They stayed like that for a moment, both of them catching their breath, the room filled with the sound of their heavy panting. Lin's body was limp, her legs still wrapped loosely around his waist, her eyes half-lidded as she stared up at the ceiling, dazed and completely spent.
Dick pulled out of her slowly, watching as she winced, her body still trembling from the intensity of it all. He stepped back, his eyes locked on the sight of her—legs spread, pussy swollen and leaking from everything he'd given her. Lin's breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving, the aftermath of their encounter leaving her utterly drained.
She struggled to sit up, bracing herself on the edge of the counter as her legs dangled weakly. Her hand reached for her discarded blouse, fingers trembling as she clutched it against her chest, trying to cover herself in some semblance of modesty.
Lin glanced up at him, her face flushed, eyes wide with the weight of what just happened. She opened her mouth, like she wanted to say something, but the words died before they even left her lips. What could she say? The shame was already settling in, with the lingering heat of their encounter.
Dick grabbed her tenderly, lifting Lin's trembling body from the counter and carrying her to the couch. She was still naked, her skin flushed and glistening with the afterglow of their encounter. Her body melted against his as he sat her on his lap, his still erect cock pressing between her swollen lips, the heat from her core radiating through him. The way her breath hitched with every slight movement told him she was still sensitive, her body riding the waves of her many orgasms.
He settled her down, adjusting her just enough so that her wetness grazed his length. Her lips parted in a soft whimper, her hips twitching involuntarily as she felt the friction. Dick didn't move yet, savoring the way her body responded to even the smallest touch, her moans spilling out in breathy gasps.
What Lin didn't know was that Liam was outside. Dick had caught sight of him a little after he started to fuck her, skulking near the stairwell like the rat he was. He knew the kid was watching now, eyes glued to them. Dick smirked, his hand sliding slowly down Lin's thigh, fingertips tracing her soft skin. This was part of the lesson—one that Liam wouldn't forget anytime soon.
He shifted his hips, just enough to press his cock against her entrance, teasing her. Lin moaned, her body trembling in his lap, the remnants of her last orgasm still rippling through her. She squirmed.
"Shh," Dick whispered in her ear, his voice low and commanding, "Relax. Let me take care of you."
Her body responded immediately, her muscles going slack as she leaned against him, her head falling back onto his shoulder. She was completely pliable, completely his. He slid his hand up her stomach, cupping her breast, his thumb brushing lazily over her nipple. She moaned softly, arching into his touch, her hips rolling unconsciously against him.
Dick wanted Liam to see his mother from a new perspective. Liam, a little bug playing hacker, thought he could ditch this hardworking woman after wringing money from unsuspecting students. If every student he'd exploited had been like Lana—guilty no matter the cause—maybe Dick wouldn't have been this harsh. But Liam targeted anyone he could reach, no moral compass, just a vermin looking for quick cash.
Lin shivered in his lap, her body still sensitive from the onslaught she'd just experienced. She had no idea her son was just outside the door, watching everything. It wasn't enough to break the kid with threats. Dick wanted him to feel the disgust, the rage of seeing his mother in this state—used, vulnerable, while he cowered like the coward he was.
Dick's hand trailed lazily over her skin, his fingers pressing into her flesh just enough to make her tremble. She was still so responsive, her hips jerking slightly every time he shifted beneath her.
His hand gripped her chin, pulling her head back so her ear was next to his lips. "You've been a good girl, Lin," he whispered, voice low and rough. "But there's more I need from you."
Her breath hitched, her body tensing for a moment before she melted back into his embrace. "Anything," she breathed, her voice barely audible.
Dick smirked, shifting his hips so the head of his cock brushed against her entrance again, teasing her. "I need to make sure you really want it," he murmured, letting his fingers graze her throat, feeling the way her pulse quickened under his touch.
Lin let out a soft whimper, her body betraying her. She couldn't help it. Every nerve was still on fire, her mind clouded from the pleasure he'd given her. "Please..." she whispered, her voice trembling, the shame she'd buried earlier bubbling back to the surface.
"Louder," he growled, his grip tightening just enough to make her gasp.
"Please, Dick... I-I need you," she whimpered, her voice louder now, desperation lacing her words. Her hips bucked against him, trying to get closer, but he held her still.
"Be honest always, okay?" Dick muttered, his hand sliding down to her waist, holding her steady as he positioned himself. He pushed into her again, slow at first, savoring the way her body reacted, the way she clenched around him, even more sensitive than before.
Her head fell back onto his shoulder, a broken moan escaping her lips. He felt her nails dig into his arms, her body arching as he started to thrust into her.
Outside the door, Liam was probably shaking, his fragile little world crumbling as he watched his mother getting fucked by a man of his age. Dick wanted him to see it all, to understand the depth of his failure, the consequences of playing with fire when you didn't know how to handle the burn.
He thrust harder, each movement more punishing, and Lin cried out, her body shaking as she tried to keep up. She was completely lost to it now, her mind swimming in a haze of pleasure and exhaustion. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body writhing against him, unable to control the way she responded.
Dick leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "You deserve better than this," he whispered, his voice a dark, low rumble. "Better than him."
