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I was right at the edge and arched my back, tilting my hips into the toy for even more contact. I cupped my breast with my free hand.
The doorbell rang.
My eyes popped open. Who? What…?
Suck. Pause. Suck. Suck. Pause. Suck.
Oh that felt good, so I ignored the door. Come on, orgasm!
The doorbell rang again.
I groaned because I wasright there.
They’d go away, whoever it was. I needed to finish and then I’d answer it.
Suck. Pause. Suck. Suck. Pause. Suck.
Yes. “Yes!” I cried, thinking of Daniel and wishing he would fuck me, that the clit suction was really just a tease. My pussy was so lonely now that I knew what it felt like for him to claim it.
A growl cut through my orgasm focus.
I whipped my head toward the voice. There in my bedroom doorway was Daniel.
Body tense, eyes heated, hands undoing his jeans, then reaching in and stroking himself, as if he couldn’t make it a second longer.
“Such a bad girl,” he murmured. “Don’t stop.”
25
DANIEL
Sadly,she did. She pulled her hand and a little purple toy away from her clit. The prissy–and so fucking sexy–little nightgown she wore dropped back into place, which was only to mid-thigh. It was white, had ruffles and bows and made me want to stalk over to her and conquer. Plunder. Claim.
I got my hand on my dick and stroked it from root to tip.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, still kneeling on her bed.
Fred stirred but did nothing more than sniff in my direction before going back to sleep.
Still grasping my dick, I took a step closer, gaze affixed on her tits. The frilly cotton that covered them was snug and low cut. The straps weren’t designed by any engineer. No way could they support so much lush flesh without it bouncing with her ragged breaths. Did her tits seem to be always ready to fall out of her lingerie?
One hard pull on my dick and pre-cum seeped from the slit. “I was working on your driveway with the others.”
I thought of what Deek had said earlier, that I’d come here to fix her driveway. I was a fixer. That was what I did. I took care of things. It pretty much started when my dad left. Even though he moved across town, I became the man of the house. The one who saw that everyone was okay. That only increased ten-fold–hell a million-fold–when I became a dad.
I might want to make sure Melly’s landscape project was done right, but I didn’t feel the least bit fatherly toward her. Unless she had a Daddy kink, but that was totally fucking different.
She glanced out the window, then back at me, then down and saw that pearly drop. She licked her lip and I groaned.
“But I wanted to see what you were up to.” I watched as the toy fell from her fingers to her white down comforter. “I’m glad I did.”
“How did you get in?” she asked, still watching me work myself.
“Deek gave me the back door code. You shared it so the crew can use your powder room by the garage,” I reminded.
“Oh.”
“Your pussy ache some more, sweet girl?”
