Page 79 of Forgotten Deeds

Her entire body shaking, she screams, “Fuck, I’m—”

Coming. And coming. And coming. I might have to add another tooth tattoo, because I nearly died by drowning.

Moving up to my spot in bed, I pull her limp body into my arms. Lily has a satisfied smile on her face, and I never tire of seeing it, and knowing I’m the man responsible for it. “Good, wifey?”

“Better than good,” she practically purrs, burrowing into the crook of my arm. Just then, music blares from her phone. No,” she groans. “Is it six o’clock already?”

“Is that a problem?”

“I need to get to campus early today,” she says apologetically, grabbing her phone and turning off the alarm.

“Why don’t you get ready, and I’ll make coffee?”

“But what about you?” She asks, eyeing my bulging hard-on.

“Next time,” I tell her, getting up and pulling on my boxers and a pair of running shorts.

“I’m so sorry,” she says, hopping out of bed.

“For what? Don’t ever apologize for turning me on.”

Lily runs over and pounces, and I catch her as she wraps her arms and legs around me, pressing her sweet lips to mine on a sigh.

“You’re not helping, aggeloudhi mou.” I growl, nipping her bottom lip. Holding her up by her bare ass, I carry her to the bathroom and place her on her feet, turning on the shower for her. “Now, stop temping me.” Giving her ass a playful smack, I walk out.

Willing my erection to stand down, I round the corner, nearly stepping in a puddle of cat puke. That’ll do the trick.

After cleaning up the mess—Lucky is wisely ducking me—I turn on the coffee pot before downing a glass of water and blending my protein shake.

Lily joins me in the kitchen, and I hand her a cup of coffee in a travel mug. She smiles brightly. “You spoil me.”

“As I should. You look beautiful.” She does look beautiful with her face still flush from pleasure; blonde hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun. Her tight little body’s displayed in a short sundress; while I love she’s more comfortable now that her piece of shit professor is out of the way, the flip side is every motherfucker on campus gets a better look at what’s mine.

“Thank you, Darius,” she says sweetly.

Such a good girl. I’d love to push her to her knees, let her show me just how good of a girl she is by wrapping those pretty lips around my dick. My fantasy’s put on hold when Iris comes running into the kitchen.

“Morning, sweetie,” Lily says, walking over and kissing her daughter.

“There’s the rainbow goddess. Orange juice or coffee?” I tease.

“Orange juice!” Iris says exasperated, and Lily chuckles.

Iris takes a seat at the table, and I pour a glass and present it to her. “Milady,” I say with a dramatic bow, and she giggles.

“Let’s grab a quick bite. How about some cereal?” Lily asks Iris. “I need to leave early so I can stop by the library before class.”

“You go on,” I tell Lily. “I can take Iris to school. I’ve got to be at the gym, but I’m not in any hurry.”

“If you’re sure you don’t mind,” Lily says.

“Not at all.”

“I don’t want to go to school.” Iris whines.

“Why not?” Lily asks.

Iris pouts. “I just don’t.”

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