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my closed eyes. As my body comes down from my high, I open them and see that he’s staring at me, his dick in his hand and eyes lust-filled.
    I look at the massive appendage he’s holding, and in a moment of virginal panic, wonder if it’s going to fit or is he going to break me in half. He sees my fear and tucks his cock back in his boxers. “Lily, I’m not going to fuck you tonight. I told you that. Don’t look so scared.”
    “It’s not that, it’s just it’s so damn big, and I’m a... well, I’m inexperienced.” He just stares like he’s trying to process what I said.
    Confusion lights his eyes. “Wait…are you telling me you’re a virgin?” I nod because I’m embarrassed. As the truth that I’ve never been touched by another man hits him, his face lights up. “Bunny, just so you know, you’re going to get used to my dick because it’s the only one you’re ever going to know. I promise to take it slow tomorrow, but the need to make you mine has grown.” He leans down and kisses me. This time the kiss is deep, hard, and full of intent, and I know he’s staking his claim. He fucks with my equilibrium and my pussy is back to the hungry state it was in before he devoured me, then he pulls away and off the bed. “Bunny, are you hungry?”
    I know he’s talking about food, but all I want is his magic mouth back on any part of my body he wants. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m so tempted to ignore the doctor’s orders.” He leans over and his hand grips my pussy then gives it a spank. “Later, Bunny.”
    He leaves me in the lurch, and I want to bite him. Sticking his head back through the doorway, he growls, “I saw that look, Bunny.” 
    “What are you going to do about it?” I tease him, hoping that he’ll change his mind.
    “I’m going to fuck that look off your face tomorrow. So calm down, my dick is aching too.” I giggle when he grabs his cock and leaves again with a frustrated look on his face.

Chapter 4
    Fuck me, she’s going to be the death of me. I’m sporting a three-hour hard-on that’s almost to the point of needing medical attention. Tomorrow can’t come soon enough. I’ve thought about saying screw it all and claiming her pussy, but I can’t be a selfish prick.
    It’s dinner time when my cell rings. I look at the caller ID and don’t recognize the number, but it says that I last spoke to that number a few hours ago. I assume this is her father’s number.
    “Hello,” I say, bracing myself for having to deal with someone who’s first concern isn’t his daughter.
    “Hello, this is Ted Mason. I am calling about my daughter.” No shit, fuck-off, I think to myself.
    “Hello, Mr. Mason, I’m Trent Davenport and unfortunately, Lily’s in the shower.” She’s not in there yet, but I’m busy finishing our dinner and don’t want her stressing. At the hospital, it was clear that she wasn’t certain that he’d even care. She might not have said it, but it was written all over her face.
    “So…she’s okay?” Again, his tone isn’t really heartfelt. I remember getting hurt at school and even my hopped up parents were worried about me. They were at the hospital, tripping on drugs, but they were still there. I regret that they let the drugs take over their lives.
    So I answer him with a negative tone, letting him know I’m not enjoying this conversation. “As best as can be expected considering what happened.”
    “We only heard about it on the way back from lunch and the movie we took in. I had no idea. I hope she’s doing okay. Can you have her call me once she’s out of the shower? I need to know Lily’s going to be fine.” He’s defensive, but his bullshit act of worry is faker than a stripper’s name.
    “I’ll let her call you after dinner. Where are you all staying?” I’m done with this conversation. I don’t want Lily to walk into the room while I’m on the phone with this man.
    “We’re going to check into the local