Page 22 of Easter Daddy

I lick and suck a few more times before sliding in one finger. Her legs tremble and I add another finger, pumping into her until she’s writhing on my desk.

When I suddenly stop and stand, she groans in disappointment. I unbuckle my belt, let my pants fall to the floor, and take out my rigid erection. Grabbing her by the thighs, I lift her and slowly slide my cock into her wet, tight depths.

Fuck.

Lily wraps her arms around my neck and my self-control slips when she starts riding me. I stop thrusting and let her have her way.

“Daddy!” she moans and I know she’s close. With my hands on her ass, I sink myself deeper into her and she thrashes wildly in my arms, her inner muscles clenching around me. My balls draw up tight, electricity running from the base of my spine.

I grunt and feel my warm come coat her walls.

This girl.

She’s going to be the death of me.

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LILY

Itry not to look guilty as I leave Liam’s office building. My legs are still slightly shaking, and I wonder if anyone can smell sex all over me. I chuckle as I realize I don’t care. Liam’s mine and I am his. We’re past the point of caring about what others think. Okay, maybe that’s a bit of a lie because we’re a bit worried about our parents. It’s something we haven’t talked about yet.

I reach my car and I’m about to get inside when I hear someone call me. Thinking it’s Liam, I turn around with a smile, only to see it’s my volleyball team coach back in high school. He’s around Liam’s age and is pretty buff, which isn’t surprising since he’s a bit obsessed with going to the gym.

He’s running towards me with that creepy, lecherous look on his face. “I wasn’t sure it was really you. Wow, I haven’t seen you in months, Lily.”

“Yeah.” If he’s sensitive enough, he can tell I’m not interested in talking to him.

“You look good.” He’s eyeing me appreciatively, and I don’t like it. He’s looking me up and down, stopping on my breasts and smiling like the pervert he is.

“I need to go.”

“Wait.” I recoil when he grabs my arm. “I just wanna talk. How about we grab a coffee and catch up?”

“No. I have to go home.” I try to shake off his hand but he’s not letting go.

“Oh, come on, Lily. You’re playing hard to get again. Aren’t you done with this game in high school? I know—”

He doesn’t finish his sentence because someone grabs his collar and throws him to the ground like he weighs nothing. Coach is no lanky guy, but Liam towers over him, a murderous glint in his eyes. At that moment, he has danger written all over his features.

“Who the f-fuck are you?” Coach sputters. He stands up quickly and brushes dust on his pants.

“You don’t get to ask questions, asshole.” Liam walks closer until he’s standing just a few inches from Coach. He’s so much taller and bigger than him, and Coach must have realized that because he steps back. “Let me make something clear. You don’t touch any girl who doesn’t want you to. If she says no, you stop and leave. You don’t force yourself and you don’t back her into a corner. Lily is mine. If I see you anywhere near her again, I won’t hesitate to pummel your disgusting face.”

Coach pales. He darts his eyes from Liam to me, his earlier smugness replaced by raw fear. Without another word, he runs to his car.

Liam doesn’t take his eyes off him until he leaves. Then, he turns to me and takes my face in his large hands. “Are you okay, little girl?”

I nod. I can’t form the words because nobody has ever come to my defense like that ever. Liam… Liam makes me feel safe and protected. I’m so hot for him right now, and it takes all my restraint not to bend over the hood and ask him to take me.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you, okay? I won’t. I promise you.”

It’s at that moment when I realize… I’m in love with him.

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LIAM

Rage. That’s what I felt when I saw that other guy touching her, holding her arm. I was seeing red, and if Lily wasn’t in front of me, I would’ve broken his bones and enjoyed every minute of it.

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