Her body jerked at his words, a small sob escaping her lips as she clung to him, too overwhelmed to respond. She wasn't fighting it anymore. She couldn't. She was too far gone, too wrapped up in the pleasure and the shame, tangled together in a way she couldn't escape.
And outside, Liam had no choice but to watch.
Dick drove into her harder, faster now, his pace unrelenting. Lin's cries grew louder, her body trembling violently as she came again, her walls tightening around him like a vice. Dick grunted, feeling the pressure build inside him.
His grip tightened on her waist as he thrust deep one last time, his body shuddering as he released inside her. He could feel her shaking above him, completely spent, barely able to keep herself upright.
Liam, the idiot, had stayed through it all. Maybe out of shock, maybe out of some sick fascination. Either way, he didn't care.
Dick leaned back, pulling out of her slowly. He watched as Lin slumped forward, her body trembling, her breath ragged and uneven. She didn't say anything, just lay there, exhausted, completely undone.
Standing up, Dick adjusted his clothes, then leaned down and kissed Lin's lips. She was too far gone, her body twitching, her breath shallow, not responsive at all. Leaning into her ear, he whispered, "Everything's going to be better, I promise."
He straightened then turned toward the door. Liam, that little rat, was still standing outside. The kid hadn't moved an inch. His eyes were wide, frozen in place as the horror of what he'd just witnessed sank in. Dick smirked, stepping outside and closing the door behind him softly.
"You're a real piece of work, you know that?" Dick's voice cut through the silence like a knife.
Liam flinched but didn't speak, his face pale. He looked like he wanted to disappear, to sink into the floor and never come back. Dick relished the fear in the kid's eyes. This was what it looked like when a predator realized they weren't at the top of the food chain.
"Mom… she…" Liam stammered, his voice barely audible, shaking.
Standing up, Dick snapped, "Save it." He stepped closer, his shadow looming over Liam. "You've already fucked up enough. You think I'm here to have a heart-to-heart with you?"
Liam's mouth opened, then closed, like he couldn't quite decide whether to apologize or vomit. His hands shook at his sides, pale knuckles pressed against his thighs. His face was a mess—sweat trickled down his forehead, and his eyes darted everywhere but Dick's.
Dick clicked his tongue. "Pathetic."
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, swiping through the list of accounts Liam had siphoned money from. The little bastard thought he was clever, using burner accounts and third-party shells, but it had taken Dick all of five minutes to crack them wide open. The kid wasn't some mastermind. He was a thief playing with tools he didn't understand.
"You know," Dick said casually, scrolling through the numbers, "I could make all of this disappear. Clean slate for you. No one would ever know you tried to blackmail half the school." Liam's eyes flickered with hope, but Dick wasn't done. "But why the hell would I bother?"
With a few taps, he began reversing the transactions. One by one, the money Liam had stolen started flowing back to its rightful owners. Dick's smirk widened as he reached the last one. "And this…" he muttered, sending the final transfer to Lin's account, "goes to your mom."
Liam's head snapped up, a wild panic flashing in his eyes. "Wait! Don't—"
"Too late." Dick's voice was ice cold. "She's getting every dime you saved. That's right, it's hers now. Consider it payback for all the years she wasted on your sorry ass." He slipped the phone back into his pocket and stepped even closer until Liam was practically backed into the wall.
"You didn't think this through, did you?" Dick growled. "You're sloppy. Amateur. You thought you could squeeze a few bucks out of some poor kids and call it a day. Now look at you—watching your own mother get fucked because you're too stupid to know when you're in over your head."
Liam shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "I-I didn't know it would get this bad. I just—"
"Shut the fuck up." Dick's hand shot out, grabbing Liam by the collar and yanking him forward. Their faces were inches apart, and Liam could feel the heat of his mother from Dick's breath. "You don't get to play the victim here. You put yourself in this mess."
Liam whimpered, his legs barely holding him up under the weight of Dick's grip. "Please... don't tell the cops. I'll do anything. I'll leave town, I swear."
Dick let out a humorless laugh. "Leave town? What, you think you can just run away and this will all go away with you? Nah. I'm done playing games with you, kid. You're going down for this."
He shoved Liam backward, sending the kid stumbling against the wall. Reaching into his coat, Dick pulled out a small flash drive, twirling it between his fingers. "This," he said, holding it up, "has every little dirty secret you've been hiding. All the texts, the blackmail, the threats. It's all here."
Liam's eyes widened. "W-What are you gonna do?"
Dick pocketed the drive and cracked his neck. "I'm giving it to the police. Simple as that. By the time they're done with you, you'll be lucky if you're out in ten years."
Liam's face went white. "No… please… you don't understand—"
"I understand perfectly," Dick cut him off, his tone final. "You fucked over people who didn't deserve it. You dragged your mom into your bullshit. You're lucky I'm even giving you a chance to breathe right now."
Liam sank to the floor, his head in his hands. He was sobbing now, ugly, heaving breaths that did nothing to stop the inevitable. Dick watched him for a moment, then shook his head in disgust.
"You want advice?" Dick asked, his voice low. "Learn from this. If you survive what's coming, don't ever think about pulling this shit again.