Adam rubbed the back of his neck. “She went to a psychiatrist?”
Tony lay back down. “For quite a while, from what she’s told me. At least until after she and Keith split. He had her convinced something was wrong with her. Lily opened me up, Adam. I thought I was her teacher, and I quickly found out she was mine.” Tony squinted up at Adam. “Do you care about her?”
“I’ve cared about her longer than she knows.” Adam lay on his back next to Tony. “Nick’s letters were filled with stories about his Lily Flower. I guess I fell for the woman on the pages.”
“And…”
“And what? I come here to get my brother’s things and find an intriguing, stunningly sexy, and vulnerable woman.”
“And…”
“And I don’t know. God, Tony, I have to have her. I’ve never met another woman like her. She likes to fuck as much as I do; only she doesn’t do it with men. It’s like I’m in some kind of nightmare and can’t get out.” Adam gazed up at the floating clouds. It was as if they were the same ones that floated by when he and Nick would lie on the lawn, bikes tossed aside, while they argued over which cloud looked like Darth Vader and which one looked like Yoda. His smile couldn’t quite reach its potential. He wondered if it ever would again. “I never expected this to happen.”
“What to happen?” Tony asked.
“For my ideal woman to have been my brother’s girlfriend. Or lover. Or whatever in the hell she was to him.”
Tony sat up. “What do you mean, girlfriend?”
Adam folded his arms across his chest. “I just figured Nick and Lily had slept together. But Lily told me she hadn’t been with a man in a while. She even said they hadn’t been together. So I’m not sure what went on between them.”
“Adam, I think you have the wrong idea about Lily and your brother.”
“How so?”
“Did your brother ever tell you about the people he dated?”
“Sure. There were a couple of women several years ago, but he dated around until his letters started to concentrate on Lily. I figured they were—”
“They weren’t dating, Adam. Nick was gay.”
Adam sat straight up. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes, I do. Why do you think he and Lily were so close?” Tony paused, and Adam felt his gut clench. Surely Nick would’ve shared something that important with his brother.
“Holy shit.” Adam rubbed his forehead. “She would watch him fuck another guy?” Tony patted him squarely on the back. “And she loved it. So did he. Don’t be upset with your brother. It was simply his thing. We all have urges. Nicholas’s preference didn’t involve men and women, only men.”
“But he wrote about her as if he was in love with her.”
“He was. They were like kids when they were together. They spent almost every day hanging out. They were very close.” Tony rolled over onto his stomach and stretched his lean body out to its full length.
Adam tried not to watch his naked body moving to get comfortable.
“Nicholas never had the stomach for her punishments though. He’d always make some excuse to leave. Oh, he’d stay every once in a while if Lily begged him. He’s the only other person who she’s ever let in while she got disciplined physically. I mean the light punishments, of course.”
Adam tried to look away. “Renee doesn’t watch?”
“Not when I work on her. Renee gives her little marks on occasion when I’ve been out of town or something. But she’s never been invited to watch me with my poppet, and Renee is only allowed to give commands that I’ve approved.”
“I see.” Adam knew his voice was shaky. This whole scenario seemed unreal.
“Hey,” Tony reached for Adam’s hand. Surprisingly, Adam didn’t pull away. “Your brother loved you and admired you. He was a good man.”
“I know.”
Tony squeezed his hand and let go.
Adam lay back onto the ground next to Tony’s sprawled-out figure. “Did you and Nick ever…”
“No. We messed around a little, but nothing too involved. We’re both dominants. It didn’t work.”
Adam couldn’t believe he was discussing this with another man, and rationally at that. “How did Lily come to like watching men together?”
“I don’t know. It’s part of her.”
Tony rolled onto his side toward Adam. Adam looked down. Tony’s erection was stretched proudly from his waist. Adam felt his own cock stir at the sight. He blushed as the heat collapsed his chest. What the hell was he thinking? He’s a man, for Christ’s sake!
