Chapter 47
Mac
Dinner is nothing special, it’s food traditionally served at a function like this. The second I notice Eliza has finished, I’m standing and offering her my hand. “May I have this dance?” I ask.
She smiles as she slips her hand into mine and stands. I lead us out to the open and empty dance floor, pulling her close as the band plays. She looks around, and hesitation starts to fill her expression.
“Look at me, love. No one matters right now but us.”
She meets my eyes, and we move around the dance floor, me holding her as close as possible, loving that I get to show this entire room that she’s mine.
The song comes to an end, and I lean in a kiss her softly as someone beside us clears their throat.
I turn to look and find Peter Cuthbert there, holding out his hand towards Eliza.
“May I cut in?” he asks.
She looks to me, and my grip tightens around her, but she puts on a forced smile and nods, taking his hand.
I damn near growl, hating seeing him touch her, even in the most simple way.
She falls into step with him, and I leave the dance floor, finding the closest bar and ordering a drink.
I watch them dance and other couples join them.
Anyone who doesn’t know Eliza would think she’s having the time of her life the way she’s smiling at him, but I know her.
I know that’s not the way she smiles when she means it.
As the song comes to an end, I make my way towards them, but some other bloke steps in and offers her his hand and she takes it. Eliza is the most coveted prize here, and I understand everyone’s desire to dance with her, but she’s my girlfriend and I want to be the one enjoying that honour.
My father finds me brooding on the edge of the room and pulls me away to talk with more of the members of the board.
They talk about how they’re looking forward to watching the company continue to grow under new leadership and how they hope I’m the right fit to bring the company into the future.
I barely catch any of it, my attention focused on Eliza and the way she moves from man to man as each song ends.
As soon as my father steps away to head backstage to prepare for his speech, I’m moving through the crowd towards Eliza, but when I reach her, the band stops and announces they’ll be taking a break. Eliza smiles at my outstretched hand and takes it.
I pull her close. “Looks like I missed my chance for another dance with the most gorgeous woman in attendance.”
She runs her hand down the front of my chest. “I’m sure we’ll find time for another. Don’t worry, you’re the only one taking me home tonight, though.”
I laugh softly as I shake my head and kiss her before leading her back to our seats for my father's speech. Under the table, my hand finds the top of her thigh, and I’m reminded of her confession about one of the things she wanted to try.
What better time than now. I slowly drag my hand up her thigh and under the slit of fabric, allowing it to hide just how high my hand is going.
The higher I go, the more Eliza’s breathing increases.
She looks at me, and I lean in close enough that no one can hear as I whisper, “I think it’s time to check that last item off your list.”
She inhales sharply, but her subtle nod goes straight to my cock, and I’m already getting hard.
I sit back and continue with my hand, moving slowly higher and higher until the tip of my finger brushes the edge of her pants.
She closes her eyes and works to steady her breathing, but before she can, I’m pulling the gusset of her pant to the side and running my fingers through her slick folds. She’s already soaked for me.
When my fingers find her clit, she presses her legs together as she fights to keep her expression neutral.
I slowly drag my fingers down and tease her entrance, grinning to myself when I hear inhale sharply again.
If she’s not careful, not only will this entire table know exactly what’s going on beneath this table, but the entire room will.
I’m sure I should be trying to avoid that, but the thought that if everyone knew I’m the one who makes her feel good, who helps her let loose, then all these men who are vying for her attention will back the fuck off.
I don’t have to worry about that yet because she manages to compose herself and even relaxes her legs, giving me better access.
We’re still waiting for my father to take the stage, and I’m enjoying taking my time with her.
I lean in close and whisper in her ear, “You love having my fingers buried in your perfect little pussy with all these people around, don’t you?
You want to come with none of them the wiser that deep down you’re a little slut who wants to come for me. ”
She nods, almost too enthusiastically. She turns her head, our noses almost touching, before she moves and her mouth brushes my ear.
“Make me come, Mackenzie. Make me fall apart on your fingers with no one in here the wiser that I’m begging you for it.
No one will know that I’ve completely destroyed my panties because of you. ”
I press my fingers in further, and she inhales.
“When we get home, it’ll be your cock stretching me open. I want you to fuck me like I’m the prize you just won at auction and you’re going to take full advantage. I want to be walking funny tomorrow.”
I pull back and meet her eyes. “You’re always the prize, Eliza.”
I kiss her softly and notice a few eyes on us.
We probably look like a couple of love sick idiots, but I don’t care because that’s exactly what I am.
I’m still in awe that Eliza is sitting here with me tonight, dressed in a gorgeous gown and winning over every person she talks to.
The only thing making it better is the fact that I’m knuckle deep inside her and bringing her to the edge of her orgasm.
I continue to work her up, each movement slow and deliberate.
As the lights start to dim and I know we're seconds from my father taking the stage, I increase my efforts. I know she’s close, and she does too because she looks at me, her teeth pressing into her bottom lip.
As the room breaks into applause she falls over the edge, no one able to hear the soft moan that leaves her, except me.
I hear it as though my ears are tuned to hear that sound no matter how loud a room is or how far away I am.
Her chest is pink as she comes down from her high and takes a sip of water.