Page 55 of Dirty Deadly & Mine
“Time to go,” I snap at Trudi, whose eyes flare as she stares over Lily’s head at me.
“But the movie isn’t finished,” she whines, and I roll my fucking eyes, picking up the remote and hitting stop.
“It’s over now. Get the fuck out.”
With a hiss, Trudi tosses the blanket off her lap and lurches up, grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
“You’re a real twat, you know that?”
I just shrug, not caring what she thinks. I should never have let her in when she came knocking. I didn’t invite her over. She turned up rambling on about a movie she wanted to watch and pushed her way in.
I was going to tell her to bugger off, but then I wondered if some company might be nice since Lily has spent the last couple of days avoiding me.
I don’t really know what to do with myself with the twins at uni and the house empty.
Trudi mutters under her breath as she storms out, slamming the front door behind her, and the sound doesn’t even rouse Lily, still asleep on my shoulder.
Fuck, I like having her there.
Flicking through the channels for about ten minutes, I bidemy time, wanting to make sure Lily is in a deep enough sleep before I move.
With the way she’s slumped, her head falling past my shoulder, I know she must be uncomfortable, so I slowly ease her down while I shuffle to the end of the couch to give her more room, until she’s resting on her side, and I gently lower her head to my lap.
Bad fucking move.
The moment she’s there, my cock wakes up. I try to ignore it, flicking through the channels again, but my gaze constantly falls to her silky copper hair, and the weight of her head pressing against my cock.
Gently running my fingers through some of her strands, I try to will my cock to go the fuck down, but then my eyes flick to her beautiful sleeping face, and how close her parted lips are to my hard length, hidden under my shorts.
Shit.
I need to slip out from under her and take care of this in the bathroom. Just a quick wank over the sink will be enough to deflate this beast. But the moment Lily lets out a breathy moan in her sleep, I find myself unable to move away from her.
In fact, I’m fucking desperate to get closer. To get inside her.
Shit. I can’t do that. Can I?
Leaning forward a little to get a better look at her face, I find her lips parted as she breathes heavily in sleep… and fuck… I could just slip my cock in between her lips. Just a bit. Press my tip into her warm, moist mouth.
My cock jerks again. And again, she moans.
She wants me. She made that clear when she sat between me and Trudi. And when I put my hand on her thigh under the blanket, she didn’t remove it. In fact, I’m pretty sure she pressed closer.
Leaning over again, I assess the situation.
I’m wearing shorts. It would be easy enough for me to get my cock out from the leg of the fabric. Even if I can’t get it in her mouth without waking her, I could jack off a bit. Squeeze it and press it close until I come.
Fuuuck, I’d love to feed her my cum while she’s asleep.
Unexplainable need slams into me at the thought of doing things to her while she’s asleep. I need my cock in her mouth like right fucking now.
Slowly, I reach around her head and into the leg of my shorts, tugging my jocks aside, and I fist my cock, trying to pry the stiff fucker out. It takes me a couple of tries, but I eventually get it free, the movement making Lily stir, but not wake.
Slowly, and awkwardly, I pump my cock a few times, wondering if I might be pushing the boundaries too much.
Sometimes Lily acts like she’s scared of the things I want to do to her, but sometimes her walls fall down and the animal that lives inside her springs free, so I’m hoping the depravity of what I’m about to do doesn’t scare her off for good.
I shift under her, which works in my favour, her head moving into a better position to take my cock, and slowly, carefully, I press my tip to her parted lips.
