Gilded Lily(55)

“What did you mean when you said Tony gave you a ring?”

“He gave me this little plastic ring that I put inside me, and it keeps me from getting pregnant.”

Adam laughed. “I didn’t feel anything plastic in there.”

“I’m surprised, the way your thing almost reached my tonsils.” She reached across his chest and rubbed his forearm. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t trap you like that. I promise.”

“I never thought you would.”

Lily suddenly felt the gravity of the situation. “I hope you’re not angry with me.”

“Never. I’ve been waiting for you. And about yesterday, I want you to know I was an ass, and I’m sorry.” He stroked the small of her back. It tickled, but she wasn’t about to pull away from his touch. She’d waited too long to feel it.

“I should’ve been more understanding,” she said. “I can only imagine how weird you must think I am.”

“Nick didn’t.” Her whole body tensed. “I mean, he liked for you to watch him, didn’t he?”

“How did you know about that?”

“Tony told me.” He brushed the sweat-soaked strands of hair from her face. “It’s all right. He’s my brother, and I love him no matter what. I had to get used to the idea. Tony helped me with it.”

She let her body soften again. “Nicholas used to call me his Lily Flower.”

“Well, now you’re my Lily Flower.” He rolled over on top of her, pinning her beneath his muscled frame. Lily flinched when she felt his erect cock nudge her opening. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He gently pressed the palm of his hand against her sex. “You’re so swollen. Oh, God, Lily, I’m sorry. We should’ve taken it slower.”

She held his face in her hands and kissed his lips. “It was perfect. I’m going to be sore. That’s to be expected. It’ll pass, and we can do it again soon.”

He bowed his forehead, resting it against hers. “I told you, I’m not normal. No woman would want this so often. I can’t help it.”

Lily felt his pain deep in her chest. “Oh, Adam, you’re built for pleasure. My body will adjust. Please be patient. For now, I’m going to soak in a warm bath.”

She kissed him on the cheek and scooted out from underneath him. He turned on his side, leaning up on his elbow to watch her pull the satin robe over her shoulders. The strained look on his face made her heart break. “It’s okay,” she promised as she crawled off the bed. “Don’t worry.”

“Lily?”

She stopped at the top of the stairs and turned to him. “Yes?”

“I want to please you. I know Nick couldn’t in all the ways you needed. Please give me a chance.”

She smiled. He looked so handsome all sprawled out on the bed like a Greek god. Her Greek god, asking for her to give him a chance. Like her heart could do anything but. She pressed her fingertips to her lips, then blew him a sensual kiss before turning and walking down the stairs.

Lily cringed with each step as she tried to make her way back up the path. She was relieved when she finally made it up the stairs and into her bedroom. The clock read 4:35. She threw the robe on the bathroom floor and started the bath water. She’d call Tony today and tell him what she’d done. Her belly fluttered with the thought. He was going to be so proud of her. Hell, she was quite proud of herself.

The burning between her legs was intense. Adam had been bigger than she ever thought possible. She eased her shaking hand over the swollen lips to feel the semen still dripping from her channel. When she inspected her hand, she found a few spots of blood. She grinned at the thought of him wanting to be so careful. In time, he’ll fit nicely.

The comforting sensation of the hot water was interrupted as she sank the source of her ache beneath the surface. Soon, the pain ceased and she let the heat soothe her. As she closed her eyes, she saw Adam’s face, so beautiful. He had branded her his Lily Flower. She giggled. She was someone’s Lily Flower again, and this time she could have all of that someone.

The feel of strong arms wrapped around her waist, caressing not only her sensitive skin but the weary anxiety beneath, had been comforting. The thought of his rough fingers sliding over her hips made her want to run back to the stable house and tell him that she couldn’t live without him. His strong presence was making her body ignite with excited uneasiness, making her feel safe. He was the balance to her newfound confidence. In this world that shunned her for wanting both, to be the submissive and in control. A world that told her she was a freak, an abomination to all womankind for wanting to submit to a man. Adam enveloped her fears without even trying. His loving touch eased the terror that was always bubbling beneath the surface of everything she attempted to make good.