denied. I’d fuck you right in the middle of the street if that’s where I found you today.”
He takes the stairs two at a time and walks into the bedroom. Shane sets me on my feet and releases me. “Get on the bed. Show me how good I made that pussy feel.”
I scramble onto the bed and spread my legs. “So good, Daddy.” I part my pussy as he strips, his gaze on me. “See how good? I’m so wet from coming, so ready for your cock.”
Shane slips his phone out of his pocket and sets it on the bed, and then takes off his pants. “I’m going to take a picture of you, Lily. In fact, I’m going to take several.”
It’s not quite a question, but I’m already nodding. “Yes, do it.”
He lifts his phone and snaps one. Then he moves in closer. “You can do better than that. Wider.” I whimper and obey, spreading my pussy lips. “Good girl,” he mutters and the camera on the phone clicks again. “Up.”
I sit up and gasp when he grips my chin. “Did you wear this pink lipstick for me?”
I nod as much as I can. “You said you wanted to see my pretty pink lips wrap around your cock.”
The expression in his dark eyes is devastating. “Open.” He holds the phone steady as he eases his cock into my mouth. “That’s right, baby girl. Suck me.”
I moan and work to take him deeper. Over and over again, until he tosses the phone to the side and brackets my head with his hands, easing me off his cock. “You’ve got to stop if you want me to last.”
“Maybe I want you to come on my tits.”
Shane curses and gives me a gentle push to have me flop onto my back. “We have time.” Except he’s not looking at me like we have time. He’s looking at me like I’m a feast laid out for his benefit and he doesn’t know where to start. He finally kneels between my thighs and pushes two fingers into me. “Your ass is mine later. I need your pussy right now.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He moves to sit with his back against the headboard and motions me over. “Come here. Face away from me.”
As I obey, I’m slammed with the memory of what happened last time we were in this exact position. He even left the door open. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” He guides his cock into me and I sink down until he’s sheathed completely. Just like last time, Shane presses one hand to my pussy and brackets my throat with the other. “Did you think I didn’t notice?”
I start riding him slowly, up and down his cock, rubbing myself against his hand. “Notice what?”
“You didn’t stop when he walked in.” He kisses my shoulder. “You looked right at him and rode me until you came.”
Six months has taken the sting out of my breakup. Without all the emotional baggage, there’s only heat left to play this out. “It felt too good to stop,” I murmur. “I didn’t care if he was watching. I needed to come all over my Daddy’s cock.”
“You like being watched, don’t you, Lily?” He nips my earlobe. “You like it when I fuck you in the kitchen because the neighbors might see. You like it in the backyard for the same reason. It’s why you’re naked and playing with your pussy by the pool every chance you get.”
I grind down hard on his cock. “Yes.” I moan. I lick my lips. “You love it, too.” I ride him faster. “You loved fingering my pussy while you waved at the neighbors. And putting that plug in my ass in the parking lot. And fucking me in your truck. You can’t get enough of my pussy, can you, Daddy?”
“I can’t get enough of you.” His fingers flex on my throat. Not enough to do anything but remind me of how much bigger he is, how much more powerful. “We should stop,” he rumbles. “I think I hear someone coming up the stairs.”
Even though it’s pretend, I moan loud and long. “I don’t care. I can’t stop.”
“Walking down the hallway.”
“I’m so close, Daddy. Don’t make me stop.”
“Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
And then I’m coming, crying out and slumping back against him. He topples me onto my stomach and goes to his knees behind me. Shane grips my hips and yanks me back as he thrusts forward, impaling me on his cock. “I’m feeling generous because