“You know, Adam, you don’t have to be gay to enjoy another man. Lily taught me that.” Tony flashed him a mischievous smile.
“If you mess around with another man, then you’re gay.” Adam wondered if he was trying to convince himself or state the fact.
“No, Adam, that’s not the case. If you love another man, then you’re gay. If you need a stiff cock now and again to get off… Well, that’s just fucking.”
Adam laughed. “You’re to the point, aren’t you?”
“I guess so. Did you like watching Renee eating Lily’s pussy?” Tony asked as he reached down to lazily stroke his own cock.
Adam again tried to look away. Was it Lily or Renee who had told him about their rainy-day hookup? “Sure, any man would.” Why can’t I fucking look away?
“Then what’s the difference if Lily liked to watch me getting you off?”
Adam paused and thought about it. Really, there wasn’t any difference. He couldn’t believe his mind was wrestling with the notion. He looked back over the years and realized he hadn’t found any woman who was willing to live up to his needs. Now he’d found one, a beautiful one, and he wasn’t willing to live up to hers. “I guess there’s no difference when you look at it like that.”
“See.” Tony grabbed Adam’s hand. At first Adam flinched and tried to pull away. “It’s okay.” Tony coaxed until Adam reluctantly let him have his hand. Tony wrapped Adam’s fingers around the middle of his rigid shaft and stroked their hands up and down in unison. “It’s just like yours.”
Adam couldn’t look Tony in the eye. He watched as Tony took his hand away, letting Adam continue to explore and discover the smooth length on his own.
Adam closed his eyes, taking in the feeling of the velvety skin as it gently slid along the tall shaft. He ran his finger along the thick veins wrapped around the base, leading to the pulsing purple head. Adam watched with heavy-lidded eyes as Tony started to slowly thrust into his generous strokes. Adam shifted his hips when he felt his own sac begin to draw up close to his body.
Tony nestled his lips next to Adam’s ear. “Don’t do this for Lily. She’ll know you don’t like it. She won’t trust you. You have to do it because you crave it and desire it. Fuck, Adam, faster—go f-faster.”
Tony gently bit Adam on the neck. Adam bucked his hips and rolled toward Tony, holding tight on to his heavy cock. “Touch it. L-like you touch yourself.”
Adam’s biceps curled, and his forearm flexed as he pounded the orgasm out of Tony. Adam pinned him on his back as he rocked his hand over the tip of the glistening head. Adam’s cock spewed semen over his hand and down onto Tony’s rigid stomach.
Both men lay still as Adam tried to control his heaving breaths. Adam wiped his hand on the blanket and sat up. Tony patted him on the shoulder, the best reassuring gesture he could have given at the moment. Adam wouldn’t look back at him.
“It feels good to touch another man, doesn’t it?”
“Fuck, I had no idea.” Adam’s voice was unsure. “It’s not soft like Lily. She’s so soft and…”
Tony laughed. “She’s not as soft as you think. Wait and see.”
Adam finally found the courage to look back at Tony. “Please don’t tell her about this. I don’t know about all this yet.”
“Your secret is safe with me, but I don’t know how long you’re going to be able to keep this quiet.”
“Because now you’ve been tempted, like Lily tempted me. It’s all about pleasure, my good friend, and you’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg.”
LILY STEPPED INTO the shower and let the hot water sting her face. The smell of coconut and semen filtered through the steam. She tried to ignore the ache permeating her chest, but she couldn’t help but rub between her breasts. How could she have been so naive? As she lathered her hair, she couldn’t get the look on Adam’s face out of her head. The tears began to well again. She’d thought he might be the man who could open up to her. Now she knew for sure he wasn’t the one. All she could think about was how she’d let Tony down again.
Why hadn’t she pushed Tony’s hand away? She knew why. Nicholas and the businessman were the last men she had seen together. Tony knew her desire was strong. He was trying to please her. She’d terribly misjudged Adam’s sexual tastes. She’d figured if he was willing to experiment with her and Renee, maybe he would be open to this as well.
