Characters Of LILY-ANNE
MADELINE
LILY-ANNE
PROLOGUE
“There’s no going back,” I whispered, my words hanging heavy in the air as my trembling hands glided up my daughter’s silky, sun-kissed thighs. The sound of our hushed breaths filled the room, mingling with the scent of forbidden desire.
With a nervous urgency, my fingertips slipped beneath the fabric of Lily-Anne’s skirt, tugging at the elastic of her panties. I braced myself, waiting for the voice of reason to admonish me, but it remained ominously silent. In that silence, my actions spoke louder than words ever could.
Lily-Anne, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and consent, grasped my face forcefully, sealing our forbidden connection with a passionate kiss. I tasted my daughter’s lips, a sweet blend of bubble gum, a flavor that lingers on my tongue, forever etching this moment into our shared, twisted reality.
