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

“You bled! Does it hurt?” She shook her head as we both looked down at the splattering of blood on her thighs. I cleaned her up then leaned her back against the wall and ate her out until she came in my mouth again.

Half an hour later, when we heard the truck pull into the driveway outside, we were both dressed and sitting in the kitchen where I was making her dinner. She’d already fixed her hair and I’d run a brush through mine to hide the evidence of what her fingers had done to it.

So when I opened the door and let her dad in he had no idea that I’d just fucked his daughter raw. Let’s hope he doesn’t look behind the closed bedroom door and see the unmade bed with the blood stain smack dab in the middle of it.

Caitlin

I was so nervous when daddy walked through the door. Thankfully it seemed like Todd had been expecting him and handled the situation beautifully, but I was still lost in my own little world. I never knew that anything could feel better than all those things he’d already taught me. No wonder mommy and daddy are always sneaking away when they think that no one has noticed. Gross!

“You doing okay Caitiebear? Leslie’s going to be okay. They’re taking good care of her at the hospital.” Daddy stood in front of me, and it was obvious from his expression that he was worried that his little girl was still traumatized by the whole ordeal.

If he only knew that his little girl had just grown up and that she hadn’t thought of poor Leslie in the last hour or so. I fought not to blush and played along. “Thank you daddy, but why was she drunk? I didn’t think there would be alcohol served there.”

“There wasn’t she wasn’t drunk. He put something in her drink to knock her out. That’s why daddy’s always telling you not to leave your drink unattended.” He hugged me and only then I realized that he too was worried. I guess it was horrifying for him to see his daughter whom he’s always tried to protect so close to something like that.

“I know daddy, I promise to be careful. Seeing something like that happen in front of my eyes has given me a better idea of why you do what you do. Thank you for taking such good care of me.” I hugged my daddy and was surprised that nothing had changed. I still felt the same way I always did when I hug him.

I don’t know what I expected. Maybe that everyone would take one look at me and know that I was no longer a virgin, or that I’d feel like a different person. But the truth is the only difference I felt was the warmth that remained low in my tummy and the slight sting between my thighs.

I was suddenly happy as it finally sunk in that Todd and I had jumped over another threshold together tonight and shared the most beautiful experience in my life to date. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep my happiness at bay since it would be so out of place here given the situation.

“What’s going on? You cooking?” He turned his attention to Todd.

“Yes, she didn’t like the rubber chicken they served and I doubt she’s eaten anything all day.” Daddy looked at his watch. “Not to worry, I’ll have her home by eleven thirty as promised.” Todd said.

“I was thinking you could push that to twelve-thirty since you two have had such an eventful evening. I’ll see you at home Caitiebear.” I couldn’t believe it when daddy actually kissed my cheek and left. I listened for the sound of the engine turning on and heard the car pull out of the driveway.

I looked at the vegetables Todd was sautéing in the wok then up to his eyes. My breath was already speeding up and as if reading my thoughts he turned off the stove and I jumped down from the stool meeting him halfway.

“Aren’t you too sore for this?”

“No!” I pulled his head down to mine and shoved my tongue past his lips. My body was already heating up by the time he lifted me in his arms and headed back to the bedroom.

We were careful with our clothes as he removed my dress and I fought with his zipper. When we were both naked I dragged him over to the bed and pushed him back across the mattress before climbing up between his thighs. Before he could get any words out I had my mouth on him, enjoying his taste once again. I think I can become addicted to this.

I used everything he’d taught me, and some that I’d researched myself in the last few days. He’s not the only one who can do that. I used the techniques I’d memorized, excited to impress him with what I’d learned.