“I’m going to make you come so hard that’s all you’ll be able to think about the rest of the evening.”
I couldn’t help the loud moan that escaped my lips at his words. He clamped a hand over my mouth as he added another finger and began to pump harder, grinding the palm of his hand into my clit. “If you can’t be quiet, I’ll make you.”
Yes, please. Make me,I wanted to say.Tell me what to do. I’m yours.
My knees were weak and my whole body trembled as I was brought to the precipice, so quick I almost screamed. But he slowed, moving more gently as he teased my clit softly again, pulling me away from the edge.
I bucked in frustration and he chuckled against my neck. “Impatient. We have time. Don’t worry.”
He continued to tease me, increasing his speed, then slowing until I was a whimpering mess. Every nerve ending was on fire, every cell in my body a live wire. I would surely combust. Burn up into nothing but ash.
“Liam,” I groaned beneath his hand. He moved it so I could speak. “Pleaaasee…” I moaned. The sound didn’t even seem like it came from me. “I need to come. Oh gods, please.”
“Fuck, I love it when you beg.”
He shoved his fingers deeper, pumping hard, the heel of his hand providing the perfect friction. His other hand moved back to my mouth to silence me as I did my best to hold in my scream.
“Watch yourself as you come, beautiful. Look how wet you are.” He ground his erection against my backside as his hand moved faster, harder. “Do you feel how hard I am? That’s what you do to me. Now look into my eyes, Cerise. And come.”
My pleasure crested, everything unraveling as my orgasm hitme so suddenly my knees buckled. Liam released my mouth and wrapped his arm around my torso, holding me upright and dragging us to the closest chair. He sat me in his lap, spreading my legs with his knees, as he continued working me through the entirety of my release.
“That’s it. Gods, you’re fucking stunning. Let go, Cerise.”
I reached behind me and plunged a hand into his hair, gripping tight, my body bowing. Liam groaned. My head fell back against him as indecent whimpers left my lips. He slowed, working me through the aftershocks as I trembled on top of him.
Finally, he released me. We both lay there, panting, unable to speak. But I knew we had little time before we had to rejoin the world.
I stood on wobbly legs and dropped my dress, scanning for my panties. They had fallen on the floor. I leaned over to grab them, but Liam was quicker and swiped them off the carpet with a mischievous grin, shoving them into his pocket.
“Liam! Give those back.”
He shook his head and his smile grew. “I’ll see you later,” he said, glancing at his watch. “You’ve got five minutes until your mother’s speech.”
Then he left. I stood there, panting and staring at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Had I really let a colleague finger me in a random room at the awards gala?
Yes. Yes, I had. And I didn’t regret it.
Chapter 31
The Escape
Liam
Back at my table, I sipped my beer as my eyes followed a flushed Cerise reclaim her seat. I’d had to hide in the hallway, urgently willing away my erection after what we had done. But now it threatened to reappear at the sight of her. Her subtly swollen lips, her pinkened chest, and the fact that her panties sat in my pocket.
Luckily, quite a few people had risen to visit with other tables as they waited for Cerise’s mother’s speech, so no one seemed to notice the two of us had disappeared.
I almost groaned out loud replaying how Cerise’s entire body shook, and I had to discreetly adjust my cock under the table. Had I planned on cornering her and getting her off when I went after her?
Not at all.
I was worried, especially with how abruptly she had left her table. But once we were alone in that room, I couldn’t help myself and it seemed neither could she.
I would never be able to get enough of that woman. Her body, mind and soul.
Smoothing her hair, Cerise glanced my way and I gave her a wink. Her face turned bright red and she shifted in her seat.
Next to fucking Ambrose.
