Page 180 of It Can't Be You


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“Please, Daddy. I need more, I need you. I can’t wait.” Her words are little more than a pant above me. But like hell will I be rushed. I’ll stay on my knees all night if that’s what it takes to make my girl come all over my face.

I want her soaked, so lust drunk and ready for me. Pulling back a second, I spit on her ass, before gently slipping the two fingers soaked from her pussy past the tight rim, gently working her open. The little moans and gasps she’s letting out makes going slow excruciating, and I’m pretty sure my dick hates me for it, but watching the way her back arches as I slowly finger her ass, while circling her clit is worth every torture-filled second.

“Can you be a good girl, hmm? Come all over my hand, let me taste you, and I’ll give you what you need.” Dipping back down, I seal my lips around her clit, sucking that little bud until, with a sob and shaking limbs, she comes all over my face.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” I praise her, licking her clean before kissing a hot trail up her back. Slowly taking my fingers out of her, and helping her stand.

“Please tell me you’re going to fuck me now,” she demands, hands already on my belt, shoving my jeans down the second she gets my belt undone. Palming her ass, I deliver a sharp spank for her impatience.

“My room now,” I order. As much as I want to fuck her here and now, I’m not a bastard. Not only does she deserve better than a quick fuck over the arm of my sofa, I need lube. So ignoring her pout, I led the way to my room.

I have one hand on my bedside drawer, ready to get the lube, when Lily stops me. Kneeling on the edge of my bed, the position puts her level with my leaking dick. Based on her smirk and that flare of trouble in her eyes, I already know she’s scheming to ruin me.

“Let me suck your cock, Daddy. Get it nice and wet, so you can thrust straight into my tight little ass.” She reaches to take the lube out of my hand, brushing her hand along the side of my cock as she does so. A bolt of heat races along my spine as she wraps her hands around my thighs, using me to steady herself, as she wraps her lips around my head.

I let out a groan, dropping one hand to cup the back of her head as she flattens her tongue around me to run a wet line along the underside of my cock. Her touch is all tease, light little strokes of her tongue and a barely there trace of her teeth on the withdraw.

“Fucking hell, are you trying to kill me?” My cock throbs in her mouth, and I let out a groan as she hums around me, the sensation going straight to my balls. “You need to stop, sweetheart, unless you want me to spill down your throat."

Lily peers up at me from under her lashes, that fucking glint in her eyes telling me she knows exactly what she’s doing to me and she’s getting off on it. With one final flick of her tongue, she sits back, a trail of saliva connecting her to my dick, which I wipe away with my thumb.

“Needy little slut.”

“You love it.”

“I do,” I groan, letting my thumb drag her bottom lip down, caught up in how stunning she is. How mine she is. Lily remains kneeling, but twists so her arched back and ass are right there for the taking.

“Are you ready for me, sweetheart?” I climb onto the bed behind her, immediately dropping my mouth to kiss a line along the slope of her shoulders, down the middle of her spine, stopping just above the curve of her ass.

“God, yes.” Relief coats her words as she feels my hands on her, roaming to wrap around her from behind. I glide gentle palms up her stomach, squeezing her breasts, then pinching her nipples.

Each second I get to explore her body feels like another opportunity to show her I mean it when I say she’s my forever. There’s not a thing about this girl I don’t want to know, to commit to memory.

With one hand cupping her breast, I reach between us and slowly work some of the lube into her ass. When her breathy moans turn into gasps, I let go of her breast so I can cover my cock in lube, notching the head at her entrance and pausing.

Stroking my palm down her spine, I hold myself still. As much as I want nothing more than to claim her ass as mine again, I’m determined to take this slow. To let Lily dictate the pace, how much she can take.

Looking over her shoulder to meet my eyes, Lily just cocks a brow before trying to fuck herself on my cock, but she can’t get more than the tip in without my help.

“Need a hand?” I ask while reaching under her to play with her pussy.

“Please, Daddy. I want all of you,” she whines, grinding her hips back and managing to get another inch past her tight ring. Looking down at where we’re connected, it’s a fucking sight to behold.

“Are you sure you don’t want just the tip?”

“I’m positive. Give me more. I can take it.”

“I don’t know...”

“I swear to God, if you don’t hurry up and fuck me Matt—” Her threats are cut of, when with a groan, I push myself balls deep inside her while simultaneously thrusting two fingers inside her pussy, stuffing her full from both ends in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 52

In an instant, all my back talk is gone.

All I can feel, all I can think about, is how full I am, how deep Matt is, how I never want him to leave my body. I could die quite happily right here, his cock in my ass, his fingers in my pussy, driving us both wild.

“Fuck… I love the way you feel. So tight, baby. Such a perfect fit for my cock.” His free hand tugs at my braid, pulling me flush against his chest. A whine slips out as he slides even deeper, impossibly deep.