Lilly laid back against the leather, panting and shaking with the last of her release. “That,” she said, turning to look at him. “…was freaking amazing.”
He grinned and said, “You come beautifully. Seeing that is never going to get old.”
“I should hope not,” she all but purred. Looking at his lap, she saw his straining erection.
“Regretfully,” he said, following the line of her eyes as he licked his fingers clean, “we don’t have time.”
She ran her fingertips along the prominent ridge of his cock and said, “I’ll take extra special care with it later.”
“No teasing, love,” he said, moving her hand to his thigh and holding it there.
Lilly looked at him from under her lashes and said, “Oh. I wasn’t teasing. That was absolutely a promise.”
He shook his head, a grin pulling at his lips. “I hope you eat well, love. You’re going to need your strength later.”
“I’ll be sure to eat my vegetables,” she said as she relaxed into him.
“See that you do,” he said, laughing softly.
Moments later, she felt the motion as the car began to parallel park.
“I can barely parallel park my tiny little car. I can’t imagine parallel parking this boat,” she said, kind of in awe of the driver’s skills.
****
By the time everyone had settled in to the leather seats at the small, upscale bar after dinner, Lilly had finally started to relax. She’d been incredibly nervous to meet Talan’s friends. It was different when it was one on one, and then quite another thing when there would be several of them. Everyone had been incredibly nice to her. Well, almost everyone.
Their first stop had been Lachlan’s place. When they had entered the vehicle and introductions had been made, Lilly found herself somewhat surprised by Lachlan’s taste. Regina seemed nice enough, but she didn’t strike her as the brightest.
As they had continued on to their second destination, they made idle chitchat. Lilly couldn’t help but feel a little out of place, being the only human among them. Talan seemed to sense her unrest because in mid-sentence, he reached down to twine his fingers with hers.
She gave his hand a squeeze and continued to listen as Regina talked about her job. She was a photographer. Lilly found it fascinating that she was able to adapt to not being able to shoot anything outdoors during the day. She found herself really involved in the conversation when the vehicle finally stopped to pick up the last of their party—Stefano and Colette.
Stefano was exceedingly polite and more than a little shocked, as she hadn’t expected to see Talan with a date. Colette on the other hand immediately asked, “You’re dating a human?”
Talan bristled at her question. She’d felt him tense up as he stiffly answered, “Yes. I am.”
“At least it’s a constant source of food,” Colette said, an expression on her face that bordered on disgust.
Lilly’s face flamed. What a bitch! Colette had reduced her only value to that of a snack. Before she even had a chance to speak, Stefano said, “Colette! That’s highly inappropriate.”
She rolled her eyes and said, “Apologies to you and your little human friend.”
Talan chose to ignore her entirely, squeezed her hand, then turned back to Lachlan.
“I have a name,” she said, correcting Colette. “It’s Lilly.”
A thinly veiled look of contempt passed over Colette’s face but she nodded.
Stefano shot her an apologetic look. She merely shrugged as if to say, “Don’t know what her problem is,” and then turned back to Regina.
To her credit, Regina had tried to smooth things over and invite Colette into their conversation. Instead of accepting the olive branch, she had merely ignored them and monopolized Stefano’s attention.
They went to small French restaurant first and had dinner. She found herself completely unsurprised when she excused herself to go to the ladies room and Regina hopped up to go with her. The second they walked into the bathroom, Regina said, “What a bitch! The first time I met her she seemed a little cool, but this is outrageous.”
Lilly laughed as she moved into a stall and said, “She really seems to have an issue with my being a human. Is it really that big of a deal?”
They continued to talk for a few minutes more before they left. Regina’s outright censure of Colette’s behavior made her feel much better. She really didn’t know if she could take it, if everyone was so nasty about her relationship with Talan.
The rest of the dinner went off without a hitch. Seemingly out of nowhere, Colette warmed up to her. She wasn’t exactly friendly, but she stopped being outright rude, which was more than enough to satisfy Lilly.
