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“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make your first time so good for you,” I murmur. I capture her mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her moan. My fingers slip under her panties again, finally making contact with soft, slick flesh.
Lily cries out into my mouth as I stroke over her sensitive clit. Her thighs tremble, and she clutches at my shoulders for support. I have to hold myself back from plunging my fingers inside her right then.
No, I need to savor this and draw it out until she’s anticipating each of our moments together. Until she’s in bed waiting and aching for me to break in and fuck her.
I rub tight circles around her clit as I kiss down her neck. “That’s it, baby. I’ve got you.”
She rocks her hips urgently against my hand, seeking more friction. Precious little whimpers and gasps spill from her kiss-swollen lips.
I’m drunk on having this effect on her. On being the first one to ever touch her like this. To awaken these desires inside her.
“Cade, please...” she pants. “I need...”
“I know what you need.”I nip at her earlobe as my fingers pick up speed. “Let go, baby. Come for me.”
I feel Lily’s body start to tense and tremble against me as my fingers work her clit relentlessly. Her breath comes in short, frantic gasps, and her nails dig into my shoulders, telling me she’s close.
“That’s it, let go,”I urge her. I capture her mouth in a searing kiss, muffling her cry of pleasure as she finally crests that peak. Her clit throbbing while she grinds against my hand, drawing out every last ounce of sensation.
I’m fucking hard as a rock feeling her come undone like this. Knowing I’m the first to ever make her feel this kind of pleasure. She’s panting and boneless in my arms as I slowly withdraw my fingers. I bring them to my lips, maintaining eye contact as I lick them clean with a groan.
The taste of her on my tongue makes me hungry for more. I’m leaning in to kiss her again when the front door bell jingling interrupts us. Lily’s eyes widen with panic as she realizes we’re no longer alone. She pushes at my chest in a rush, trying to disentangle herself from my embrace. I simply smirk, unwilling to let her go just yet.
“Hello there, welcome,”I call out casually to the newcomer, not bothering to turn and look. My focus stays locked on Lily’s flushed face and kiss-swollen lips. God, she looks so fucking sexy right now.
I hear the patron make some confused murmur in response but pay them no mind. Lily is frantically smoothing her skirt and tugging her shirt back into place, mortified at nearly being caught in such a compromising position.
“Shhh, it’s alright, angel,”I murmur, stroking her cheek. She avoids my heated gaze, embarrassment, and perhaps a tinge of shame darkening her cheeks further.
I lean in close to her ear. “I’ll see you again real soon,”I promise before releasing her. She sags back against the counter, looking dazed as I stride away, throwing a wink over my shoulder.
My cock is still rock hard, but I adjust myself discreetly before slipping out into the street.
I light up a cigarette and take a long drag, eyes fixed on Lily through the window. She’s busy cleaning the spotless counter, avoiding looking out the window. But I sense she can feel my stare burning into her. I lick my lips slowly, recalling her sweet taste.
Soon, I promise myself as I exhale a cloud of smoke. Next time, I won’t stop until I’m buried deep insidemy angel. Until I’ve claimed every last inch of that untouched body. The thought makes me painfully hard. But I can be patient. Lily is well worth the wait.
13
LILY
“Hey, Lily, can you lock up?” Daryl asks from the kitchen. “I’ve got a few errands to run.”
My stomach twists at the thought of being here entirely alone, not that it made any difference having Darryl in the kitchen earlier.
“Sure, no problem,” I say, despite not wanting to be left here alone. It’s already getting dark outside, which only puts me on edge.
I finish cashing the register and doing some admin before locking the door to the office. When I return to the diner, my breath catches in my throat. There, sitting on the counter is a bouquet of white lilies.
My stomach churns because I instantly know they’re from my stalker. I hesitantly approach the flowers, looking around warily even though I’m alone. There’s no note attached, but the meaning is clear. He’s been here. Inside. While I was in the other room.
A shudder runs through me, thinking about him sneaking in, unseen and unheard. Violating this space that’s supposed to be safe. Leaving a “gift” meant to terrify me.
I want to sweep the flowers into the trash. Stubbornly, I leave them sitting there. I won’t give my stalker the satisfaction of knowing how deeply he affects me.
I finish my closing tasks methodically, hyperaware of the lilies taunting me. Their pure white petals glow in the low light, and their delicate appearance contrasts the sinister threat they represent.
As I lock the diner door, a tutting sound behind me makes me freeze.
