Guns Can't Stop Me

Marc's brows rose a bit as he watched Lillian pour herself another glass of wine. He hadn't expected herself to so freely pour herself another one but he thought he would allow it. If anything, it would make playing with her that much easier later tonight. It would make her even more susceptible to whatever desires he wanted to carry out. Lifting the glass to his nose, he swirled the liquid as he took in the scent of the wine. Pulling it away, Marc let out a quiet sigh as he glanced over toward the timer set on the stove. "What sort of wine do you like? Anything particular?"

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Lillian glanced at the glass in her hands thoughtfully. She knew that she needed to make this glass last a bit longer. Once again, while it would be fun to get drunk, Lillian knew better than to push it that far. She doubted that Marc would allow her to go that far, and it was a possibility that he would punish her for trying. So this glass she will nurse. Lillian took a small sip before setting it down on the counter. "Nothing really in particular. I am not really a wine drinker to be honest. I know it's not very lady like of me but I mostly drink whisky and run when able. Though I do prefer red over white wine. And Rose is okay. Though with rose wines, I think its more that I got used to the taste after having to drink it so much instead of anything else. How about you?"

Marc looked over to Lillian when she explained what she preferred to drink. He let out a quiet chuckle, nodding as he took a step toward her. He couldn't help but to smirk, nodding slowly. He set his glass down, reaching forward to set his hands on her hips. He pulled her toward him, ducking his head down to nip at the skin along her neck. "Why don't you go ahead and make us each a drink?" He suggested lowly, his fingers dipping beneath the waistband of Lillian's pants. "Liquor is in the cabinet that is closest to the refrigerator," he explained lowly as he pulled away enough to look down to her. Marc reached up, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Go on, sweetheart. Do your best."

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Lillian let out a small shudder as Marc kissed her neck and played with her waistband. It was hard not too since she was already wound up from this afternoon. After all, he had all this fun with her but Lillian was never able to cum. And she had been right on edge for so long...She did not like this feeling of ache between her legs, especially since she knew that there was nothing she could do about it until Marc allowed her.

When he let go of her, Lillian slowly turned to the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle of cinnamon whiskey. She then proceeded to make a Fiery apple, which was cinnamon whiskey, lemon juice, lime juice, agave nectar syrup and angry orchard apple cider. Once she was finished, Lillian handed Marc his glass. "Here you go sir."

Marc couldn't help but to grin as he watched Lillian mixing their drinks. He was quiet, thoroughly enjoying just watching her. She was a beautiful woman and to know he had her under the palm of his hand was almost enough to get him riled up all over again. Clearing him throat as she handed a drink to him, Marc nodded in appreciation. He lifted the glass, swirling the liquid around to catch its scent.

Leaning back in his seat, Marc took the first few sips before setting the glass back down in front of him. "Have to say, it's better than I expected, darling," he complimented lowly. Turning to the side, Marc patted his lap. "Come. Sit. Tell me about a day that you wish you could relive."

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Lillian looked at Marc, hesitating for a moment before slowly moving into his lap. She was concerned that maybe she had misinterpreted where he wanted her to sit. Though once she was on him, it seemed that she had done the correct thing. She took a sip of her drink before setting it down next to his. Lillian leaned against Marc, laying her head on his shoulder as her arms moved around his chest. After all, if Marc wanted her to sit on his lap, that meant he wanted her to be close, right? Besides it was much more comfortable for her this way.

Once it seemed that they were both settled in the position they were in, Lillian moved her head more so onto his shoulder. Her lips were close to his ear and her voice was soft as she started to speak. "There are several days that I wish I could relieve. Though some I know I'll never be able to even closely replicate it." She hummed for a moment while trying to think of which day she should tell him. There were stories that she knew would piss Marc off, and that was not what she wanted.

Her eyes brighten up a bit once Lillian realized what story she should tell him. "Oh, I do have one that is particularly interesting though.This happened about two years ago now. I was in Thailand with my best friend and my boyfriend at the time, for the lantern festival. We even woke up early that day despite the fact that we were going to be out all night too." She let out a small laugh. "In the morning, we headed to a wildlife preserve which was amazing. A guide brought us around in the morning, and we were able to see all of these different animals. Some of them were actually really friendly towards us, though that was because they grew up there for different reasons so they were used to the tour guides. Oh! And they were specialized in elephants, so the specialists allowed us to get up close and we actually got to go on a small elephant ride. It was amazing. And those elephants were so smart. One of them just grabbed my food and started eating it." Lillian smiled brightly. "We wanted to stay but they were closing early for the festival, so the three of us headed out to the town close to where the parade was. We went shopping and got to walk around until it began. Though once it did, we went right up front because we had a special area from my grandfather. Oh the parade was so amazing. The floats and the dancing. Oh and the music...And once the lanterns were pushed into the sky it was almost a bright as a the middle of the day, but so much prettier. We then danced and drank the night away. Oh I think I had to be carried back to the hotel but I don't quite remember that part."

