Page 33 of DILF

“How ‘bout you?”

“I’m just your new fuck. What do you care?”

“You’re not my new fuck, Lily. I’m sorry. These are uncharted waters for me. I haven’t dated in twenty years. Give me some slack.”

“It’s actually quite simple. Don’t be a dick.”

“But you like my dick,” he says, running his big palm up my shirt and around my waist.

“I don’t want to be a clingy little girl. That’s what you expect. It’s what you didn’t want. But I can’t help but feel hurt. I thought I could do sex without emotions. Turns out I can’t. I don’t expect you to reciprocate the emotion but I do expect you to respect my feelings. Don’t make me feel dumber or more vulnerable than I already do. That’s all I ask.” A tear slips out of my eye and he catches it with his thumb.

“Aw, babe. Don’t cry.”

“Stop calling me babe,” I mumble.

“Don’t you want to be my babe?” he asks, placing kisses down my neck. “That’s not meant in a creepy older man way. I want you, Lily, and my feelings for you are not that of a fuck buddy. Not at all. I want you to be mine. All mine. I’m sorry I was an insensitive asshole.”

“All you want is sex, Linc.”

“Really? Then why do I notice everything about you. I notice all the guys that look at you. The way you are more confident in your skin than any woman I’ve ever met. I notice how damn smart and independent you are. Mostly, though, I notice how young and vibrant you are and I wonder how soon you’re going to get sick of me. I’m boring. I’m old. I’m—”

I cut him off. “You’re hardworking, and you love your daughter and—well…you’re crazy hot, Linc. ”

“I know we shouldn’t,” he says. “Charlie’s right across the hallbut if I don’t sink balls deep into you soon, I don’t know if I’ll make it through another day like today.”

“Well she was snoring.”

“She sleeps through anything.”

“I don’t think I like talking about my best friend, your daughter, when I’m about to straddle you.”

“Then shut the fuck up, and sink down on my cock, baby.”

And I do. I’m so ready, just like every time with Linc. There’s something about having to be quiet and sneaky that gets me riled up. His hands dig into my waist, pushing me down hard every time I slide up. I’m gripping the headboard tightly and a loud moan escapes my lips. He quickly flips us over and covers my mouth with his as he hitches my thigh over his hip and slowly, and very quietly, begins to move inside of me. “Shhh,” he whispers into my mouth. Then adds, “I’m sorry about earlier. Am I forgiven?”

“Yes,” I reply as the pressure begins to build, and then I’m coming over and over again. But he’s just getting started because he doesn’t change pace, doesn’t loosen his grip on me, doesn’t even flinch.

He brings his hand between us and when I think I can’t come again, he puts more pressure on my clit. His cock swells inside of me, and I know he’s about to come, which detonates another intense orgasm.

“You’re worried that I’ll get bored? I don’t have the stamina to keep up with you. Jesus,” I whisper breathlessly.

“It’s all you.” He kisses my nose and then my cheek before pulling out of me. “You bring out this side of me, Lily.” My heart warms and I lay against him for a while, neither of us talking.

After a little while, sleep starts to creep in, so I kiss his shoulder and get out of bed. “I’d better go before I fall asleep.”

He’s mostly asleep as he reaches out to me, which I find way too endearing. So much so that it takes everything I have not to crawl back into bed with him.

“Night, Linc.”

“Night, babe.”

Quietly I use the bathroom to clean up before sneaking back into Charlotte’s room, sated and happy.

I love that he likes me and that he wants me. We’ll figure out the rest at some point.

I wake up late the next day, and by the time I make it downstairs Linc and Charlie are having breakfast. There’s no yelling or arguing, which surprises me. “Good morning,” I chirp.

“Hey,” Charlie says between a spoonful of cereal.

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