Page 5 of Lollipop
My phone rings and I pick it up before I take a good look at the caller. “Ander, hi it’s me, Tabitha.” I fight back the groan that wants to come out. I’m not very happy that these people care so little for their daughter that they left her in a house with a stranger. Not to mention she killed my hard-on like an assassin.
“Mrs. Perkins.”
“I wanted to call and make sure you were in Lilly’s room and she didn’t try to guilt you into letting her put you on the couch. She’s…been difficult ever since she found out about the sale.”
“Difficult?” That’s how she is putting this.
“She doesn’t want to lose her childhood home and has let her father and I know about her unhappiness. Honestly, our other daughter is much more pleasant than Lilly. Don’t let her give you any guff because she hates the fact you might be buying the farm. If she wanted it she shouldn’t have moved out. Besides, we need that money to take care of our daughter, Camilla.”
“Your daughter needs care?”
“Yes, she’s about to be a mother for the first time and is so fragile and innocent.”
She can’t be too damned innocent with a dildo in her shower and a baby in her belly. “How old are your daughters, ma’am.”
“Oh, Camilla is twenty-five and Lilly is…” there’s a pause that makes my temper flair, “I think she just turned twenty.”
“Lilly’s been great, actually. She’s been very hospitable, and I can assure you she was very nice giving me her room. She practically drug me in here.”
“Really? That doesn’t sound like Lilly. Anyway, I’ll let you go so you can rest. Please feel free to take anything you want or need while we are gone.”
What a bitch? It’s like she wants Lilly to get hurt. I hang up before I can say something that will make my future goals more difficult. But she can bet her ass I’m going to take -and keep- Lilly. I stop fighting the urge I was pushing down and go for the laundry basket in the corner of Lilly’s room. Right on top is exactly what I am looking for.
I knew as soon as I saw her in those tiny as fuck shorts there was no way she was wearing any fucking thing under them. And just like I thought on the very top of her clothes is a pair of black lace panties. I pull them out of the basket and bring them to my nose and the scent of my sweet, sugary girl hits me like a sledgehammer.
Oh yeah, she was wearing these recently. These were the pair she was in when we met. I confirm this when I go through the other clothes. The scent is stronger than any other piece of clothing in the hamper. I carry my trophy over to the bed and lay back down on it. I bring the lacy material to my nose and grab my cock as I fight back the moan that lodges in my throat as a million things float through my head. Taking Lilly home to my penthouse, taking her here in the barn on the soft hay, having her every way I can think of, and reading about others I could try with her.
I shouldn’t be doing any of this and it is wildly out of character for me. Hell, I thought maybe my cock might be broken because, God knows, it hasn’t gotten hard in years and even then the sex was just meh. But as soon as I saw Lilly everything in my fucking body lit up. It was… magical. That’s not why I’m doing what I’m doing though. The only reason I am shuttling my hand over my cock while holding her panties so close to my face I can practically taste her pussy is because… Lilly belongs to me!
Her parents didn’t take care of the treasure they had. They allowed someone like me through the gates, so to speak, and now I’ll take the biggest gift they’ve been given and make her mine. This little thing has been starving for attention, love, and affection. And I am more than ready to step up and be her Daddy -and I’m not talking about her father.
I cum like never before. If just rubbing her panties on me causes me to lose control what is it going to be like when I get her on my face, on my dick, rubbed all over my body until she smells like me and I smell like her. Just the thought of what will happen has another long rope of cum jetting out of me.
Yeah, I’ll take Lilly and make her mine. I’ll have her calling me Daddy in the sweet, soft voice she uses when she talks about the animals outside. And I’ll fill that little pussy full until it’s leaking out of her, until it takes root and every fucker knows Lilly is mine!
Damn straight I plan to make my Lolly pop!
Chapter Five
Lolly
Shit! I was so fucked up over Cammie’s stupid shit last night that I didn’t think about what would happen this morning. Now, I have no clothes, all my makeup is still in my bedroom and it’s four in the morning. I’m going to have to wake the bear.
Stupid Cammie! I blame her. If she didn’t have a stupid rubber dick in her shower I wouldn’t have to wake a total stranger to beg for my freakin’ clothes.
I knock softly at first but then I have to do it harder. I couldn’t possibly just sneak in and take my stuff, that would be an invasion of his privacy. Finally, I hear a muffled call telling me to come on in. I don’t expect him to still be in bed when I do. And shirtless… again.
“I just, um, have to…I’m sorry for waking you…”
He waves me over like he wants to tell me something or he can’t hear me, which is much more likely since I am practically whispering everything I say. Once I get in arm’s length of the bed, he moves like a coiled snake. I am under him before I can think. His lips come down on mine in the space of a heartbeat and his tongue demands entry before I can put up a fuss.
My hands go to his chest -his bare chest- and for just a second I forget that I’m not supposed to be here. I’m not supposed to be kissing him or thinking about how wonderful his mouth is against mine. He’s a freakin’ stranger. All these really goodpoints are slow to enter my head. Once they do they hit like a hammer on glass, and I find myself pushing against him. He immediately rolls off me and lets me up. I pop off the bed like I have a spring connected to my back.
“I’m sorry. I was…dreaming…”
Of someone else. Oh dear God! Mortification hits my cheeks and settles in my stomach.
“I knocked and you said to come in.” I spit it out like it’s a curse, making my mouth feel dirty and too dry.