How could she have been so wrong?
Soap cascaded down her back as she slicked her palm against her scalp. If only he’d give it a chance. He’d like it. Most men would if they’d relax and let it happen. At first Tony had been reluctant to give in. He was more open than most men, certainly more so than Keith had been. The look on Adam’s face reminded her of Keith’s when he’d basically kicked her out of the apartment. She rubbed the slippery bar of soap between her hands. The tricky bar dropped on the floor. “Dammit!”
“There’s no reason to swear just because you dropped the soap.” Adam’s deep voice floated through the steam.
“What do you want?” she asked.
He pressed his palms flat against the shower door and smiled. “I want you, Lily. I’m sorry I hurt you.”
“You didn’t hurt me. Now please go.”
“I don’t think I can do that.”
“Why not?” she asked.
“Because you never told me which costume to wear.”
She turned around, rinsing her hair again, trying to act as if his presence didn’t unnerve every one of her senses. “I told you, one that conceals and excites. Ask Tony what he’s wearing.”
“I guess I’ll surprise you then.” Lily looked over her shoulder. His big palm was still flattened against the glass. “Don’t worry about me talking to Tony. We’re going to be hanging out again very soon. I’ll be sure to ask him about a costume.”
Lily turned and wiped the steam from the glass so she could get a better look at his face. His smile had faded. She pressed her palm against the glass, widening her fingers, trying to mirror his hand. “Okay,” she said.
Adam leaned his forehead against the door. “Bend over and pick up that soap.”
She laughed. “You’re full of it.”
“Bend over and you’re going to be full of it.” She loved the way his smile brightened the darkness in his eyes.
Adam backed away from the glass, leaving his palm print. Lily’s hand lingered. “Make sure I can tell who you are when you come to the ball,” she said.
“We’ll see,” Adam said as he pointed to the floor of the shower where the pink bar of soap rested.
Lily hesitated, then bent down to pick up the soap. Not because she needed to finish washing. Because he’d told her to.
Chapter Nine
Lily tossed under the sheet, throwing the covers over her head. Why couldn’t she just sleep? The red numbers on the alarm screamed 2:18. She got up and trudged into the bathroom. Maybe a warm bath would help. She sat her bare bottom on the cold marble lip of the tub. No. She didn’t want to take a bath. Maybe a piece of pie. No. Not hungry. She turned off the bathroom light and got back into bed. She could call Tony. No. He had office hours this morning, and he’d want to come and help her sleep.
She looked at the white satin robe lying on the chair. She got out of bed again and cinched the long sash around her waist. She padded into the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice. After a couple of sips she left the glass on the counter and walked out onto the veranda. Taking in a deep breath, she descended the steps and made her way across the dimly lit lawn.
Her mind settled as she stood outside the door of the stable house. The windows were dark. She tried the knob. The door was unlocked. Stepping inside, she could see the shadows cast by the moonlight. There was a half-empty bottle of rum on the coffee table. No glass. She looked up to the balcony. No lights on there either.
She needed to smell him, and then she could sleep. A T-shirt had been thrown on the back of the couch. Lily picked it up and pressed the warm fabric to her face. Her knees melted as she inhaled. The musky tincture of cologne and sweat filled her senses. Her sex began to throb as the familiar wetness lingered. It wasn’t enough. She had to see him. Then she could sleep.
As she walked across the hardwood floor, her robe swayed. She started to ascend the stairs when she paused and waited. No sound. She started again, slowly. When she reached the loft, she found Adam sprawled out on the queen-size bed, his husky, magnificent form displayed as an offering to the gods. Lily crawled on her hands and knees toward the foot of the mattress.
There, she’d seen him. Now she could sleep. No. She had to see all of him. Gingerly, she pulled on the sheet, revealing Adam’s sleeping form. His head rested to the side, slumbering on the pillow with one arm above his head and the other resting peacefully on his chest.
