“Maybe,” I moan.
“You’re trying to deny me that orgasm that’s mine by right.” He pulls me off his cock and the next thing I know, I’m face-down on the lounge chair with my ass in the air. Shane guides my feet to the ground, lifting my ass farther. “Just for that, I’m going to make you come until I get tired of eating your pretty pussy, and then I’m going to fuck your ass. You have a problem with that?”
“No, Daddy!”
“That’s what I fucking thought.” He spreads me and then his mouth is there, eating me out from behind. I have no idea if the guy across the fence is still watching, but the thought that he might be only ramps my desire hotter. Shane sucks on my clit and then fucks me with his tongue, finally moving up to work my ass. Before starting it all over again. It doesn’t take long before my legs are shaking and I’m clinging to the chair. “I’m close.”
“Fuck yes, you are. You’re going to come all over my face.” He doesn’t stop, he doesn’t slow down. He just drags the first orgasm out of me as if it truly is his by right. Shane holds me still as I shudder and writhe against his face. He chuckles darkly. “That’s a good start.”
My eyes fly open. “Shane—”
But he’s not listening. He starts tonguing me again, ruthlessly winding me up. It might have been six months since he had his mouth on me, but he hasn’t forgotten exactly what I need to get off. The second orgasm hits like a freight train and my legs give out. Shane barely catches me before I hit the chair, and he wastes no time scooping me into his arms. “That’s enough of a show for now. He’ll have to imagine the rest.”
He stalks into the house, and I blink in the seeming darkness after being in the sun. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
“Six months, Lily. I’ve had six months of wanting you and being 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.”