As Talan promised, Lilly had been able to enjoy the scrunched-up look of distaste on Lachlan’s face as he drank the Clan MacGregor.
“Christ, lass. That’s bloody awful,” he complained. “How can people drink that shite?”
Lilly laughed and said, “Beats me. I try to stay on the middle shelf.”
As Lachlan laughed, Regina watched the byplay between them in confusion. Lilly explained the back story to her. By the end of the explanation, Regina was grinning.
“You’re a brave woman, messing with a man’s Scotch, Lilly,” Regina said, laughing. “Especially that one.”
Lachlan gave Regina an affectionate smile and turned his attention back to Talan and Stefano.
Stefano, who hadn’t spoken more than a dozen words to her the entire evening after the exchange in the car, looked at Talan and said, “I can see why that would appeal to you. You must get tired of everyone bowing and scraping.”
“It does get a bit old,” Talan acknowledged.
As the evening continued on, Lachlan had his second Scotch of the night. Lilly was completely gratified when he sipped it and said, “That’s not altogether bad. I might even like it.”
Eventually, they all climbed back into the limo. Lilly had indulged in a Martini, so she was feeling pleasantly relaxed as she pressed into Talan’s side. He looked down at her as she nuzzled into him and smiled.
She was listening to Regina and Colette discuss what seemed to be Colette’s favorite topic—herself. She’d be glad to see the end of this evening. Even when she was being decent, Lilly couldn’t find much to like about Colette.
Regina, though incredibly giggly and slightly dim, seemed to be trying her hardest to make Lilly feel welcome. When the conversation died down, she tried to draw Lilly back into it. “So, Lilly. Where are you from? You’ve got an accent that I can’t quite place.”
“Oh,” she said. “I’m from the Midwest originally. Kansas. I moved to Toronto when I was fourteen.”
“That must’ve been a big change,” Regina prompted.
Lilly was about to respond when Colette said, “Kansas is a dump. Be glad you got out of there.”
While she wouldn’t go as far as to call it a dump, she definitely didn’t have any desire to go back there. She imagined it would probably be painful. She hadn’t been back since her parents died.
“I don’t know if I’d call it a dump, but it’s definitely not on the list of places I’d like to go back to,” she admitted. “You’ve been?”
Colette gave her a withering look and turned away. Jesus Christ. She couldn’t win with this woman!
Regina smiled sympathetically at her and said, “You think Kansas sucks, try Marseilles during the plague.”
Lilly made a face and said, “I’m good, thanks. That sounds awful.”
When Colette shifted closer to Stefano, Regina rolled her eyes as if to say, “Clingy much?”
Stefano didn’t seem to mind, though. He gave her an indulgent look, then leaned down to whisper something in her ear. When Colette laughed in response, the tiny hairs on the back of Lilly’s neck stood up. It was just a sound, but her body had an incredibly visceral reaction to it. It was the laugh that she heard in her nightmares. Chilled, Lilly stiffened against Talan’s side.
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nbsp; Talan looked down at her questioningly, apparently feeling her tension. She just shook her head in response and hoped he understood what that meant. He gave her a concerned look, squeezed her against his side, but said no more. Clearly, they’d be talking about this later.
Lilly did her best to refocus on the conversation but found it difficult. When Stefano and Colette were dropped off, she finally felt like she could breathe again.
As the car door closed, everyone exhaled and looked at each other. The silence was almost deafening until Lachlan remarked, “Well, she was a pleasant lass.”
As they all started to laugh, the tension seemed to dissipate.
Talan said, “I’ve got no idea where he found her, but if it’s all the same to you, I’d rather not subject Lilly or myself to her company again. She was unforgivably rude.”
Lachlan held up his hands and said, “We met her once before, Talan. Remember the SATI fundraiser in Tahoe? She was a wee bit standoffish, but nothing like that. Lilly, I am so sorry. I thought it would be a nice evening out, but she was incredibly ugly to you.”
