I grinned. “I can’t help myself.”
“Try. It’s very distracting.”
“How distracting?”
Hearing the invitation in my tone, Lily gave me the side-eye. “There will be plenty of time for sexy shenanigans at the villa. Right now, I’m trying to concentrate.”
“Sexy shenanigans? Beautiful alliteration, my love.”
She gave a huff of laughter. “Read your book.”
“The book is the problem.” I waved the fourth tome in the romantasy series she’d gotten me into. “This one is the filthiest so far.”
Lily’s head whipped toward me. “Uh, excuse me, there is also a ton of character development in that book.”
My lips strained against a smile. “True. There is also an awful lot of cunnilingus and exuberant cock thrusting.”
She laughed even as her eyes darkened in a way that made my blood hot. “You should listen to the dramatized audio edition.”
“Oh really? Would that be something you’d be interested in doing together during our holiday?”
Her thighs squeezed together. “Sebastian,” she whined adorably.
Arousal flooded through me. “That good, is it? Did it make you wet listening to it? Because just reading about it is making me hard.”
“You are so mean.”
I threw the book aside and swung off the bed. “Let me make it up to you.”
“I’m trying to work,” Lily murmured unconvincingly, her resolve visibly weakened.
“You were the one who got me into these damn romance books.”
She let out a squeal of delight as I hauled her off the desk chair and carried her over to the bed. I practically threw her on it, making her laugh in surprise as she bounced againstmy mattress. “I suppose it is my fault, then,” Lily agreed breathlessly.
“And I know just how to punish you,” I teased, my voice hoarse with need as I reached for the waistband of her leggings.
Minutes later, Lily was moaning and shuddering against my mouth, her thighs tightening around my shoulders as she came.
It thrilled me how responsive she was to me. She’d told me sex hadn’t been like this for her before. And while I didn’t want to think about her with other men, it filled me with dark satisfaction that I was the best she’d had. I assured Lily she was the best I’d ever had too.
I kissed my way up her soft belly as I crawled over her body, my cock throbbing against the zipper of my jeans. When I reached Lily’s mouth, my kiss was deep as I let her taste herself on my tongue. She fumbled with my zipper and I grew impossibly harder at the thought of her focused attention in that area.
Quite abruptly, she broke the kiss to push me onto my back.
Lust-dazed, it took me a second to recognize the tension on her face. Alarmed, I asked what was wrong. Lily swallowed nervously, which had me even more on alert. “Sawyer?”
“I haven’t …” She squeezed her eyes closed briefly and then announced through gritted teeth, “I haven’t gone down on you yet.”
My eyebrows almost hit my hairline. It had not escaped my observations that Lily hadn’t returned that particular favor. I took it to mean she didn’t like performing the act. Some girls didn’t, like some guys didn’t. It didn’t bother me. I wantedLilymore than I wanted her mouth on my cock.
“I don’t want you to think I’m a selfish lover.”
I reached up to caress her cheek. “You know I don’t think that. We only do things you’re comfortable with. Okay? Do youthink I could possibly get pleasure out of something if I know you’re hating every minute of it?”
Her expression softened ever so slightly. “I love you. And … I want to return the favor. It’s only that …”
“Lily, I love you too and you can tell me anything.”
