Your Dad Will Do (A Touch of Taboo 1)

Shane fights dirty, though.

He grabs one of my hands and presses it to my clit. “Make yourself feel good, baby girl.”

I should deny the order, but I’m too greedy for my next orgasm. “Yes, Daddy.” Pleasure rises in waves, edging me closer and closer to where I need to be.

Then he yanks me back on his cock, sealing us together too tightly for me to fight. Shane touches a wet thumb to my ass and I freeze. He squeezes my cheek, spreading me, and then presses his thumb past the ring of muscles. “Have you ever taken a man here, Lily?”

“No,” I whisper. I can’t stop shaking. I don’t know if I want to try to get away or arch my back to take him deeper.

“Mmm.” He pumps slowly, not going particularly deep, but branding this part of me all the same. “Would you like your Daddy’s cock in your ass?”

I shiver. “I don’t know.”

He keeps working me, holding me in place. “Did I tell you to stop touching your clit?”

Immediately, I start up again, and the added sensation of this thumb confuses me. This isn’t something I thought I was interested in, but with his big cock inside me and my fingers on my clit, his thumb doesn’t feel…bad. My orgasm starts gaining speed again.

“Good girl.” He murmurs, still fucking me with his thumb. “I think I am going to take this virgin ass. Not yet. But you’re mine, aren’t you, Lily? Every part of you. Mouth and pussy and ass. There for my pleasure whenever I decide to take it.”

I stroke my clit faster, writhing as much as I’m able to. “Yes, Daddy.” The closer I get to coming, the hotter his thumb feels. My breath sobs out and my control wavers. “Fuck me however you want. Make me your dirty little slut.”

“I will, Lily. You can be damn sure I will.” He starts moving again, thrusting with both cock and thumb. I want to last, want to keep riding this pleasure, but my body has other ideas. I come hard, clamping down on him, and the feeling of being penetrated on two fronts drives my orgasm to new heights.

Shane presses his free hand to my back, urging my face down to the mattress but keeping my ass in the air. It allows him deeper yet. I half-expect him to pound into me, but he slows down as if savoring the feel of me. He strokes a hand down my back to squeeze my other ass cheek, spreading me obscenely. “You feel so fucking good,” he murmurs and pulls out almost all the way to pump just the head of his cock into me. “You look even better. I love watching your pussy spread to take me. And you take every inch, don’t you, baby girl?”

I fist the sheets and moan. “Yes, Daddy.”

“You’ll give me anything I ask, won’t you? Because you want to be good.”

It’s a fight not to slam back onto his cock, not to beg him to fuck me deep again. “Yes.”

“Good girl.” He releases a long breath and then he’s doing exactly what I need, shoving deep into me, once again fucking me like he’s mad at me, like I’ve been bad and he’s going to enact my penance with his cock. He curses and then he’s pressed against my back again, shoving my legs wider yet. “You try to come back here as Max’s girlfriend and I’m going to punish you, Lily. Do you hear me? I’m going to flip up your little tease of a skirt and paddle your ass, and then I’m going to fuck you until you scream about how good your Daddy’s cock feels inside you, scream so loud he can hear you.”

Holy shit.

I bury my face in the mattress and shriek as I come. This time, Shane follows me over the edge. He pounds into me, growling my name as he fills me up. Then he presses a devastatingly gentle kiss to the top of my spine as he shifts us onto our side.

I stare blindly at the wall, trying to process the sheer amount of pleasure against how hot his words make me. How wrong they are. I should leave it at that, shouldn’t look deeper into them no matter what he says about keeping me. I’m not naive enough to think that anything said in the middle of sex can be held up to the light.

That doesn’t stop me from speaking. “I’m not going back to him, even if he wanted to try to make things right. It’s really over.” When Shane doesn’t respond, except to gather me closer, I find myself continuing. “Even before this, things were off. It was too…comfortable, I guess? Like friends who occasionally had sex.” It was so easy being with Max, easy enough that I was able to ignore all the things wrong with the relationship until they accumulated to a pile neither of us could ignore any longer. “I guess that’s why he started looking outside the relationship for what he needs.”