Page 116 of Liberating Lily

She grinned and slapped him on the chest, and the last of the tension seemed to leave her body. Good, that’s what he wanted.

If only the tension that was riding him hard would dissipate. Especially the tension in his lower regions.

He rolled his eyes at himself. He really needed to get over himself. He wasn’t going to die of a hard-on.

It was just really difficult to concentrate on anything but how good she smelled. And how smooth her skin had felt under his hands.

Or the small moans that had escaped her mouth each time he’d found a knot. He was certain that she didn’t even know she was doing it. But those noises had been sexy as hell, and he couldn’t stop thinking about them.

“What if I want to go back to school? To college?”

Okay, he really had to pay attention. He was starting to get used to the way her mind flitted from one topic to another.

Rolling, he faced her. “You want to go to college?”

“Maybe. I don’t know. I barely finished high school.”

He cupped the side of her face. “If it’s something you want, we’ll make it happen, all right?”

She nodded, staring at him like she thought he could do anything. And in that moment, he felt like he could. He felt like he was a hundred feet tall and the king of the world.

This was a heavy feeling that he never wanted to forget.

Leaning in, he kissed her lightly. “Now go to sleep.”

“Is that an order?” she asked, but her lips were twitching, so he knew she was teasing.

“It is, and you should do what you’re told.”

“Sir, yes, Sir.”

“No need to call me Sir. Harvey will do. Although Sir Harvey has a nice ring to it.”

She rolled her eyes and rolled over onto her back. “Good night, Harvey.”

Lily woke up confused and overheated. She stared around her, but it was so dark. How long had she been sleeping for? Why was the mattress so hard underneath her?

And she didn’t normally sleep on her stomach, did she?

She attempted to kneel and then the mattress let out a groan of pain.

Wait, mattresses didn’t groan in pain. What the heck was she thinking? And what was she lying on?

“Well, that’s one way to be woken up,” Harvey said from beneath her, his breathing labored and fast.

Beneath her? Oh my God, she was lying right on top of Harvey.

What had she done?

“What’s wrong? How did I get on top of you?” She scrambled off him, and he let out another moan of pain as her knee brushed against something.

No, not just something, his cock. Oh my God, had she just kneed him in the balls?

“Did I knee you in the balls?” she said quickly, the words almost rolling together.

“Um, yeah. But it’s okay. It hardly hurt at all.”

Sure, right. She really believed him.