After they were gone, I had two things on my mind. Pussy and sleep, breakfast could wait. I took the coffee cup from Lily’s hand as she sat at the island and set it aside. There was no need for conversation, she knew what was up, and if there was any doubt, the bulge in my pants was sending a clear message.

She dropped the robe she’d just donned as I lifted her onto the counter and spread her legs so I could fit in between. With my face buried in her neck my fingers went straight ...