Chapter 6

CHAPTER SIX

“Hey.” Silas came up behind me, reaching around to hand me a wine glass.

“Thank you.” I turned my head, noticing just how close we were.

“He’s still staring at us, you know.” Silas dropped his head down, pressing his cheek against the side of my head.

I twisted to face him, reaching back to set my wine glass on the table I’d just been leaning against. “Let’s give him something to stare at then.”

Something came over me in that moment as I slowly slid my hands across his chest, moving my left hand up to his neck to pull his face closer to mine. I pressed my lips into his, tentatively to gauge his reaction.

I was terrified he’d pull away.

But he didn’t. He pressed his lips into mine, full of heat. His hands gripped my waist as he pulled me into him. We pulled at each other, as if desperately needing each other’s lips just to breathe.

Silas’ tongue slipped into my mouth, teasing mine, before pulling back. Afraid he was about to pull away fully, I gently nipped his lower lip with my teeth, eliciting a small groan from Silas.

He pushed his lips against mine harder as he wrapped his right arm around my waist, pressing his palm into my lower back.

He started to pull back, and I felt myself wanting to do anything to keep him from breaking our kiss but I was breathless.

“Should we—” Silas started, also breathless. “Should we take this somewhere else? Somewhere…” I could hear the nervousness in his voice. “Private?”

I broke out grinning, surprised at his comment but even more surprised at how badly I wanted—needed to say, “Yes. Please.”

“Please, eh?” Silas’ lips curled into a devilish grin.

I ignored his comment but instead let myself lean into the moment as he took my hand and led us from the main reception room.

We wandered down one of the hallways, searching for any private space. Finally, at the end of the hallway, there was a small empty room with a drape hanging in the doorway.

“Better than nothing.” Silas quipped, urging me into the room first.

The moment the drape fell closed behind him, Silas’ hands were on my waist, urging me to turn to face him before using his body to press me against the wall.

His lips met mine quickly, pressing upward. He slid his right hand up my waist, slowly and tantalizingly. He pulled his lips from mine and began trailing them down my jaw to my neck, nipping here and there and his hand made its way up my stomach, to my sternum, along my cleavage, to my collarbone, all before wrapping around my neck on the opposite side of where his lips were teasing me.

I gripped his shirt with both of my hands, trying to channel my energy through there to hold back the moan that so badly wanted to escape my lips.

Never before had I felt so electrified. Just from a simple touch. From the way his lips met mine, mirroring my desire.

He took his other hand and tugged up my dress, bunching it up until he could slip his hand under my dress to grip my thigh.

He teased me as he slowly slid his hand up my thigh until the tips of his fingers met the hem of my panties.

“Should I keep going?” Silas asked, his voice low.

“Yes.” My voice was barely above a whisper.

“I couldn’t hear you.” He teased.

“Yes!” I let out a little louder, causing Silas to suddenly cover my lips with his so no one else would hear us.

“Good.”

In a quick movement, Silas wrapped his fingers around my panties and yanked at them, bringing his other hand down to pull them off as he crouched down.

I kicked them off and Silas began running one of his hands up the back of my leg while trailing kisses along my thigh. He came tantalizingly close to my core before pulling back to stand again.

I couldn’t hold back a moan that ended in a whimper.

I wanted him. Bad. More than I’d ever wanted someone before. And I hadn’t even experienced being with him before.

There was also the voice in the back of my head that was trying to reason with me. I didn’t know Silas. Not really. And we were at someone’s wedding, in a closet with a piece of fabric as a door.

But reason wasn’t getting through to me. I wanted this. And that was good enough.

Hell, it was more than good enough with the way his hand slid between my legs, slightly parting them, so that his finger could slip inside of me. He moved his finger back and forth, in and out, with precision.

I dropped my head back against the wall and bit my lip.

“I want to see your face as I make you come.” Silas’ free hand wrapped around my jaw and he pulled my head down.

