Gilded Lily(44)

Renee dismissed the introduction. “Now, Lily, what are we going to do about this rain?” She pointed to the windows where the treetops had begun to sway and the dark clouds let loose with a curtain of rain.

“Oh, my,” Lily said as she looked to Adam. “I didn’t bring an umbrella.”

“You can stay here until it stops,” Adam said, hoping she’d stay and grateful the rain gave her a reason to.

“That would be wonderful,” Renee said as she patted the cushion next to her. “Adam, come and sit beside me. I’ve not had the chance to get to know you.”

He glanced at Lily and winked before resting on the couch next to Renee. His hands continued to hide his zipper as he stretched his legs out in front of him.

Lily sat on the arm of the large leather chair. Adam watched as her attention remained focused on the rain spattering the glass. Renee asked him another question, but he didn’t really hear it. Didn’t really care.

“Adam?” Renee asked again.

“Huh?”

“Tony tells me you’re a little bit fond of our dear Lily.”

Adam pulled his gaze over to Renee. Who was she to act as if she owned his flower? “Our Lily?”

Renee gave him a smug grin and nodded toward the chair where Lily had settled. “And,” Renee continued, “you’d like to fuck her.”

Adam tried not to let the sting hit. Yes, he wanted to fuck Lily, but the question was would she let him? Who was this woman, and what was her connection to Lily? “Yes, I want to fuck her. What’s going on here? What is this?” Adam waved his hand between the two women.

Lily turned to him, then looked back to the window. What was going through that pretty head of hers? She looked so sad, yet curious. Did she want to fuck him as much as he wanted to touch her? God, he was going crazy.

“Between Lily and myself? We have an interesting agreement. I might be living with Tony, but I get the perks of Lily’s unique talents for pleasing. Let’s just say the three of us have an arrangement that is a win-win situation.” Renee smirked. “Lily, I think Adam needs tending to. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Adam leaned back, letting Renee’s explanation suffice for the time being.

Lily cleared her throat and walked over to the sofa. “I’d say you could relieve his tension very well.”

“And you’d like to watch?” Renee asked with a peaked brow.

Lily looked straight into Adam’s eyes, transfixing him. “I’d like that very much.”

Adam shifted nervously in his seat. The idea of fucking someone made his dick jump. The idea of two women in the same room offering to take care of his needs was a dream come true. “Ladies, you’re discussing me as if I don’t have a say in the matter.”

Lily slithered over the leather arm of the couch and rested close to him. So close, in fact, Adam could smell the sweet scent of raspberry on her breath. “Now, Adam,” she cooed. “Let Renee please you while I watch. I promise you’ll like it. She’s very experienced and worthy of any man’s cock.” Lily ran her slender finger over his chin like the seductive vixen he knew was hiding behind her submissive facade. “Be a good boy and let her take you.”

Before he could protest, her soft lips were on his. He was generous, giving her everything they both craved. Where was his timid little Lily? This woman was a vixen.

Lily rubbed her breasts against his biceps, slicing through his resolve. Adam’s body shuddered at the feeling of her hard, tank-top-covered nipples pressing against his bare skin. The thin material did nothing to hide the peaks rubbing on the taut muscle. His erection was already thudding beneath his jeans. Now, it fucking screamed to get out.

Lily continued to give him her deep kisses as Renee went to work on his zipper.

Adam was so caught up in the heat of Lily’s mouth he barely noticed when Renee had moved onto the floor between his knees. She unfastened the metal button and tugged on his jean shorts. He lifted his hips to make the task easier. The black underwear hugged his hips as she jerked the material down to his thighs. He flexed his abdomen with each breath. When had this gone from questioning to fucking? God, he didn’t care as long as Lily kept kissing him.

He looked down at Renee and then back to Lily. Renee pulled his faded T-shirt over his head and sat back on her heels. Lily steadily stroked her hand over his chest, easing his breath with each stroke.

“Look at me, Adam,” Lily said as Renee finally pulled his underwear down over his knees. She lightly pressed her lips to his ear as his erection bounced free. “Let her please you. Let her take you inside.”