Page 9 of Lilly's Little Labor Day

“I, uh… that’s my… stuffie that… I mean—”

“You’ve always been into stuff like that,” he said. He offered her a quick, polite smile and then quickly snatched the cookie. He shoved it in his mouth. “It’s good.”

“T-thank you,” she said demurely.

She busied herself with the dishes in the sink, eager to have her back to Edward.

This is so embarrassing! What is he thinking? Oh my gosh. This weekend is getting off to a bad start.

“I need to put my stuff away,” Edward said. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

He exited the kitchen without another word.

Leaving poor Lilly to wonder if she’d already blown it.

Chapter 5

Edward’s cock was rock hard.

He shut and locked the bathroom door and pulled his slacks down, freeing his swollen member from its prison.

Pre-cum seeped from the head as he thought back to what that hug had felt like.

Mmm. Holding that sweet little girl in his arms—even if it had been halfhearted and quick—was almost more than he could take.

And sweet Little girl is exactly what she is, he thought. That stuffie had confirmed it.

He chuckled, thinking about the duck in a diaper. Did that little sweetie put her dolly in a diaper because she wears diapers, too? It made sense. Poor thing might be embarrassed having to wear protection. Maybe it softens the blow having her best friend wear them, too.

Cute. Cute. Cute.

He wrapped a hand around his cock and pumped several times, gritting his teeth as a wave of pleasure crept over him. He had to come. He couldn’t be in Lilly’s presence unless he got some relief. Otherwise, he might not be able to control himself. He might just give into those urges that plagued him.

Those urges to take her into his arms.

Those urges to shower her with kisses.

Those urges to discipline her when needed.

Those urges that demanded he be her Daddy.

He grunted as he continued to tug on his pole. It wouldn’t take long at all for him to spew his seed. Was he going to have to do this a dozen times a day? He’d only been around her for a few minutes and already he was having trouble restraining himself. How could he survive the next few days?

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts—and the self-pleasure—causing him to freeze.

“Edward? Are you in there?”

Even her little voice is adorable. Shit!

“Hang on,” he said, sounding a bit harsher than he’d intended. That’s probably for the best, he decided. He needed to be a little hard on her. Maybe that would keep her at arm’s length. The last thing he needed to do was anything that drew her toward him. Even if he desperately wanted to.

He waited for his cock to shrink a bit before stuffing it in his pants and zipping up. He washed his hands and then opened the door. Lilly stood there, her eyes wet with mounting tears, her bottom lip trembling.

“I’m sorry to bother you. I just wanted to check… well… did I upset you?”

That quivering voice was almost more than he could take. He prayed she wouldn’t lose that battle with those tears and sob. He couldn’t restrain himself if she did. He’d have that babygirl in his arms quicker than she could comprehend.

“Not upset,” he said coolly. “Just had a long drive down, you know?”

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