Royally Not Ready(79)

Timmy: I’m sweating. One look at him and he seemed like the kind of guy who holds his women up on a pedestal. Have you . . . done anything more than kissing?

Lilly: He dry-humped me last night.

Timmy: That’s hot.

Lilly: Well, technically it went from dry-humping to wet humping.

Timmy: Even hotter.

Lilly: And this morning, I made him come by just playing with his balls. And then . . . he humped me against the wall.

Timmy: Uh, excuse me? Tell me more about this ball thing.

Lilly: LOL. He told me to. I’ve never done that before, but it’s like he’s so in tune with his body that when I started touching him, he was ready to go, focused on what I was doing and only that.

Timmy: I’ve never orgasmed from ball play, but I’ve heard of it happening. Now I want to try it. What did you do?

Lilly: Oh my God! I’m not telling you how to fondle yourself. Also, I’m pretty sure your mouth can’t reach your junk.

Timmy: You fail to realize the many men I have at my disposal. I can be their teacher.

Lilly: Figure it out yourself! But I will say this, when he was about to come, he made me take his cock in his mouth and, Timmy, easily the biggest, nicest penis I’ve ever seen.

Timmy: Really?

Lilly: Yes. Just the sight of his penis gets me going. It’s long and has the perfect girth, with a perfect head. It’s just . . . it’s picture-worthy.

Timmy: The only great penis I’ve seen in a while is mine. You’re so lucky.

Lilly: You’re ridiculous.

Timmy: And he humped you against a wall, how was that?

Lilly: Carnal. Hot. Everything I needed.

Timmy: Goddamn you and your luck.

Lilly: Not sure I’d say my current line of succession is about luck.

Timmy: True. BUT, you’re a princess, you have a beautiful penis in your life, and you’re being treated like a queen. It seems as though things are going well. Aren’t you glad I convinced you to go?

Lilly: I was waiting for that . . . but, yes, I am. Being here, it feels as if I’ve found that missing piece in my life.

Timmy: I’m glad, but I need you to remember that when you’re waving to crowds and knighting people, I’m the one who convinced you to take a chance on something new.

Lilly: I’ll never forget. And when things settle down, will you promise to visit me?

Timmy: I’m waiting for an invitation. You just tell me when. Also, on the business side of things, if you stay up there, we need to figure out what to do about the Wagon and me buying you out.

Lilly: Don’t worry about it.

Timmy: That’s not how business works. We’ll work out an agreement. You put your time into our wagon.

Lilly: Okay, we’ll figure it out.

“Lilly?” Keller asks, pulling my attention from my phone.

“Yeah?” I smile up at him.

“Lunch is ready.”

I set my phone down and say, “Okay.”

“Were you talking with Timmy?”

I nod as I get off the couch. “Catching him up on everything. Now that the news broke, I thought it would be okay.”

Keller’s jaw tightens. “You mean, you haven’t told him anything about what we’re doing up here?”

“No.” I shake my head. “I’ve kept everything very confidential. I wasn’t sure how much I could tell him. I actually haven’t talked to him that much at all. We’ve talked more about you than anything.”

I think he’s going to ask more questions about that, but he doesn’t. He scratches the side of his cheek. “Brimar was thinking that Timmy could be the leak.”

“What? No way. Not Timmy. Drama might be his middle name, but his loyalty is as strong as yours. He’d never say anything. Plus, I haven’t told him any details, so he wouldn’t have much to talk about.”

Keller doesn’t respond, leading me to believe that he isn’t satisfied with that answer.

Growing even more serious, I say, “Keller, he’s not the leak.”

“Okay,” he says. “But I don’t think it would hurt to just check it out.”

“Are you serious? I’m telling you right now that he’s not the leak. Why don’t you believe me?”

Sighing, he fits his hand with mine and holds it tightly as he looks me in the eyes. “Lilly, one of the things you need to realize about this position is that anyone, and I mean anyone, for the right price, would be willing to sell information. We’ve seen our fair share of scandals, and a lot of the time, they come from people connected closely to the crown.”

“Timmy is the only family I have left. I’m telling you, it’s not him.”

“Okay,” Keller says. “I trust you.”

“Thank you,” I say as I release his hand and start to walk by him, but he stops me with a hand to my waist and tilts my jaw up with his thumb before placing his lips on mine. I sink into his kiss, and he washes away every last bit of irritation I was just feeling by this simple connection.

His affection is lethal, and I fear how he’ll use it in the future.





“I’m mad at you guys,” I say, causing all three heads in the room to pop up.

“You’re mad at us?” Lara asks. “Why?”