She watched as his tight abdomen rose and fell with each breath. He had one powerful leg bent out to the side. Lily’s breath caught when she saw his cock, flaccid, resting on the lower side of his stomach. She’d never seen it so serene before. Seeing it in this state made her appreciate how much restraint it must take to keep control when it was aroused and angry.
Lily’s own body started to stir, not only her pussy but something else. She rubbed her chest. It ached for him. She untied the satin sash and let the robe glide to the floor. With one foot softly planted on the end of the bed, she ran her finger down the length of the tender, wet lips that made the sacred space where she wanted Adam to fit.
A nervous tremor took her as she slipped two fingers inside. How is he ever going to fit? It had been so long, and Tony wouldn’t let her have any toys that might have stretched her out. Her fingers continued to work the tight space as she attempted to make room for him. Soon she was dripping her intimate juices all over her hand. She had to have him. Now.
Lily crawled onto the bed. Her weight on the mattress stirred Adam. He rubbed his eyes, trying to focus in the moonlight. “Lily?”
“Shh. Just lie back.” She was over him, straddling his waist.
“What are you—”
“Adam.” She leaned to press her mouth to his ear. “Give me this, my love.” She stroked his cock until it was stiff and ready.
“But I don’t want to hurt you,” he sleepily whispered. “We need a condom.”
“It’s okay. Tony has me on this ring thing. Don’t worry. I’m ready, see?” She took his hand and pressed it to the wet little curls that lined her oasis. “I’m ready for you, Adam.”
She withdrew his hand and pressed it to the heavy flesh of her breast. He leaned up and took her gently into his mouth, tending to each nipple with the utmost care, savoring the taste of her. Lily ran her hands along the tops of his shoulders, feeling every twitch of his firm muscles. “Lie back. Let me do it.”
Reluctantly, he did as she’d asked.
She raised her hips and took the steely shaft into her hand to guide the tip to her opening. He moaned as the head tucked neatly between the thin lips of her sex. Slowly, she eased farther down onto the thick shaft.
“Relax, Lily,” he coached, taking her hips into his sturdy embrace. A quick tremble vibrated through her body.
She eased farther, spreading her thighs to make room for him. Soon she had half of the rigid shaft inside her body. The sensation of being filled made her sigh. Perfection.
Adam threw his head back onto the
pillows at the same time she felt the first wave of her sheath pulsing around him. “Easy. A little more,” he said.
Soon enough, she descended upon his waist and let him enter her completely. She didn’t move as she sat atop him and watched his eyes glaze over. She waited for her body to expand, then raised her hips the length of his long cock to descend again, this time a little faster.
Lily rolled her waist and pressed her hips down. A piercing sensation struck deep inside her channel. She winced and quickly pulled back up.
“Stop,” he said. “Come here.” He picked her up and gently flipped her onto her back, never letting their bodies untwine. “It won’t go in as far like this—just until you’ve stretched out some.” He reached down between their bodies and rubbed the pad of his thumb over her clit. Lily bucked off the mattress as waves of pleasure gripped her pussy.
“Look at me, Lily. Look at me when you come.” She lifted her chin and looked into Adam’s eyes. He pressed his waist forward, making the tightness of her channel swell even more. “God, your pussy feels so hot.”
Lily breathed in, letting the smell of day-old cologne and cigar smoke intoxicate her nose. The faint, sweet smell of rum caressed her senses as he murmured sexy words into her ear, encouraging her to let go. To come for him. To fuck him so good. “Y-yes, Adam, d-don’t stop.”
Lily locked her hips and closed her eyes as the torrent of fluid gushed from her sex onto his cock. He eased farther into her body with no trouble, as if he’d read her thoughts and knew exactly what she needed. She was so wet and ready for him. Slowly, he took her, and she him, every last inch of his steely cock bringing her mind-blowing pleasure.
“Oh, Adam,” she purred into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I have to come a-again. Don’t stop.”
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