“Not your fault, Lachlan,” Lilly said. “I don’t see us being besties, but at least she stopped being outright nasty for the most part.”
Regina laughed and said, “I don’t exactly see any slumber parties in our future, either. She just seems really angry.”
“Slumber parties?” Lachlan asked, looking speculatively between the two women.
Lilly shook her head at Lachlan and then dryly said to Regina, “You’ve got him picturing us slow motion pillow fighting in our panties. You realize that, right?”
Regina looked at her, shock written all over her face, and then looked at Lachlan for confirmation.
“I’m only a man, sweetheart,” Lachlan said in his defense when Regina shot him a scolding look.
His voice entirely monotone, Talan said, “Well. This has been such a pleasant evening. I’m so sorry it has to end.”
Lilly leaned back against him again and agreed. “It certainly has been rather special.”
The conversation wound down from there, and Lilly was grateful for the silence when Lachlan and Regina bid them both a good night.
As the door closed, she said, “Well, that was fun.”
“I’m so sorry, love. I had no idea that was who Stefano was bringing. I remember her now. I met her through a friend a few years back. She was unpleasant then but her behavior tonight was inexcusable.”
Talan shifted her until she sat on his lap. Exhausted, Lilly laid her head against his chest and asked, “Will it make people that angry all the time? My being with you and being human?”
“That was an incredibly extreme reaction,” Talan said. “I shouldn’t think so.”
“I really hope not. That was pretty intense,” she said.
“So was your reaction earlier. You froze up for a second. What was that about?”
“Her laugh,” she admitted. “It’s the same one I can’t get out of my head from when my family was attacked.”
“Weren’t they caught?”
Lilly nodded, and then said, “They were. I’ve been hearing that laugh in my nightmares for years, though. It threw me.”
“Do you think...” Talan trailed off.
“I don’t know, honestly. I heard some male voices I wouldn’t be able to identify and then her laugh. When they found two people, they eventually admitted to it and implicated the third. I didn’t ask questions. I assumed, but now I’m not sure.”
He took her hand and brushed his lips against her palm. “I’ll make some subtle inquiries to see if maybe she was in the area at the time. It’s a place to start.”
“You really don’t have to do that,” she said.
“She was a nasty piece of work, love. It would make me feel better to rule it out,” he admitted. “I take care of what’s mine.”
Instead of feeling objectified by his statement, she had to admit, it was kind of a turn on. She murmured, “I love you,” against his neck.
Talan wrapped his arms around her, gave her a gentle squeeze, and then said, “I love you too.”
Chapter Fourteen
Lilly pressed her lips against the side of his throat and gently worked her way up to his earlobe. He tilted his neck, silently encouraging her to continue. As she licked and sucked at his salty skin, his cock hardened to the point of pain. She nipped at the cords of his neck, and seemed to revel in his sharp intake of breath, if her soft moan was any indication.
“Lilly,” he said, his voice strained.
“Tell me,” she asked. “Has anyone ever sucked your cock in the back of this limo?”
“No,” he said, his voice thick with need. “That would be an entirely unique experience for me, love.”
Lilly licked a trail up the side of his neck and then said, “Let’s try that, then.”
Talan sucked in a shallow breath as she slid off his lap and knelt on the floor of the limo. Her eyes were filled with desire when she rubbed her hand over his cock through his dress slacks.
“Yes,” he agreed, enjoying the way she massaged him. “Let’s.”
She undid the buckle of his belt, then unbuttoned his pants, never breaking eye contact. When she slowly undid the zipper, he sprang up against the inside of his boxers. Smiling, she reached in through the flap, pulling his cock out.
Lilly gave it one long, slow stroke from root to tip that had him groaning.
“Fuck,” he said. “Put your mouth on me, love.”
