All Chapters of My Pretty Little Object: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Max finally manages to move, turning and disappearing out of the doorway.I have the absurd urge to laugh. “Guess we don’t need the video after all.” I sound strange and tinny to my ears. This started as a revenge fuck, but being caught feels weird. Not good. Just… I don’t even know.Shane eases me off his cock and tucks himself away. “I’ll go talk to him.”That shatters some of my eerie calm. “No, I’ve got it.”He hesitates. “Lily…”“I’ve got it,” I repeat. I climb to my feet on shaking legs and head downstairs. I appreciate that Shane wants to take this bullet for me, but I’m the one who initiated this weekend, and I’m an adult. I can handle a conversation with my ex.Even if it’s a conversation while my pussy is still throbbing from fucking his father for two days straight.I half-expect Max to be gone, but he’s standing in the kitchen with his hands braced on the counter. He barely looks at me as I walk through the door. “Are you happy now? Are we even?”“Are we even? How can you

I wake up before dawn. Every part of my body hurts, but I don’t let that stop me as I climb out of bed and stagger to the dress we discarded at some point. I don’t know where my black dress is, so this will have to do.I pause in the doorway and look back, determined to memorize this moment. Shane is sprawled on his back, the sheets bunched around his waist, his broad chest on display. It’s almost enough to tempt me back to bed. To pretend our deadline hasn’t come. To take him up on everything he’s offering me.I can’t.I just…can’t.“Lily.”I jump. “I didn’t realize you were awake.”“I was the moment you moved.”I shift, torn between walking out the door and running back to the bed. “I have to go, Shane. I…”“It’s too soon.” He sits up. “You need time to work through your shit.”“Yes.” I exhale in something like grief. “It’s a lot of shit.” It will take longer than seven days to get over this. It’s not even getting over Max as much as it’s getting over the failed relationship. I need

Shane finally, finally dips his head down and makes contact. Our moans mingle at the first swipe of his tongue. I can’t take my eyes off him, off the bliss on his face as he tongues my pussy. My breasts are heaving with each inhale and I know we paint a sinful picture, him fully clothed with his head between my thighs, me naked and splayed, fully on display. “Do you think he wants to fuck me, Daddy?” I’m fighting to hold still, to not thrash as he tongues me. “Do you think he wants to sink into my tight pussy and watch my breasts shake as I bounce on his cock?”Shane plasters one hand on my lower stomach and lifts his head to glare at me. “Yes, Lily, that’s exactly what I think he wants.”I risk letting go of the lounge chair and sink my hands into his silver hair. It’s a little longer than the last time he had me in this position. “Too bad.” I lift my hips and rub myself against his mouth. It feels even filthier because he doesn’t move. He just holds still and lets me grind on him li

LOVE TO HEAR YOU BEGLIVI push my way through the crowded hotel lobby, feeling as out of place as I usually do in public. If I had my way, I’d never leave my apartment. I’d just stay bundled up in a comfy pair of pajamas with the latest romance in one hand and a cup of tea in the other.Absolute perfection.So what if I’m nineteen and live like an old spinster woman from the 1800s? My cat doesn’t seem to mind. I push aside the thought that Chester McPawsy shouldn’t be the only male in my life.Whatever, I’m happy with my cat and my hymen.Maybe if I tell myself that a few more hundred times, I’ll start to believe it.When I get to the counter, I’m met with a gorgeous blonde who gives me a smile that can only be accomplished with a huge paycheck and a lot of dental work.“How can I help you?” she asks in a clipped voice that doesn’t fit with the New Orleans vibe at all.“Um, I’m just here to check-in. It should be under Liv Monroe. I’m here for the Dupree wedding.”Several clicks of h

JUSTINWhat in the fuck just happened?I need a date for a work event. What the fuck had I beenthinking? And then I go and screw it up by insulting her. I run a hand through my hair and sit down on the bed before laying back and staring up at the ceiling. I hadn’t planned on meeting someone, but as soon as I laid eyes on her in the lobby, I knew I had to have her. It’s as simple as that.It’s pure luck that I happened to have booked a room right next to hers. So much for my weekend of staying in one of my hotels like a normal person. I own several hotels throughout the city, and I’ll occasionally check in under a fake name just to see how the service is and make sure everything is running as it should be. Aside from the missing crackers with her gumbo, a point that irritates me, service has been very good.My cock throbs, reminding me of sexy little Liv in the next room. I wonder if she’s doing as I asked and keeping her hands off her pussy. I’d heard her fucking herself at the same