A Royal Mile (Return to Dublin Street #2) Read Online Samantha Young

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, College, Contemporary, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Return to Dublin Street Series by Samantha Young
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Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 116759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 584(@200wpm)___ 467(@250wpm)___ 389(@300wpm)
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My cheeks flushed as my inner muscles rippled with excitement. An answering tingle flared to life between my thighs. Breasts suddenly tight with awareness, my breathing increased beyond my control.

Calm down, calm down.

It’s just an erection.

An erection that was turning me the heck on!

I shifted against his hold and Sebastian’s arm tightened. He drew me closer. This caused his hard-on to push between my ass cheeks and I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped me.

Sebastian suddenly groaned in my ear and flexed his hips against me.

Rhythmically.

Heat scored through me. My lower belly clenched, and I felt the rush of dampness wet my underwear. “Sebastian.” His name escaped my lips in a tone I didn’t even recognize. Needy. Wanting.

Totally turned on.

Sebastian abruptly froze.

“Lily?” His voice was hoarse with sleep.

Call it mindless desire, but all rational thinking fled my mind.

I shifted my lower body, pushing my arse into his dick.

His fingers flexed on my belly and he groaned, his head burying deeper into my neck.

It wasn’t enough. I needed more.

I flipped over in the dark, barely making out his features in the sliver of light escaping the crack in his curtains. More boldly than I’d known I could be, I clenched the front of his shirt into fists and pulled him toward me as I hooked my left leg over his hip. He’d changed into sweatpants to sleep in, and his dick strained against the material as it met the heat of my underwear.

“Oh God, Lily,” Sebastian gritted out. He gripped my hip, drawing me against him.

The pressure wasn’t enough. I needed more stimulation. I rocked my hips against him. “Sebastian …” I sounded breathy and pleading.

His fingers bit into my hip for a second and then I was suddenly pushed onto my back and Sebastian’s mouth found mine.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. I groaned with relief into his kiss as he undulated against my spread legs. For so long, I’d needed this. The hot, desperate taste of him on my tongue. I was lost. He kissed me with a hunger that matched the thrust of his hips against mine. Searching, ravaging. No one had ever kissed me like that before. We were completely lost in each other with passion I thought only existed in books and movies. Jerking my head back to catch my breath, I huffed out on a plea, “Touch me.”

“Lily …” Sebastian panted heavily against my lips. “Lily … Oh … fuck!”

A cool breeze whooshed over me as Sebastian scrambled off me and the bed.

Confused by the abrupt distance, I lay panting against the pillows. It was only when he reached over and pulled my dress down from where it had risen to my waist that cold, hard reality returned. A light flared from his bedside table.

Sebastian stood over the bed, scrubbing a hand down his face. Despite the erection still straining his sweatpants, dark tension radiated from him.

When his hand dropped back to his side, he wore the countenance of a destroyed man.

Just like that my arousal was extinguished.

I was suddenly nauseated.

He regretted touching me. More than that, he was appalled that he’d touched me.

Desperately needing to be anywhere but there, I fumbled across the mattress to get out on the opposite side.

“Lily.” Sebastian rounded the bed as I searched frantically for my shoes and coat. He took me by the shoulders. “Lily, please don’t rush out. We should … we should talk about this.”

“Apparently, what just happened was repulsive to you, so I’d really rather not.” I couldn’t even look at him.

He gave me a shake. “Lily, stop.”

I did, trying not to cry.

Sebastian’s hold on my upper arms tightened as he bent his head to mine. “Sawyer, it was anything but repulsive. But you’re my best friend, and I don’t want to ruin that because of some fumbling in the dark.”

Fumbling in the dark?

I yanked out of his hold.

As if he realized what he’d said, his face paled. “I didn’t mean it like that. You know I think you’re gorgeous. Clearly,” he bit out dryly. “But is an attraction worth ruining our friendship? No, absolutely not.”

Considering it was already awkward as hell, I asked the question that had been burning in my mind for months. “Why are you so adamant that friendship is all you and I can have?”

His expression hardened. “Because with friendship, I’m less likely to lose you.”

“Are you?”

That’s when I saw it. Panic. Real panic. “Lily, don’t even joke about it.”

His words suggested I was important to him and he was attracted to me … so … “I don’t understand,” I murmured sadly. I didn’t get it at all. As I reached for my boots, Sebastian attempted to steady me. I pushed him away. Instead, I leaned a palm against the wall and pulled on my footwear myself.

When I picked up my coat, he tugged on my hand. “Lil, please. I can’t lose you. If … just know if it could be anyone, it would be you.”


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