Page 162 of Beautifully Shattered
“Hell no. That was hot.”
My brows shoot up. “You liked me fucking you with a barrier between us?”
She nods quickly, biting her lip. “It was like a tease… but with penetration. Kinda.”
“Damn. That gives a whole new meaning tojust the tip.”
A giggle slips from her lips, and she slaps her hand over her mouth, a look of horror contorting her expression.
“Oh my God,” she whispers. “What if Tahli heard us?” Her head darts in the direction of my bedroom.
“Tell her… it was the TV?”
Her hand drops away, and she looks at me deadpan.
“She’s twelve, not an idiot.”
“Well, I don’t know. This is new for me,” I admit, sitting back and wondering how the fuck to start cleaning up this mess.
“I know. I’m sorry,” Abbey whispers, reaching for me. “Hey. I love you.”
My eyes lift from her cum-painted panties to her face, her hand pressing to my beard and cheek.
“I know,” I grin at her. “And you know I fucking love you more than… well, fucking anything.”
“I know,” she giggles.
“Promise I didn’t hurt you?”
“You didn’t hurt me. It felt good. I feel good.”
“Well, good.” I nod,pointing to her crotch. “I made a mess, Angel. Want me to lick it up?”
Her lips drop open. “Yes… but no.”
“Which is it?” I chuckle.
“No,” she says regretfully. “That’s way too hot for me to handle quietly. There’s no way I won’t end up impaled on your dick if you do that.”
A growl rumbles from me as I scoop my hands behind her back and pull her to my chest. “Three days, Angel. Then I’ll be buried inside you for fucking weeks.”
Her smile is huge as she nods eagerly, and I close the distance to claim her mouth in another heated kiss.
We get carried away for a few minutes, to the point my cock starts to think it has the fucking stamina to go again, but then a whimper drifts to us from my bedroom.
Abbey stiffens, and I pull back, her head tilting towards the bedroom, and a second later, a piercing scream rips through the air.
Abbey shoves me back, staggering up and stumbling as she quickly shoves her drenched panties down, kicking them towards me.
“Get rid of them,” she hisses, leaving me with the cum-soaked fabric as she runs into my bedroom.
I quickly right myself, picking up the panties as I hurry after her just as light fills the room.
When I round the corner, I see Abbey on my bed, cradling a sobbing Tahli to her chest as she mutters words I can’t make out.
I quickly toss Abbey’s panties into the hamper and notice her bare arse peeking out from under the oversized tee she’s wearing.
I wonder if I should tell her.
