Gilded Lily(59)
“Let me see, Rabbit. I think I shall drink you first…then eat you!”
Renee smiled and reclined onto the lounger. Lily skipped over and sat down next to her. And there they were, encapsulated in the protective luminance of the torch, alone, barely able to hear the music coming from the back lawn of the house.
Lily leaned over and cupped her mouth to whisper in Renee’s ear. “Now, Rabbit, I want to kiss you. Would that be to your liking?”
Renee nodded, her head bouncing the large, fuzzy bunny ears.
“Good.”
Renee turned to Lily and closed her eyes. Lily slid the tip of her tongue over the soft, plump flesh of Renee’s lips. Renee sighed. “Open for me, Rabbit,” Lily whispered before darting her tongue into Renee’s inviting mouth. Lily ran her finger along the rim of Renee’s white half mask. “I love the way you taste,” she said as she played with the pink cravat loosely tied around Renee’s slender neck. Again she plunged into Renee’s mouth. Slowly, seductively, Lily slid her hand down the front of Renee’s white satin panties.
Lily sneaked her fingers under the thin waistband to find the tightly coiled feminine curls already wet and ready for her. Renee spread her thighs, pumping her hips to meet Lily’s working fingers. Lily tilted her head, plunging her tongue deep into Renee’s mouth, tasting fresh mint and sweet sugar. Lily savored the tenderness, the warmth that spread through her languid arms, making her body feel hot and achy.
ADAM GOT INTO the black Mercedes parked on the gravel path at the back of the stable house. Tony had sent one of the guests to take him to the party. The gentleman dropped him off at the end of the drive leading to the house. As he walked down the dark lane, he adjusted the long black cloak Tony had picked out. He straightened the white bow tie around his neck for the third time and pulled his white half mask into place. When he arrived, many of the guests were already walking around, talking and laughing. Tony was standing on the front veranda. As Adam approached, he studied Tony, who was leaning against one of the huge white pillars. He looked stunning. The slightly tilted greenery wreath sitting on his head was laced with small grapes. Beige fabric trimmed in gold was draped across his powerful body, hiding only what needed to be hidden.
The rational side of Adam wanted to be appalled that he’d looked over a man’s body with such admiration. There was another side, deep inside, that scanned Tony’s muscular physique with more than sheer admiration, and that lingering voice needed to see more of Tony, more of what was hiding behind the loose robe. The war within was a losing battle for rationality. Adam’s cock responded with grand enthusiasm. He tried to will the damn thing back down, but it was no use. There was something fucking sexy about the man, and he needed to explore this feeling. If not for himself, then for Lily.
Tony was holding a couple of bottles of wine. One had already been opened, and he freely drank from it. His white domino mask covered the greater portion of his handsome face. Adam caught his breath when he walked up the steps. Tony’s body was still bronzed from lying out in the sun the other day. Adam tried to avert his eyes, but the sight was mesmerizing.
Tony grabbed Adam’s elbow and pulled him close. Adam’s black cloak brushed against Tony’s bare legs. Adam couldn’t pull his attention away from the erotic picture of Tony’s muscled arm twitching as he lifted the bottle to take a long drink. Adam swallowed past the dry lump in his throat. “You look better than I imagined you would. Oh, hell, I’m lying. You look every bit as good as I imagined,” Adam said. He stared at Tony through his white domino mask.
“Flatboy cut that suit perfectly. You’re no phantom, that’s for sure. You’re true flesh and blood.”
Adam was confused. He was supposed to be the phantom? “But I’m supposed to be—”
“You’re too fucking handsome to be a phantom.” Tony raised his lips in a seductive grin and handed Adam the open bottle of wine. “Take a drink of Dionysus’s wine. It’ll make you want to do devilish things.”
Adam took a long drink and handed the bottle back to Tony. He leaned in close to whisper in Tony’s ear. “And what if I don’t need your wine to do those things?”
Tony winked before taking a swig from the bottle. “Come with me, then.”
As they made their way through the house, Tony stopped only briefly to kiss a few of the women on the cheek. One pulled on Tony’s arm, pleading with him to take her outside. Tony promised he’d tend to her later and kept walking. Several of the women winked at Adam as he passed by. A few of the men stared at him. Could they tell he was holding a secret? He couldn’t believe he had such a secret. I want to touch Tony again.