Page 10 of His to Cherish (Club Wyld #5)

OLIVER

I have to be dreaming. There’s no way in hell this could actually be happening. Never in my wildest fantasies did I think it was possible that I’d be able to have my Lilly like this. Naked in my lap, limp from an orgasm I gave her, offering herself to me.

And, even more shockingly, she’s calling me Daddy. She’s letting me control this, control her, just the way I need to. She’s sweet and innocent, just like a good babygirl, but she’s dirty too, filthy in a deliciously twisted way that has my soul singing in triumph.

I always knew she would be sexy, but this . The fact that she let me spank her—not just let me, she liked it. Her dripping little pussy proved that. She wanted me to spank her, wanted me to punish and please her. Wanted my sharp slaps and my soothing words.

Wanted to call me Daddy.

A shudder goes through me, my stomach tight with need, as I look at her upturned face. I’ll do whatever you want, Daddy.

She has no idea what she just subjected herself to. Because now that I’ve heard her say that? Now that I’ve felt her wet, tight cunt coming around my fingers? There’s no way I’m ever going to be able to give her up. Lilly is the sweetest addiction I know, and she’s mine .

“Get on your knees, baby,” I say, my voice shaking. Jesus, I don’t think I’ve ever been this worked up. “Get on your knees so you can help Daddy feel good.”

She hums happily and slides down onto the ground, her luscious tits brushing against my thighs as she goes. Damn, I’d been so preoccupied with getting my palm on her bare ass and my fingers in her pussy that I barely paid any attention to the tits I’ve been fantasizing about for years.

Later . Later I’ll spend hours worshiping every inch of her body.

I’ll suck on her sweet little nipples until she screams. I’ll lap up every inch of wetness between her thighs, making her come over and over again.

There will be time for all that. But right now, my cock is going to explode if she doesn’t touch me soon.

“Unbuckle my belt,” I tell her. “Get my dick out, baby. Do it now.”

“Yes, sir,” she says, and I nearly come right then.

Thank God I manage to hold out though, because the feel of Lilly’s soft little fingers gripping me is a heaven I never dreamed could exist. “Fuck, Lilly,” I growl, hands shooting to the top of her head.

She’s staring hard at my cock, an appreciative—and somewhat nervous—look on her face, and my inner caveman roars in triumph

All yours, babygirl, I think to myself. Only yours.

“Kiss Daddy, baby.”

She presses a soft kiss to the very tip of my shaft and I curse. How in the hell am I supposed to last more than a second in the presence of that mouth?

“Let me inside,” I growl, tightening my fingers into her hair. “Right now, Lilly. Get my dick in your mouth.”

She gulps, eyes wide, and I know she’s wondering if I’m too big. I’ll fucking make it fit, baby, I think, groaning as images of myself pumping deep into her throat assail me. Will she gag? Will she take it all?

“Lilly,” I bark, tightening my fingers until she yelps at the sting on her scalp. “Don’t make me wait, baby. Suck my cock. Now.”

She takes a deep breath and then my vision goes white as the feel of her hot, wet mouth envelops me. God damn, that feels amazing. So fucking amazing but still not enough, and my hips thrust forward without my permission, needing more. “Just like that, baby. So fucking good.”

She hums, tilting her face up for me. And holy fuck, the sight of it. My pretty little Lilly, at my feet, sweet pink lips stretched around my dick. It’s obscene, the way I look in her mouth. So dirty and hot.

I grip her hair again and thrust harder, nearly losing it when she gags.

“You’re such a good girl, taking all of Daddy,” I groan. “I know it’s big, baby. You’re doing so good.” I thrust harder, forcing myself deeper. “Be my good fucking girl and take what I give you.”

Chills dance up my spine, my skin feeling hot and too tight to contain me.

The words I’m saying, the filthy things I’m demanding, they only heighten the unbelievable pleasure of her mouth on me.

There’s a part of me that’s issuing warning bells, afraid it’s too much, that I’m going too far with her, too much of the kinky shit too fast.

A few hours ago, I was convinced that I would never feel anything as perfect as Lilly’s mouth. I was sure that the things I like—the things I need—would hold no interest for her. My Lilly is sweet and good. She deserves better than to be dragged down into my depraved depths.

So I spent years shielding her from this part of me, trying to convince myself I could be happy with her friendship. And I think I would have been able to force myself to keep that up, if she hadn’t walked into this club tonight.

Something about seeing her here, in this place where I’ve always been able to be my true self, changed something in me.

A switch was flipped and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to turn it back.

I never would have imagined saying any of the shit to her that continues to pour from my mouth while she sucks me.

I never would have imagined I’d be able to treat her so harshly.

That she would respond to it. That she would want it too.

But now that I know my baby likes this, there’s no fucking stopping me. It might be wrong, but I’m taking her all the way into the deep dark inside me. And I’m not letting her go.

“Look at me,” I bark, tugging on her hair. She stares up at me with wide eyes, her makeup all smudged as her eyes water. And that’s fucking it. All I can take. Lilly all messed up and disheveled, gagging on my dick, eyes watering at the invasion. She looks so fucking perfect like this.

“You like this?” I gasp out, right on the very edge. I can feel the orgasm hurtling down my spine, threatening to destroy everything in its path. “You like choking on my dick?”