I never thought I was into dirty talk—until I heard those words come from his mouth. I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I was cascading into an orgasm that had my entire body trembling. He left his fingers in me as I came down.

“More.” It was the only word I could muster.

“More?” He repeated, slowly pulling his fingers out. “More of what?”

“You.” I greedily tugged at his shirt, untucking it before I unbuttoned it.

While I was hungrily removing his shirt, Silas was calm and methodic. He slipped one dress strap off first, then the other so that he could trail kisses along my collar bones.

I reveled in his bare skin for a moment, running my hands along his chest as if to memorize it. He had what could only be described as tame chest hair. It wasn’t unruly or too much.

Once I had my fill, I dropped my hands to his belt, unfastening it quickly so that I could unbutton his pants.

Finally, I was able to slip my hand into his pants and I was met with a very hard dick, nearly pulsating at just my touch.

“Fuck, yes.” Silas groaned.

I wrapped my hand around him, already noting a significant size difference from my ex—in the best way possible.

I pumped my hand up and down, interchanging speed as I did so. I was transfixed by how in the moment he was, finding myself getting even more and more turned on by the fact that I was making him feel so good.

I was so ingrained that I gasped when his fingers slipped inside me again, finding my clit quickly. We became one, finding a rhythm that had both of us climbing together.

“I’m coming.” Silas whispered in my ear. “Come with me.”

As if he flipped the perfect switch, I did just what he said. I got lost in the intensity of my orgasm that I almost missed him pulsating his release.

He pulled his hand away slowly before pressing both of his hands against either of me on the wall. He dropped his forehead to mine, letting out heavy breaths.

I slid my hands across his chest and beckoned his lips to mine, tugging and nipping as I also tried to catch my breath.

“Fuck, you’re good.” Silas finally broke the silence and our kiss. He gripped my chin between his thumb and the side of his index finger.

I slowly opened my eyes to his words. “Is that so?” I tilted my head.

“You have no idea just how good that was.”

“Keep telling me that and you might get more of where that came from.” I teased.

“Oh, really?” He raised an eyebrow, and I nodded. “Because you are incredible.”

This time, when his lips met mine, his kiss was more tender but fueled by the ecstasy we both had just experienced. We held on to each other, letting the passionate kiss run deeper and deeper like neither of us ever wanted it to end.

Eventually, though, we parted lips. Mostly because of the voices that appeared on the other side of the drape. We were both frozen in place after Silas leaned against the wall to block any view of my body if someone dared to enter the small space.

Thankfully, the voices disappeared, and we were both able to let out the breath we’d each been holding, finishing with a laugh.

“I guess we should get back out there.” I whispered, slipping the dress straps back onto my shoulders.

Silas nodded and buttoned his pants.

I reached out to help button his shirt, taking my time as I dragged my hands up.

“You’re tantalizing, Elodie.”

Before I could respond, he covered my lips with his for a quick kiss.

“Meet you back out there? I need to go to the restroom.” He pulled back the drape for us to leave.

“Me too.”

I made my way to the bathroom, taking a long minute to stare into the mirror, as if I needed my reflection to know that that did, in fact, just happen.

I bit at the smile that was forming and felt the giddiness run throughout my entire body. After going to the bathroom, I realized that I’d forgotten my panties.

Unfortunately, someone else had occupied the small storage room. I was going to have to live without them, even if they were my favorite pair. It was worth it though.

The way Silas made me feel was worth losing all my panties.

“I have to say, going commando in dress slacks is something I’ve never experienced before.” Silas snuck up behind me.

“Imagine wearing a dress with nothing between me and the cool evening air.” I quipped as he came to my side.

“What are you two over there whispering about?” Silvie’s voice interrupted, causing us both to jump slightly.

“Um, just that we’re ready to get out of here. How about you?” Silas recovered smoothly for us.

“Yes, let me just grab my bag.” Silvie disappeared before we could respond.

“Speaking of, any chance you want to continue this?”

“Yes.” I blurted before I could stop myself.