“I’ll be sure to pass the information along to Daniels.”
“Good.”
“Your sister texted me and was wondering what your itinerary is.”
“Text Riley back, and tell her I’ll call tomorrow.”
I hear Lily whimpering again in her sleep.
“Be ready to leave when we get back, and Lily will need some clothes,” I tell him. Not waiting for a reply I hang up and quickly make my way back to the bed. Gently, I pull Lily back into my arms, tucking her under my body once again.
“I’ve got you, Princess,” I tell her, running my hand along her side. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Her breathing relaxes, and I kiss her forehead gently. Pulling back, I stare into her now open eyes.
“Sir?”
“I’m right here,” I tell her, giving her a small smile.
Her tiny hand reaches up and gently touches my cheek. I turn my head and
kiss her palm. Her lips twitch into a small smile.
15
LILY
I awake to the feeling of warmth and safety, tucked under the man’s body,
with his warm eyes shining down at me in the dim light. For some reason,
I can’t help but reach up and cup his cheek with my palm. It’s rough with
stubble, feeling like my favorite emery board. I scratch his cheek lightly with my nails and find myself smiling when he turns his head and presses a kiss into my palm.
The touch of his warm lips against my skin sends a pleasant tingle through
me. I find myself gliding my hand along his neck and pulling his mouth toward mine. I lick my lips in anticipation before I press them against his full warm mouth.
This kiss is different than the others the man and I have shared. I’m in full control. He’s letting me set the pace—I am kissing him. After a few moments, he pulls out of the kiss and rests our foreheads together.
“Princess,” he whispers, rubbing his nose against mine affectionately.
“Please, sir,” I answer back, not really sure what I mean, or entirely want I want—except to get lost in this man, wanting to fall back into his warmth and the pleasure I know can be found there. I don’t want to slip back into my nightmares or think about anything else except the feelings he creates within me.
Rolling me completely onto my back, the man hovers over me.
He trails light, barely-there kisses down my face that have me squirming and
sighing with pleasure—laving, nipping, and sucking on the skin above my
collarbone, no doubt leaving his mark.
“Sir,” I cry out in shock as he suddenly flips onto his back, somehow taking
me with him. I’m now sprawled awkwardly on top of his hard body, looking down into his twinkling golden eyes.
Gliding his hands down my body, I gasp as he grips the tops of my thighs and pulls them apart. I now have his hard body between my legs. My heart is racing as I push against his hard chest to a sitting position. I’m naked, straddling an equally naked man.
He’s grinning up at me as his warm hands grip my hips gently. The circling
caresses against my skin his thumbs are making have me rocking against his body.
“Sir?” I ask, unsure of what to do next.
Even in my naughtiest fantasies, I never really imagined what it would be like to have a man laid out beneath me and letting me take control. Not that I believe I am ever truly in control when it comes to this man. But at this moment he is allowing me to pretend—to explore.
“Touch me, Princess. Do whatever you want.” His voice rings with a gentle
sincerity.
Slowly, I move my palms across his chest, feeling the solid—real—warmth
beneath them. This man is my momentary reality. All I want to do is kiss him again.
So I give into the urge.
Leaning forward, I press a kiss against his throat. It gives me a thrill to feel his pulse pounding beneath. Next, I kiss the man’s jaw, flicking my tongue against his stubble. The hands resting on my hips flex, but he makes no move to take over.
