Tony glanced over at Adam. “I missed you both. Come here.”
Lily wasn’t sure how she felt about the tilt of his lips. The serene, sensual lift of his mouth didn’t match the lifeless expression in his dark eyes. The way her sex wet for his voice was a stolen command. She hadn’t willed it. She wanted to run into his arms, have him crush her with his embrace, and tell her everything was going to be okay. That he’d always be sitting on her windowsill bench in the morning. He’d be there to prepare her bath.
The smooth way he tilted his head, letting her know she’d received a command, was as it should be. As it always had been. The depths of his gaze revealed the truth. This was their beginning. A journey that might take a week, a day, a month. The intense emotion felt as if it was the beginning of their good-bye.
Lily’s knees shook. She bit her bottom lip to keep her chin from trembling, but it did anyway. With her neck firm, head forward, eyes straight, she slid her hand from Adam’s safe grip and walked to her dominant.
“Adam,” Tony said as he lifted her skirt and apron, “did you enjoy my poppet’s cunt?” Lily winced when Tony slid two fingers into her swollen channel. “Was she wet when you pinned her against the wall?”
Lily slumped against Tony’s strong shoulder, wrapping her arms around his waist to keep from falling as he lazily pumped his wrist. He smelled like smoke and earthly musk. A hint of another woman’s floral perfume lingered beneath, tickling her nose. She sniffed. “Tony…”
“Shh.” She felt his breath wisp across her temple before he tenderly kissed the shell of her ear. “I saw you, poppet,” he whispered. “I saw every dirty moment when he raised you against that wall and filled your pretty little cunt with his big cock. Did you like it?”
Lily felt the heartbeat in her throat thrum harder and harder.
“Did you, poppet?”
“Yes,” she struggled to say through a muted sob. “Yes, Tony, I loved it.”
He flicked his fingers several times deep inside her body, making her hips buck forward. “Tony!”
“Hey, now this looks like a party.”
Lily looked over her shoulder to see a tall gentleman dressed in leather chaps and a cowboy hat walking into the kitchen.
Adam reached out, catching the guy in the chest. “Not that kind of party. She’s mine.”
The cowboy shoved at Adam’s hand, but Adam took a fistful of the guy’s silver-snapped shirt and ran the guy against the wall. “She’s mine.”
Tony rushed away so fast Lily spun around, almost hitting her hip on the center island.
“Adam!” Tony shouted and tugged on Adam’s arm. “Let him go. Come on. Let him go.”
Adam reluctantly backed away from the man. “No other men, Tony. I mean it.”
“Adam?” Lily hesitantly approached the other side of the kitchen. She wrung her hands together, waiting to see if it was wise to come over.
He turned around, came up in two steps, and crushed his lips against her mouth. Instinctively, she opened to his lapping tongue, tilting her head to slide her tongue deep into the warm cavern of his mouth.
“God,” he muttered between deep kisses, “he can touch you, but you’re mine now, Lily. Okay? Okay?” He palmed her flushed cheeks and kissed her mouth again. “I want Tony to touch you, so fucking help me; I even want to see his dick going into you, but no one else. No one, Lily. No one. God, you taste so fucking good.”
Lily tilted her head back to catch her breath. His voice was an elixir, intoxicating her more and more with each word that floated out of his delicious mouth. “I want you, Adam. I need you.” She skimmed her hands over the lapels of his tuxedo jacket, wishing it was his hot skin instead of silky fabric. “But I need…” She tried to say something, but the thought of Tony’s fingers sliding inside her body pulled at her thoughts. “I need…” She couldn’t say it. She couldn’t let him know how confused she felt. How lost and alone she’d be without her dominant.
How devastated and tormented she’d be without her dominant.
Without her dominant…
“Tony,” Adam said and grabbed Lily’s hand. “Let’s go. I want to take her to the woods.” Lily looked around Adam’s broad shoulders. Tony was leaning against the wall, a smile on his face. “Now!”
Lily startled and willingly let Adam lead her out the kitchen doors. An uneasy flutter rolled through her belly. She glanced back over her shoulder. Tony was lazily strolling behind as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Lily looked over at Adam, who was walking them across the lawn at a breakneck pace. She took a deep breath, trying to keep up. Adam let her hand go and tenderly pressed his palm against the small of her back, at the same time slowing down their frantic pace. Her heartbeat instantly soothed to a more tolerable pace. He leaned down and touched his lips to the crown of her head.