Marc listened intently to what Lillian was saying, his eyes drifting shut as he leaned his head against hers. He was quiet, listening with a small nod every few moments to show that he was listening despite now looking at her directly. A small smile graced his features, noting the way that she genuinely seemed to enjoy spending time with animals. It sparked a few ideas that he wondered if he would ever be able to show her. Though they would have to wait for a time when they were closer, a time when Marc knew he could trust Lillian far more than he felt he could at the moment. When Lillian felt like she could trust him, even.

"What's your favourite animal?" Marc asked once Lillian finished with her story. He pulled away enough so that he could look down at her, raising an eyebrow. Marc's hands slipped down to rest on her hips. "If you could be any animal in the world, what one would you be?" Marc asked softly, tilting his head to the side as he studied her.

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Lillian tilted her head the same way Marc did before she smiled at him gently. "Well my favorite pet is a dog. But my favorite animal is definitely an artic fox. They are just so intellengent, beautiful and cunning." She then moved back her head so it was resting against him. Lillian closed her eyes as she relaxed but was sure to listen closely to him. "And that is what I would want to be too. What about you?"

As she waited for Marc to answer, Lillian's hands moved up into Marc's hair and slowly began to play with it. She stroked it and twisted locks around her fingers.

Marc frowned slightly, cocking his head to the side as he listened to Lillian explain why she would pick an arctic fox. He ran a hand Up Lillian's back slowly, gently massaging her muscles as he set his forehead against hers. Marc hummed quietly, trying to figure out what he could even tell her. He had never really thought about it, not up until he had decided to ask Lillian what animal she would choose to be.

"I don't know if I would choose it but I think I would be a lion," Marc explained after a few moments. He grinned to himself as he leaned a backward. "I'm strong, and I like to think I'm in charge for the most part. Hm?"

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Lillian leaned into Marc as he gently rubbed her back. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the intimacy. Though once he pulled back a bit, Lillian did the same and looked up at Marc. "I could see you as a lion in those ways." She told him softly. "Though male lions tend to be very lazy. All they really do is sleep. I just don't believe that aspect suits you very well. You just don't seem like that."

With a small shrug, Lillian then moved right back against him and laid her head against his chest. "Though I can't think of an animal that is a better show of strength and domination."

Marc's eyes started to narrow at Lillian's description of male lions. A retort slipped to the tip of his tongue, already ready to lash out at her for accusing him of being lazy. That was one of the very last things he should be described as. Marc had put a lot of hard work and sweat into what he did, his position showed that. Didn't it? Marc only began to relax once Lillian explained further, reluctantly nodding his head.

He smirked as he leaned forward, nipping at her neck. "Lions don't have very many creatures that are willing to go toe to toe with them, do they?" Marc teased quietly, teasing a trail of tiny love bites along her neck. "It's a good thing, too."

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Lillian let out a quiet sigh of satisfaction as Marc started down her neck. Her grip on his sides tightened as she slowly leaned into him, pressing her chest against him. She was already roaring to go after she was denied this morning. So getting another chance for pleasure today was exciting. Leaning her head to the side, Lillian exposed her neck for him more.

"No I suppose that they don't have a lot of creatures willing to fight them." Lillian murmured. "They are just too far up the chain, too powerful, too strong that fighting them would either cause death or some king of natural punishment." She looked at Marc lustfully as she parted her legs slowly and shifted on top of him. Lillian wanted to straddle Marc, to grind her throbbing clit against him. But she wasn't sure Marc would approve of that.

Marc couldn't help but smirk as he noticed the way Lillian was moving on his lap. She was being subtle about it, which was good, but he decided to have a little bit of fun with her anyway. He set his hands on his hips, gripping her gently. He leaned back, tilting his head to the side as his eyes met hers. "Something that I can help you with, kitten?" Marc teased, his fingers brushing against the skin just beneath her shirt before he pulled away.

"I believe I told you that we were done playing for the rest of the day, didn't I?" Marc asked. He pulled his hands away from her completely, propping himself up on his elbows, using the counter of support. "Please, refresh me in case I forgot."

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Lillian couldn't help but let out a small whimper when Marc pulled away from her. She was just so horny, and the way Marc kept turning her on was driving her a bit nuts. But now, with the way he was talking, she could tell that Marc was just teasing her some more. So, Lillian moved so she was straddling Marc, her hips pressed against his. Her hands pressed against his shirt, gripping on gently to his collar. She then moved in, her lips just hovering above his as she looked into his eyes lustfully.

