Page 51 of Lilly's Little Labor Day

Has she ever been with anyone before?

After giving it some thought, he doubted it.

Shit! Stop thinking about taking your stepsister’s virginity. Get yourself under control.

He moved as quickly as possible, just needing to redirect his attention anywhere but her naked body. He breathed a sigh of relief upon finishing. But it was rather short lived.

“I’ll go put on my bathing trunks,” he said. “Be right back.”

“Hey,” she said, hopping off the bed and waddling toward him. “How come you get to see me naked and I don’t get to see you.”

He knew she’d been fighting the same desires he’d been. Both had been for months. Longer, if they were being honest. Years. Apparently, she could no longer resist. Not at that moment, at least.

Then I have to be extra strong. I can’t give in. For both our sakes.

“I’m the Daddy,” he said. “You’re the Little.” He winced. “The Uncle. Whatever the hell I am.”

She giggled and pointed. “You said a bad word!”

His defenses crumbled. Plus, shocking her would fun.

He shucked out of his shirt, worked his belt, and dropped his pants and boxer-briefs.

She gasped.

“Edward!”

He grinned. “You asked.”

She giggled some more.

Her eyes were glued to it.

He began to swell.

Oh shit. What does it matter anyway? We’ve freaking crossed the line a long time ago. Who are we kidding with this charade?

“Do you want to touch it, honey?” he said, stepping closer.

He knew it was wrong. Oh so wrong. But there was no stopping. Not now.

“It’s so big, Daddy,” she whispered.

He wrapped his arms around her.

“Will it hurt me?” she asked.

“You’re just touching it, baby.” He took her hand and guided it down, dropping it on his now throbbing member. She whimpered as she wrapped her small hand around it. “Good girl. Just like, honey,” he said into her ear.

She cooed softly, laying her head against his chest. She pumped his shaft several times. “Daddy, I’ve never…”

“It’s okay, princess. Daddy will teach you everything you need to know.”

“Edward, we shouldn’t.”

“You hush, honey. Daddy will make you feel good. Here, we’ll start slow.”

He picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him. He pressed his lips to hers. The kiss grew and soon their tongues found one another, dancing as lust enveloped Edward and Lilly.

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