Chapter 4
Lila’s POV
“Oh god Logan you need to stop this right now and just leave me the fuck alone before we both regret it.”
I pressed my back harder against the bathroom wall trying to create any space between us but his body stayed right there solid and warm from the shower steam still filling the air around us.
My towel was barely hanging on after the slip and my heart hammered so hard I felt it in my throat while my mind screamed at me to push him away.
This was Logan, the man who had been like family my whole life and yet my pussy kept clenching tight remembering how his thick cock looked on that video call veins standing out as he stroked it to me calling him Daddy.
I tried to caution him again, my voice coming out shaky.
“Please just back off. We cannot do this. My parents trust you and this is so wrong on every level.”
He did not move an inch. Instead he pinned me there with his hips pressing forward so I could feel the hard outline of his cock through the towel he still had wrapped around his waist.
His eyes locked on mine dark and intense like he was fighting the same battle I was.
“Does your parents know what you were doing on that camera Lila? Does your dad know his little girl has been spreading her pussy wide open for strangers and moaning Daddy while she fucks herself stupid on toys?”
His words hit me like a slap and I got bold even though my legs felt weak because the shame mixed with this rush of heat that made my nipples tighten up even more.
“Why were you watching me then if you knew it was me? You knew it was your best friend’s daughter the whole time and you still paid me five grand every call to tell me how to stretch my cunt deeper for you.
You are just as fucked up as I am.”
Logan did not answer with words.
Instead he grabbed my boobs, suddenly catching me completely unaware, his big hands cupping the heavy flesh and squeezing just firm enough to make me gasp.
My eyes widened and at the same time my pussy clenched hard sending a fresh rush of wetness down my thighs because my body reacted faster than my brain could catch up.
I wanted to push him off.
I really did my hands coming up to his chest but they just rested there feeling the heat of his skin instead of shoving him back.
He did not budge at all, his thumbs brushing over my nipples through the thin towel and then he twisted them both at once earning a loud moan from me that I could not hold back no matter how hard I tried.
“Fuck,” I breathed out my voice breaking as the sharp pleasure shot straight down between my legs making my clit throb.
I knew this was bad, knew it was crossing every line but my hips shifted forward on their own pressing closer to him while he kept working my tits in his hands.
He took off my towel with one quick tug letting it drop to the wet floor and now I stood completely naked in front of him, my heavy boobs spilling out into his palms, my shaved pussy exposed and already glistening.
He twisted my nipples harder this time rolling them between his fingers and pulling until another moan tore out of me louder than the first.
My back arched pushing my chest into his touch even as my mind kept repeating how wrong this was and how I should stop him before it went further.
He grabbed both of my boobs then and squeezed them hard together with the pressure making them bulge between his fingers and sending waves of heat rolling through my whole body.
I moaned again, my head falling back against the wall as my pussy leaked more down my inner thighs.
This cannot be happening but god his hands feel so rough and good on me after all those months of imagining what the man behind the texts would do if he ever touched me for real.
I was completely into it even though every part of me knew it was wrong, the kind of wrong that made my stomach twist but my cunt ache worse.
Logan leaned in and kissed me roughly, his mouth crashing against mine with no softness at all, his tongue pushing past my lips like he owned me.
I gasped into the kiss, my hands finally gripping his shoulders tight as he kept kneading my tits and grinding his hard cock against my belly through his towel.
Then his hand slid down my body, moving fast between my legs and touching my pussy directly, his fingers sliding through my soaked folds and rubbing over my swollen clit.
The shock of it made me moan louder into his mouth, my hips buckling forward chasing the pressure while my thighs shook.
He rubbed me there in firm circles spreading my wetness all over his fingers before dipping one thick digit just inside my entrance teasing the tight hole that had been stretched around a toy for him so many times before.
He lifted me from the wall then like I weighed nothing, his hands gripping my ass as he carried me a short distance and dropped me onto the bathroom counter.
The cold tile hit my bare skin making me shiver but the heat between my legs stayed burning hot.
I sat there with my legs spread open staring at him, my chest heaving and my nipples red from how he had twisted them.
“What are you doing Logan?” I asked my voice hoarse and needy even though I already knew the answer from the look in his eyes.
He stepped between my thighs spreading them wider with his hands and looked down at my dripping pussy with hunger all over his face.
“I’m about to have a meal.”