the fuck am I kidding? I want to do both. I want to do more than both.

I continue to caress each ass cheek over and over, sliding lower every time. The heat of her pussy is calling me. My fingers itch to touch her there. I wish I could see her face, know what she’s thinking. Doing. Instead she shifts slightly so she’s flat on her stomach, eyes closed and face buried in my chest. I still can’t see her, but I know there’s no possible fucking way she’s asleep. She opens her legs just slightly and I continue to caress, but now access to her is right there. And I can’t stop myself. I can’t hold back anymore.

I need to touch her.

8

LILY

He’s there.

His fingers slid past my ass and are now hovering right over my pussy, and I need him to just slide them in or rub me where I need it most. What the fuck is he waiting for? My clit is throbbing, and I need release so bad. I think he’s going to leave when he moves, my face is no longer against his warm chest but pressed against cold sheets, but he surprises me when he moves up and then I feel him sliding my panties off. Oh my God, this happening. It’s actually going to happen and I’m both nervous and excited.

My head is pressed against the bed and he lifts my ass up, and there’s no more pretense that I’m asleep or that this is not going to happen. But I’m not that experienced, and I’ve never had sex any way other than missionary. I’m a little terrified, mostly because I have no idea what he’s going to do.

“Whoa!” I shriek in surprise when I feel his tongue. Holy fuck. He's eating me out from back there.

He parts my thighs further and lies down on his back, sliding under me. How the fuck did I end up sitting on his face? I don’t even care because I can’t even think with the way he’s sucking my clit. I press myself on him, needing more friction. He pushes two fingers inside me as he licks and sucks my clit relentlessly, his other arm is around my waist pulling me closer to his face. His beard is tickling my thighs but I can’t be bothered with that. Because I can’t believe Mr. Edwards’ bearded face is on my pussy, licking my clit. The thought of that alone is making me wild.

I thought maybe he’d be a dirty talker but I find that he’s more of a doer. He’s too busy feasting on me to say anything. Then I feel him take out one finger from inside my pussy and press it against my ass. I almost roll off the bed if it’s not for the fact that his hold on me is so tight. He doesn’t penetrate my virgin hole but he does play with it, getting it nice and wet. “Another time,” he says, the words vibrating against my body. “That ass is mine, little girl.”

“Oh, Linc!” I say when he moves his fingers back into my pussy, working them in and out like a piston while sucking on my clit. “Oh my God!” I yell as I come right on his face harder than I ever thought possible. He slides down and commands me not to move and before I know it, he’s inside of me. He does this in one fast movement that I was not at all expecting. I tense from the pain. It’s not like it was with Scott, but it’s definitely an uncomfortable feeling. I close my eyes and wait, knowing that in two minutes it’ll be over.

Except he stills.

“You okay, Lily?” he asks sweetly.

“Um…” I swallow. “Yeah, just…”

“Please tell me you’re not a virgin.”

“I told you before, I’m not. But if you remember I’ve only done it once before. Don’t worry, just…you know…keep going.”

I hear him sigh loudly and then carefully he pulls out and flips me to my back. “Shoulda reminded me.”

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