Adrian
I was one lucky bastard.
That was the first thought that went through my mind every morning when I opened my eyes in my house, wrapped up in everything Lily.
Okay, that wasn't entirely accurate. If it were, I'd be implying I was some dysfunctional i***t who didn't notice the goddess clinging to me like a vine—which I wasn't. I was a perfectly healthy man, with a perfectly healthy morning wood, ready to go a thousand miles a second pleasuring this woman in every way she wanted... needed.
Something I had been banned from indulging in until my abs were strong enough to handle the workout.
Argh.
I groaned, remembering all the shades of pink that had painted Lily's face when Dr. Sinclair gave that particular instruction. I wanted her that beautifully coloured for an entirely diff
