The Lyon's Cub Caitlin (Lyon The Next Generation 1)

He can hunt down assholes, take time out to go to his kid’s road test, make his wife smile like she won the lottery every damn day as far as I can tell and a whole lot more. It’s almost daunting how good this man is. But the fact that he’s lightened up gives me hope that maybe he sees some of that in me.

She showered and changed out of the clothes she’d worn to school, which was jeans and a tee because I’d made her change the dress she thought she was going to wear to school this morning. I took one look at that shit and remembered the way she looked on my island counter and had a hell no moment.

“Okay daddy can I go now?”

“Sure!” She was out the door like a bat outta hell while I stayed back to reassure him one last time. She sat in the driver’s seat with me on the passenger side and I waited for her to notice all the changes but she didn’t.

She remembered to drive at a normal speed but I was surprised when instead of heading in the direction of the lot where she could let loose and speed all she wanted, she drove onto my street and pulled into the driveway.

“What are we doing here?”

“Guess!” She grinned and looked straight ahead. “Go open the garage.” I got out to put the code in since the remote was in the Ranger in her driveway and she drove inside. “I thought for sure you’d want to ride around.”

“Later!” She grabbed my hand and dragged me along behind her and I barely had time to close the garage door behind us. She really meant business; she didn’t even let me open the door leading inside before she jumped me. Her mouth came down on mine and I knew she was doubly excited. I’m gonna have my hands full.

I finally got the door open with her lips still attached to mine. ‘Give me a minute.” I kept her in a blind spot by the door and went around the house turning off the eyes and ears. I went back to her and started to take her to the counter again, but she had other ideas. “Let’s go to the couch.” I had to think for a second. The furniture is the same my parents had left behind, except for the bed, which was new.

I wasn’t planning on living here, so didn’t think to change anything else. “Gimme a minute.” I went into my bedroom, which I did not invite her into, not with the big ass bed in there, that was way too much temptation.

I grabbed a new sheet and we headed into the living room where I spread it over the couch so she could sit. As soon as my ass hit the cushion she pounced. “Take it easy, you’ll bruise your lips.” She’d smashed her lips against my teeth in her haste.

“Hurry Todd, I wanna feel it again.” Shit, there goes my dick. Now I’m working on a schedule. I’d decided a while ago how I was going to introduce us both to this side of our relationship. I know damn well that two seconds after I get inside her for the first time I’m going off like a rocket powered aircraft. So I have to take care of her first before we get there and I embarrass myself.

“Okay-okay I’ll give you what you want.” She was tugging at the tab of my zipper. “But first…” I laid her back against the couch and unsnapped my jeans, pulling them down below my hips not taking them off all the way. Then I pressed myself into her heat. “Open your legs wider. Same rules, no matter what we do tonight I’m not going to fuck you, so just relax and enjoy.”

Now she was back to looking shy as she bit into her lip and nodded. “Okay, I want you to feel me against you.” I pressed my cock into her pussy through her clothes and felt the heat. “Pull your skirt up around your waist.” Her face turned a couple shades of red but she did as she was told.

Now I could fit against her better with nothing but the lightness of her panties and my shorts between us. “This is called dry fucking!” I rubbed my cock into her as I pushed her tank up beneath her chin and released her tits from her bra.

She has perfect tits, firm, and round with the prettiest pink tipped nipples. I teased one nipple with my teeth until it hardened before moving onto the next. She was already making keening sounds in her throat so I knew she was close. My cock was trying to bust out of my shorts and I didn’t stop him this time. Just the tip peeped out over the top and rubbed against her clit.