He watched through a haze of need and lust as she licked around the head of his cock like it was an ice cream cone. Seconds later, her mouth enveloped him with a firm suction that had him itching to take charge of the movements.
When she worked her mouth up and down his rigid length, he felt himself begin to throb in her hot little mouth. His hands tightened into fists as her tongue caressed the sensitive underside of his cock. The wet warmth of her mouth was driving him wild.
His hips began rocking of their own volition. Every time he managed to get the motion under control, she renewed her assault, adding subtle pressure or suction. Able to stand no more, he slid one hand into her hair, gripping a handful of curls. Slowly, he guided her mouth up and down his shaft in sure strokes that had his balls aching to explode.
He almost lost it when he heard her moan in response to his taking charge. Though she didn’t seem the type to give over control in her everyday life, Lilly seemed to have no problem letting him control things in the bedroom. When he groaned and gripped her hair even tighter still, she whimpered in response.
The sexy little sounds she made were amazing. Groaning, he asked, “Do you like it when I fuck your mouth, Lilly?”
Though he couldn’t make out the muffled sound, he saw the answer in her eyes.
“If I touched your tight little cunt right, it would be soaked. Wouldn’t it, Lilly”
He felt his balls tighten and pull closer to his body at her helpless moan. “Fuck,” he groaned.
She continued to suck, swirling her tongue around him. Every so often she made these little noises of pleasure that only amplified his need.
Eventually, when he could take no more, he ground out, “I’m going to come, love. Swallow every drop for me. That’s it. That’s it.”
Even as he exploded in her mouth, he could feel himself nudge the back of her throat. She swallowed him down, holding him deep in her mouth until he began to soften.
As she released him, the car came to a stop. They both scrambled to right themselves. She gasped for breath as she slid back up onto the seat.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my entire life,” she confessed.
As the driver opened their door, he whispered, “I’m going to fuck you absolutely senseless the moment we get to my suite.”
Lilly said, “I’m counting on that,” as she slid across the seat and then stood next to the car. Talan followed closely, slipping out of the car.
He gave one last nod to the driver and
said, “Thank you, William. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“You too, sir,” he said, looking at him strangely.
By the time they made it upstairs and into his suite, Talan was hard as a rock again. The second she closed the door, he hauled her up into his arms and strode to the bedroom. He set her down on the bed with a bounce.
He stood at the foot of the bed, watching her like a predator stalking its prey. Eventually he said, “Pull up your skirt, Lilly.”
He watched her closely for any signs of hesitation. He didn’t want to push her further than she was willing to go. When she hiked the skirt up to her waist, her eyes filled with desire, and he groaned. He could see that the pink satin she wore was soaked. He groaned as her scent filled the air.
He knelt on the bed between her thighs, then reached up and grabbed the strings that held her panties together. He vaguely thought about taking them off, but then he saw her eyes dilate with lust and pleasure. Snapping the strings, he tore them off.
Shocked arousal was written all over her face when she said, “Oh God.”
He lowered himself until he was at eye level with her glistening cunt and said, “I’ll buy you another pair.”
As he ran his tongue from her opening up to her clit in one firm stroke, she moaned, “I don’t care about the panties. Just don’t stop.”
He flicked his tongue against her throbbing clit and slid two fingers into her tight channel. Talan fucked her with his fingers while he lapped at her pussy, making small sounds of pleasure as he went along. She wasn’t kidding, he realized. She was incredibly turned on. A few flicks of his tongue later, she came apart underneath him, screaming his name.
As she tried to catch her breath, he said, “Up.”
She blinked at him and moaned, “I don’t know if my legs can even move. Where are we going?”
“You’ll like this,” he said as he reached over and helped her up. “I promise.”
Positioning her so she stood next to the bed, he leaned her over it, then flipped up her skirt, As he reached into the nightstand to grab a condom, she looked over her shoulder at him with those lust-glazed eyes.
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