Lyric Storm

Chapter 42. Last Concert.

Lyric's POV

Lydia comes over to where I'm sitting and runs her finger's through my hair. "At least we're not far from home." I say to her.

"I can't believe I actually get you to myself for a whole year." She mumbles.

I chuckle and pull her down onto my lap I tangle a hand into her hair and bring her lips to mine kissing her roughly, I nibble on her bottom lip and she gasps parting her lips I dart my tongue into her mouth and she moans.

She pulls away so I press her tighter to me and trail kisses down her neck. "Lyric." She moans there is a loud knocking on the door. 

"Twenty minutes." A man says.

"Great that's plenty of time." I grunt.

Lydia's jaw drops in shock. "W-what?" 

"You fuckin heard me." I growl in her ear.

She squeals when I lift her up and set her on the vanity knocking off everything that was up there. She's wearing a beautiful, expensive, but short dress I slide her panties off and she gasps at my touch.

"Lyric stop not right here!" She hisses.

"Fuck yeah right here baby." I groan.

"Oh my god." She mumbles as I trail a hand up her thigh and slam two fingers inside of her. She pulls me tighter against her and moans both her arms over my shoulders.

"L-lyric." She moans louder as she trails a hand down to my belt buck and quickly undoes it, unbuttoning and unzipping them. She pushes them down til their on the floor around my ankles. 

I groan as I look into her eyes seeing the lust but shyness that fills her eyes, she's been really self conscious because of being pregnant which is ridiculous because she still so damn sexy to me. She pulls my length out of my boxers I pull her to the edge of the counter and press my lips to hers before slamming into her.

She moans against my lips and sends shocks through my body I bite her lip she moans again parting her lips and I dart my tongue into her mouth.

I pound harder in and out of her, the wetter she gets the harder it is to hold back but I always like it better when she cums first.

I run my fingers up her thigh squeezing and rubbing her inner thigh until I reach her core I start rubbing her clit, she breaks the kiss tilting her head back slightly and moaning loudly.

"Fuck me daddy." She moans loudly as her orgasms starts.

I've joked with her before and told her she should call me daddy when we're having sex but I never actually thought she would but the second she does I release I can't stop it. I groan loudly slamming into her one more time with one hand on the mirror behind her head and one on her clit.

"Damn." I grunt I pull away from her and wiggle my eyebrows she blushes realizing what she'd said.

"Shut up." She growls.

"Don't be mad baby that was sexy as fuck." I whisper before kissing her on the lips. I get my pants back on and there's a knock on the door. 

"Five minutes!" 

I grab her panties off the floor slide them up as far as I can and pull her off the vanity she laughs and pulls them the rest of the way up. "Thanks champ." She whispers.

I chuckle at that kiss her on the lips and walk out into the hallway. I can hear everybody chanting and yelling out in the arena when I get up to the stage the others are walking off.