Page 79 of A Royal Mile


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“The necklace is too much.”

“Nothing’s too much for you. You deserve beauty in your life, Lily.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, overcome.

“Stay. I’m exhausted and I know you must be. I’ll set my alarm so you get back to Maddie in time.”

I shouldn’t.

I really, really shouldn’t.

The diamond lily felt warm beneath my fingertips as I touched it. “All right.”

It was not atypical of me to wake up during the night after an evening of alcohol consumption. It nearly always disrupted my usual good sleeping habits.

When my eyes fluttered open, it wasn’t only the lingering alcohol in my system that woke me, I knew. I was too hot. There was a giant hot water bottle surrounding me.

It took me a second to get my bearings.

To realize I was in Sebastian’s bedroom.

And that the giant hot water bottle wrapped around me was in fact Sebastian Thorne.

His arm rested over my waist, his palm curled into my stomach, his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck, his breathing light and steady, warm and damp against my skin. His chest was pressed tight to my back and?—

“Oh…” The sound wheezed out of me before I could stop it.

There was something hard prodding my arse.

Sebastian’s dick.

My cheeks flushed as my inner muscles rippled with excitement. An answering tingle flared to life between my thighs. Breasts suddenly tight with awareness, my breathing increased beyond my control.

Calm down, calm down.

It’s just an erection.

An erection that was turning me the heck on!

I shifted against his hold and Sebastian’s arm tightened. He drew me closer. This caused his hard-on to push between my ass cheeks and I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped me.

Sebastian suddenly groaned in my ear and flexed his hips against me.

Rhythmically.

Heat scored through me. My lower belly clenched, and I felt the rush of dampness wet my underwear. “Sebastian.” His name escaped my lips in a tone I didn’t even recognize. Needy. Wanting.

Totally turned on.

Sebastian abruptly froze.

“Lily?” His voice was hoarse with sleep.

Call it mindless desire, but all rational thinking fled my mind.

I shifted my lower body, pushing my arse into his dick.

His fingers flexed on my belly and he groaned, his head burying deeper into my neck.