By the time Lacy entered her room that evening, she was ready to tackle her Daddy, rip off his clothes and her own before fucking him like it was their last night on Earth. After securing all the locks on the hall door, she dropped her camera bag and the cloth convention bag on the bed before heading to the door that connected their rooms.
Pausing in the doorway, she knocked on the doorframe. “Daddy?”
She jumped when just his head popped around the corner of the hallway. From the sexy glint in his eyes, she could tell he was as aroused as she was.
“Hey, Lacy-girl. Get naked and come take a shower with me.”
With that he disappeared around the corner again. Lacy did not bother to argue, because a sexy shower was just what the evening called for. It only took a minute to strip off her clothes and enter the bathroom. Steam was rising over the glass doors and she could see Drake standing under the water.
Her pussy clenched and she took a deep breath to try and calm herself as she slid the door open and stepped into the shower. Problem was, seeing him with the water running over him as he rinsed his hair, combing the silver strands backfrom his face made her knees weak and her body even more demanding. His cock was standing at attention and she was tempted to fall to her knees and worship that long, strong cock, but her pussy was demanding he fill that hole instead of her mouth.
“Need you,” she murmured.
She closed the small distance between them in two steps. Rubbing against him, she gasped as his chest hair stroked over her painfully erect nipples. Looking up into his face, she found him staring back with heavy-lidded eyes that burned with a green fire.
He stroked one palm over her cheek as he said, “I need you, too. So damn much it hurts.”
“Then take me. Please, Daddy. Fuck me now.”
He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her in an amazing hug. “There you go again, thinking you’re in charge and making demands.”
A moment later, Lacy was jumping and squealing as he popped her ass with several quick smacks. Before she could complain, he tightened his embrace and picked her off the floor. Turning around, he set her down so she was directly under the shower’s spray. He then released her and took a step back.
When she went to follow him as he backed away, he gave her a stern look that had her freezing in place. “Stay still and let Daddy wash you. Then I’ll decide where and how I’m going to fuck you.”
“Yes, Sir,” Lacy responded.
She had to lock her knees and grab hold of the waist-high bar on the wall to keep from collapsing, but she maintained her position as Drake pumped soap onto the washcloth and began stroking it over her body. He moved quickly, making her wonder if he was feeling the same urgent need that pulsed through her.
She sucked a breath and tensed all her muscles when he worked the cloth between her legs, cleaning clit, pussy and back hole all in one swipe. He pushed her back under the shower’s spray and used his bare hand to smooth away the bubbles and soap that covered her.
Once he finished, he turned her to face the grab bar. “Hold onto the bar with both hands. Then take a step back, move your feet wide apart and arch your back.”
Staying behind her, Drake held her hips as she moved into the dictated position. He then stroked the tip of his cock down the valley in her ass and between her legs.
Lacy sucked in a sharp breath when the tip passed over her open pussy, but did not enter. Instead, it moved forward and stroked over her clit, sending shivers through her entire body. Before she could beg for the next few touches that would send her over the edge, he moved away again.
She cried out with her pleasure when his cock shoved home fast and hard. He then set up a fast pace, fucking in and out faster and harder, it took only a few strokes for her to go flying. She could barely breathe as he continued fucking her for a dozen more strokes until he found his own release with a roar.
Drake wrapped his arms around his beautiful woman and held tight as his entire body quaked. He had to lock his legs in place and rest heavily against her back as he recovered, but he grinned the entire time. His girl was something else, and there was only one problem now.
He wasn’t sure either one of them would be able to walk to the bed.
Instead of trying, he shuffled them back under the shower’s spray with his cock still buried deep in her pussy. By the time he rinsed them off, making sure to clean up between Lacy’s legs, he was able to stand without help.
Turning off the water, he quickly dried them both off and guided his girl to the counter. He brushed her teeth first, then quickly did his own before leading her to the bedroom, and the waiting bed. She was unusually amenable, allowing him to do whatever he wanted to her.
Too bad they were now both too tired and relaxed to follow up with more than a good snuggle as they fell asleep. Tomorrow was another day, but it was also the last full day they would have together, even though they would not be together for most of it. At some point in the next thirty-six hours, they needed to talk about their future.
He just wished he had the perfect solution to the question of how to be together when they lived four hundred miles apart.
Chapter 19
Lacy woke happy and warm and felt like her entire soul was smiling. Opening her eyes, she shifted to see the clock on the nightstand. It was still early enough that she could wake Drake with a blowjob before any alarm would sound.
The trick would be getting out of the embrace he held her in. His hold around her middle was nearly as tight as the one she had on Snowball. Releasing the stuffie, she gently pushed it over the edge of the mattress.
“Sorry, Snowball, but you don’t need to see this,” she whispered before giggling softly.
