Gilded Lily(61)

LILY KNEW HER rabbit was getting close. Renee locked her thighs around Lily’s hand.

“Oh, Lily, it feels so good,” Renee moaned as Lily massaged her clit, making her hips writhe off the lounger.

Lily trailed tender kisses down Renee’s neck as she worked her body to release. “Touch me, Rabbit.”

“I c-can’t. You can’t come yet.”

Lily suckled the sensitive flesh behind her ear. “Why not?” she coaxed. “I’ll make you come.” Lily plunged two fingers deep into Renee’s sheath and rolled the pad of her thumb over the little wet knot.

Renee gasped for air. “B-because Tony said not yet.” Renee lifted her hips and rested one leg over Lily’s spread thigh as she tilted her head back. “Make me come now.” With her rabbit’s command, Lily flicked the two fingers she had buried inside Renee’s smooth channel. She felt the knot inside swell as she worked her fingers, and Renee came in spurts of warm liquid all over her hand. She waited for Renee’s breaths to slow, then withdrew from her panties.

Lily hung her head as if she had been slapped in the face. “Why won’t Tony let me come yet?”

“Oh, Lily, he has special plans for you tonight.” Renee pulled her against her panting chest and kissed her on the cheek. “Don’t worry. You’re going to come until your body aches from head to toe.”

Lily looked up into Renee’s dark eyes but didn’t feel like smiling. Couldn’t Renee disobey Tony this once?

Lily thought about it. Not getting what she most desired tormented her. Tony knew it would. That made her smile. This was the passionate desire—the hunger.



ADAM FOUND AN empty chair nestled beside the tall grass at the edge of the lawn. The Scotch Tony had given him was a nice elixir, easing his nerves and filling him with enough courage to muse over what he’d done to Tony in the woods.

He sipped the smooth drink and patiently watched as people walked by. Everyone had their masks neatly in place to hide their true identities. He scanned each woman, trying to see if his Lily was hiding under the many gowns and cartoon-inspired characters. A pirate woman walked by and slowed as she started to pass Adam. She turned and stared directly at him. He returned the stare, tempting her to come over. When she finally reached him, he looked up at her grinning face. It wasn’t Lily.

“May I please you?” she asked. He simply shook his head and took a long drink from the glass tumbler. She politely excused herself and moved on to the next guest.

Something white flashed in the flickering lights beyond one of the refreshment tables. Adam leaned his elbows on his knees and focused on the couple. A slender brown woman dressed as a rabbit with jacket and vest snugly fitted to her toned body looked in his direction as if she sensed he was watching. She smiled, and he returned a grin of his own. Thank God he had the mask on so she couldn’t see him blushing.

Adam watched. The large African-American man kneeling behind her was fucking her so ferociously she could barely stay on all fours.

The woman kept her gaze focused on Adam as the man, dressed in a top hat and tails, pounded against her ass. The sexy smile melted away as her neck tensed and she moaned. Adam couldn’t take his eyes from her as he watched her body writhe, stretching and releasing. Adam felt his own cock swell at the sight.

Feeling like a voyeuristic third wheel, he got up and decided to fetch one of the fat Cuban cigars he’d spotted sitting on a silver tray inside the house. He continued to closely inspect the guests as they passed by. No Lily, or so he thought. Some women were dressed as men; if not for their size, he wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference. He walked around the house to the front, finding guests seated on the large loungers, relaxing and drinking, enjoying one another’s company.

He spotted Tony with the woman he’d kissed when they had entered the party. She was sitting on his lap. Adam looked closer. She wasn’t just sitting. She was pumping his cock into her pussy from under her Queen Anne skirt. Adam smiled, and she smiled back with a grin that looked lopsided from the bright red lipstick that had been smeared halfway across her painted white cheek.

Adam stepped across the threshold into another world. The scene was an erotic carnival of female laughter and deep growls of release permeating the air. He walked into the room where the table with the silver platter was. As he snipped the cigar and rolled the tip in his mouth, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. Lily! He quickly turned around to find a petite woman staring up at him. She was obviously Little Bo Peep, with her light pink dress all decked out with white-and-yellow lace.