"You did say that we weren't playing for the rest of the day. But I thought, with the way that you were holding me and kissing my neck, that maybe Daddy had changed his mind. And I want to make Daddy happy, and be ready and willing for you if you wanted me. I want to be your good little girl." Lillian started to slowly grind her hips against his. "But...admittedly, I want Daddy to play too, because you left me so very horny today. And the way you keep teasing me keeps me soaking wet for you."

Marc had no intentions of letting Lillian cum for the rest of the day. He was sure he would probably allow her tomorrow but he wanted to see how far that he could push her today, see exactly what she was willing to do if she was offered the chance to cum even once. With the thought in the back of his mind, Marc glanced over to the stove to see that they still had a good twenty minutes left before the lasagna was done. Perfect. Lifting Lillian off of his lap, Marc stood before turning and setting her down on the counter silently.

He pushed her back, his fingers looping into her panties. Marc pulled the material down her legs before setting back on the stool that he had been sitting on. "Just because you're wet and horny doesn't mean that you get to decide what happens, princess," Marc scolded before dipping his head, kissing up and down her thigh slowly. He was gentle, careful enough to never quite reach her pussy. His fingers massaged her thighs, even brushing against her pussy lips but never dipping between them to touch her clit. Marc just wanted to see her quiver, wanted to see how wet she would get from such a simple tease.

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Once Marc pushed her back onto the counter, Lillian relaxed against the cool marble. She moved so her ass and pussy were right on the edge and her hands went down to grab onto the edge of the counter. Lillian closed her eyes, knowing she wouldn't be able to see what Marc was doing from the position he put her in. So it was better just to feel his touch.

Though as Marc started to play with her, he never got close to what was throbbing the most. Lillian let out a small whimper as he kissed her and brushed against her pussy lips. It was turning her on so easily, making Lillian nice and wet for Marc's big cock. Her juices were beginning to drip down her pussy lips. Lillian had been horny all day because of him and the teasing was certainly not helping that. "I wasn't trying to decide what happens Daddy." Lillian quivered slightly. "I just thought that you had changed your mind...at least I hoped that you did."

"You were hoping I had? I guess it's a shame that I didn't then, huh?" Marc asked, a smirk growing on his lips as Lillian began to shudder under his touch. It was exactly what he thought would happen - it was only a few minutes before she would be begging for more and more wasn't about to be offered. Not just yet. Marc continued teasing her, massaging her thighs, while glancing over to the timer. As it reached just thirty seconds, an idea popped into his mind and he couldn't help the smirk that grew on his lips. "If you can cum in the next twenty seconds, go ahead," Marc offered, pressing two of his fingers into her pussy without warning. He pumped them inside of her while never touching her clit.

Marc pulled away, standing when the timer went off. "Such a shame, you were so close, baby," he teased, turning to grab oven mitts. Marc pulled out the lasagna, setting it on top of the stove. "Grab some plates then pour some more wine for us, okay?" Marc instructed, a mischievous grin on his lips as he watched her, waiting for her to do as she was told.

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Lillian moaned out as Marc suddenly pushed his fingers into her pussy. She gripped down onto the counter harder and started to grind against his hand. If she only had half a minute to cum, then she was going to try her hardest to get there. Though just as she felt like she was getting started, Marc pulled away. Lillian let out a frustrated huff before a small whimper left her lips. She could feel her juices dripping down her lips and onto the counter. For a few moments, she laid there until Marc gave her instructions. And then Lillian pushed herself down and grabbed the plates and grabbed more wine for them both. Though as she did so, Lillian couldn't help but rub her thighs together, trying to calm herself down. The throbbing was just so much to deal with.

Marc smirked at the sound of a whimper, glancing behind him to fix her with a hard look. "I don't want to hear another word about it, you hear me? Not a peep, not a whimper. Nothing!" Marc finished, turning back to the lasagna. He dished up the food, smirking as he headed back over to the table that Lillian had already settled down at. He sat opposite of her after placing their plates down. Marc didn't hesitate, taking a bite of his food with a small groan of relief. Glancing up to her, Marc offered a hint of a smile. "How do you like it?"

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Lillian immediately straightened up when Marc snapped at her. She certainly didn't want to upset him, didn't want to get punished, didn't want to lose his trust. And she also didn't want to ruin her chances of cumming tomorrow. At least Lillian hoped he wouldn't continue teasing her like this with no release. So she kept her mouth shut, no noise coming from her until Marc started to speak again. By that point she had taken a small bite of the lasagna, not wanting to burn her tongue. As he looked at her, Lillian smiled softly. "It's really good."