Page 63 of Spoiling Lillian
I chuckle. “Yeah. If you want to watch me pee, then yes. It won’t go completely flaccid even then, but some.” How the fuck are we discussing my cock and urinating? Then I shake my head. “Actually, there’s no way you’ll be able to watch me pee. I would end up so fucking hard from your gaze that I wouldn’t be able to perform.”
Another giggle.
“Speaking of peeing, I need to take you to the bathroom so you can go.”
“How do you know if I need to pee?” Her brow is furrowed.
“Doesn’t matter. You need to go potty after we have sex to flush out your urethra so you don’t get an infection.”
She scrunches up her face. “How do you know so much about female bladder infections?”
“Read it in the Daddy handbook,” I joke.
“Ha ha.”
“Besides, my arms are starting to shake. I can’t hold myself off you much longer. I’m going to crush you.” I ease out of her, watching her face for any signs of discomfort. She doesn’t wince this time. She sighs contentedly.
I slide off the edge of the bed, scoop her into my arms, and carry her to the toilet.
She looks up at me as soon as she’s sitting. “You’re not going to watch, are you?”
I brace my hands on the door frame to the inner room of the bathroom, standing inches from her knees. Heedless of my nudity and my still-erect cock, I hold her gaze. “Yes, Baby. I’m going to watch.”
She shivers. “Why?”
“Because it’s intimate, and the idea is making you tremble. Because we won’t have any barriers between us.” I’m sappy as fuck. Hell, I’ll go to the store and buy this woman tampons and pads. That’s how it’s going to be between us.
Still holding my gaze, Lillian releases her bladder, never flinching. Never looking away. She’s giving herself over to me. Submitting deeply.
I bend over and kiss her lips. “Good girl. You need another bath. I’ll run the water.”
I turn and leave her to finish up. This time, we’re getting in this tub together. I’ve never even used the tub since I moved in. It gets cleaned by my housekeeper, but no one has been in it. Today, it’s getting both of us.
Lillian’s hand slides up my spine as I’m bent over testing the water. She leans into me, setting her cheek against me. “You’re spoiling me.”
I rise and wrap my arm around her, pulling her against my chest. “With baths?”
She giggles. “With everything.” She points at my cock. “It’s hard to get close to you with that in the way.”
“Get used to it. It’s not going anywhere.” I take her hand and help her into the tub before joining her. After I sit, leaning against the back, I spread my legs and pat my inner thighs. “Sit, Baby.”
The water isn’t high enough to cover our legs yet, but I don’t care. We both need to rest before our legs give out.
As soon as she’s settled, I wrap my arms around her under her breasts and nuzzle her neck. “What have you done to me?” I whisper against her ear.
“Mmm. What have you done to me?”
I nibble on her earlobe before leaning back once again and closing my eyes. A contented sigh leaves my lips.
Lillian rests her head against my shoulder, snuggling closer to me as though she can’t touch enough of me.
I lift her thighs and drape her legs over mine. “Sit still, naughty girl.”
She giggles again. God, I love that sound.
“I’m starving,” she says.
“I think I will have to reheat the chicken and dumplings. The bowl has been in the microwave for quite a while.”
