~~ LILY ~~
I’d stayed away from Michael for most of the day because I didn’t trust myself not to touch him. We had behaved like teenagers in the garage and it had felt really good. I’d wanted to see Michael so badly, and to touch him, but he’d stayed zipped. In the end, it was just as well, because his brother would’ve interrupted at a crucial moment.
Most of the afternoon was spent with Lucien. He was a really nice, handsome guy who had been through a lot and still needed time to recover. We’d become friends during the past few hours. Michael had come over to talk to us a few times, probably to check up on us and to make sure Lucien wasn’t poaching. He wasn’t subtle about it either, because each time he’d remind Lucien that I was his woman. Lucien just laughed and told Michael that he’d adopted me as his sister.
We’d attracted attention from other members of staff as well, which wasn’t good. Although I wasn’t sure how it would look when they found out that I was dating Michael.
I made my way to the barn as the evening dancing started up and I was hoping to have a dance with my man.
The music was loud, but no one seemed bothered and we were still having a good time. The McKenzie family certainly knew how to thank their staff. With a look to my right, I leaned against the wall and spotted David with his tongue down Lucy’s throat. I was shocked that he would do it so openly, but I was surprised that seeing him with someone else, didn’t actually bother me.
“Hey, are you all right?” Michael asked, standing so close to me, his chest against my back. He nibbled on my ear as he caressed down my arm and laced our fingers together. I held on tight.
“I’m fine. Would it bother you if everyone knows about us?” I asked.
“I don’t want to hide you, but if that’s what you want, then I’ll go along with it. Hell, I’ll pretty much go along with anything you want if it means you’re mine.”
I turned around and looked up to him. The heat coming off him was scorching.
“Dance with me, Lily?”
“Okay,” I whispered.
He took my hand and led me onto the dance floor which caused a bit of a stir. He pulled me into his arms and placed one hand on my hip, the other hand he entwined with my fingers. My arm went to his shoulder and I moved my hand to the hair at the nape of his neck. He shivered.
Pressed together without an inch between us, we started to slow dance. Within minutes, Michael let go of my hand and had me wrapped in his arms while he caressed my back. I was turned on to high heaven and really needed him. By the feel of things, he needed me just as much.
I slipped my hand underneath his t-shirt and came into contact with his skin. He jerked against my stomach and tightened his hold on me.
“Be careful Lily. I want you really bad,” he growled into my ear.
I responded by rubbing against him. My nipples were rock hard, which I was sure he could feel. His hands slipped down my back and rested on my ass. He danced us into a dark corner as I shoved both my hands inside the back of his t-shirt and pressed my nails into his skin, dragging them down his back. Slowly.
He groaned and pushed into me as his hands pressed me even closer. All I wanted to do was unzip him so I could climb on for a wild ride. He had my thong soaked and me seconds away from orgasm.
“Michael, I need you inside me…. now!”
He breathed heavily in my ear. “I don’t think I can move just yet.” He let me go slightly, but I kept my hands in his t-shirt and they ended up on his hard, muscled stomach. I stood and looked at his stomach and moved further up his chest to his sculptured abs. I was shocked to hell to see the tip of his penis peeping out from the waist of his jeans.
I licked my lips.
“Jesus, Lily,” he croaked as I watched him leak. Before he could stop me, I used a finger and rubbed the creamy liquid over the bulbous head of his cock.
“Fuck.”
He grabbed my hand and pulled me through a door in the back, that I hadn’t notice before.
“Let me taste you?” I begged.
“I want you in a bed. You deserve a lot of loving, but not out here.”
“Michael, I want you too much to care where we are.” I stepped into him again and shoved my hand straight down the front of his jeans, then wrapped my hand around him. His eyes practically rolled back in his head.
He reached out and locked the door as I unzipped him and freed his cock.
I knelt down and pushed his jeans down past his hips. His penis jerked in front of my face. I leaned in and put my tongue to the tip, licking him along the slit, never breaking eye contact.