She nods, letting out a needly hum around me, and I’m gone.

The world goes stark white around me as I explode into her mouth, my fingers tightening in her hair to a degree that must be painful.

But I can’t seem to stop, can’t stop the roar that tears from my mouth, can’t stop thrusting even as I fill her mouth with seed.

Can’t release the pressure I have on her hair as I take her. As I use her.

My sweet little Lilly.

“Holy fuck,” I mutter when I can finally get air into my lungs.

I release her, thankful I’m sitting because I surely would have collapsed after that.

Lilly rocks back on her heels and I manage to look up in time to see her swallow, wiping a drop of my come from the corner of her mouth before she slides that finger into her mouth to lick it off.

I could come again, just from watching that.

“Up here,” I manage to hiss out, pointing at my lap. “I need you right here, baby.”

She obeys without complaint, looking pretty darn happy about it as she slides into my lap. I wrap my arms around her, loving the feel of her nestling into my chest. She lets out a happy little mewl, my satisfied kitten, and presses her swollen lips to my neck.

“That was…Fuck, Lilly.”

“Did I do good?” she whispers into my chest. She’s not asking just to be coy or flirtatious. She really wants to know if she pleased me. Something about that naked plea for approval has my chest simultaneously tightening and softening, a warmth I’ve never known filling me to the core.

My baby wants my assurance. My baby wants to please me.

Yeah, I’m definitely fucking dreaming.

I press a kiss to the top of her head. “You did so good, babygirl. So very good.”

I pull up in front of Lilly’s townhouse a half hour later and turn off the engine before turning to her. She fell asleep about two minutes after we left Club Wyld. Apparently, I took a lot out of her.

“Sweetheart,” I murmur, brushing her tangled hair back. I can’t look at her hair without remembering that I was the one to mess it up so thoroughly. My dick gives an eager twitch, but I ignore it. There will be no more of that tonight.

“We’re home, Lills,” I say and she starts under my hand, blinking around the dark interior of the car like a sleepy, confused little kitten. I grin to myself. “Time to get you to bed.”

She smiles at me shyly. “Are you coming with me?”

I bite back a groan, wanting nothing more than to do exactly that. “Not tonight, Lills. I’m going to walk you to your door and make sure you’re inside safe, then I’m going home.”

She blinks some more, disappointment washing over her face. “Oh. I thought…never mind.”

“Nope,” I say harshly, gripping her chin so she can’t avoid my eyes. “No more of that, Lilly. If this is going to work between us, you have to tell me what you’re thinking. No secrets.”

She frowns. “You kept secrets,” she whispers, and my heart clenches.

“And that’s exactly why I’m not coming inside with you,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“I don’t understand.”

“A lot happened tonight, sweetheart.” She laughs and I can’t help but grin along with her.

“Understatement of the year, right there.”

“Fair point.” I smooth my hands over her hair again, unable to stop touching her. “And that’s all the more reason for you to have some time to yourself.” I gaze into her blue eyes. “You have a lot to think about.”

“But I…” she swallows, looking confused. “I thought I already, you know. Decided.”

I grin. She’s so fucking cute.

“You decided to play with me tonight,” I say. “You decided to give things a try my way. But that’s a whole lot different from deciding to continue with this.”

“But I want you,” she whispers, and it takes all my strength not to fuck her right here in my car.

“I want you too, baby,” I mutter. “More than you can possibly know. I’ve wanted you for so long.”

“Then why aren’t you coming inside?”

God, I love the way her eyebrow arches when she challenges me. Love her sassy almost as much as I love her sweet and compliant.

“Tonight was emotional and overwhelming. We both had a lot of sexual tension to get out of our system.” She winces and I immediately know it was the wrong thing to say.

I grab her hands before she can pull away.

“What we did barely took the edge off,” I tell her firmly.

“As amazing as it was, I know I’ll never be satisfied, Lilly. Not with you.”

She gives me that shy smile again and my very soul lights up.

“But I don’t want you making any permanent decisions based on sexual tension, okay?

I don’t want to overwhelm you, and if I come inside, that’s exactly what will happen.

You need some space from me so you can really think. ” I squeeze her hands. “Okay?”

She looks like she wants to argue some more, but then a massive yawn rocks her body. I chuckle, reaching down to unbuckle her seat belt. “In you go.”

She gives me such a sweet little pout I nearly rethink my entire plan to give her space. “You keep that up and you’ll get a spanking,” I growl, gently pinching her pouting lower lip.

I watch the struggle in her eyes. There’s a part of her that wants to tell me she wouldn’t mind a spanking—I can see it in the flash of desire in her gaze.

But I think she’s feeling shy now, away from the club.

It’s one thing to get caught up in the atmosphere of a place like that, another thing entirely to say the same words sitting in your best friend’s car in your driveway.

And that’s exactly why I’m not staying with her tonight.

She needs that time away from me, away from the club, to figure out what she really wants.

It’s possible everything that happened tonight was the heat of the moment.

My soul loudly protests that idea, but I have to give Lilly time to come to the decision on her own.

Because I don’t just want a night with her. I want the whole damn thing. I want her tonight and tomorrow and next week and next year. I want her forever. And the only way I’m going to get forever is if she’s sure.