Page 62 of Royally In Trouble


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My brows shoot up to my hairline. “Your flower?”

An evil grin spreads over her lips. “Mm-hmm, got myself a new toy.” Her fingers trail down my chest. “And it might not be as good as your lips sucking on my clit, but it’s pretty close.”

My fingers dig into the back of the couch as my mind wanders with what she’d look like using a new toy. The blush in her cheeks, her hard nipples pointing toward the ceiling, her legs spread, her lips parted as she moans . . .

Fucking hell.

I push away from the couch before I do something stupid like shove my cock down her throat right here, right now.

“Tempted?” she asks.

I glance over my shoulder as I carefully remove the suit jacket and button-up shirt. “I’m always tempted by you.”

“Good answer.”

She stands from the couch, slips her heels on, then walks up behind me. Her hands wrap around my waist and travel up my abs, spending an exorbitant amount of time in the divots as she kisses my back.

“I miss this.”

“Me too,” I reply.

“Just a few more days. Are you nervous?”

“No,” I answer as her hands slide down to the waistband of my pants.

“I think that session with Elias cleared some of the tension, don’t you think?”

“Yes,” I answer even though I still feel some at times, especially when we have to discuss anything of importance.

“I’m glad.” She slides one hand down the front of my pants and cups me in her palm.

“Lilly,” I groan.

“God, Keller,” she says as I turn in her arms, releasing her hold on me. Her eyes beam up at me. “Please let me touch you.”

“Not a good idea.”

“I want you.”

I run my hand along her cheek. “I want you too, but we made a promise.”

“I know, but I want to break it.”

“We’re not,” I say more sternly, causing her to pout.

“Ugh, why are you so loyal?”

I chuckle. “Sorry, do you want me to be the kind of man who goes against his word?”

“Occasionally, maybe, when it benefits me and my aching . . . wet . . . pussy.”

I curl my lip to the side. “Stop it.”

She cries out in frustration as I remove the pants and drape them over a chair, leaving me in only my briefs. Her eyes immediately fall to my slightly aroused cock and travel up to my gaze.

“I could get that at full mast in seconds.”

“Trust me, I know.” I reach for my regular pants and slip them on. “Now, shouldn’t you be getting ready for Timmy to visit?”