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“Five point one—do I hear five point one—” The auctioneer prattles and the man battling the governor sits down defeated. “Five point one going once going—”
“Do you want it?”
“Fin—”
I stare into her eyes while I raise my paddle. “Five, three.”
Effie bounces in her seat and latches onto me giddy. Her petite hands wrap around my forearm draped over her leg while the governor glares at me from across the room. My lip curls into a smirk.
The bid climbs to five and a half million and I lazily raise my paddle, then take a leisurely, warming sip of my whiskey. “Five.” I say under my breath for only Effie to hear.
Another bid, another raise. “Four.”
Another bid, another raise. “Three.”
“What are you counting down to?” She whispers excitedly.
“Until we win.”
She rakes her teeth over her bottom lip. “We?”
“You, the painting. Me, the pleasure of my wife sitting on my dick in gratitude.” Her mouth hangs open, and I can’t help but brush my thumb across her bottom lip.
“Wecan’t—”
“You can’t deny me what’s mine, princess. You should know by now that I always get what I want.” I’m barely paying attention to the auction, raising my paddle while my eyes are fixed on the increased pace of her breathing and blushing cheeks.
I only know we’ve won because Effie starts jumping up and down cheering, and when I look at the governor he is angrier than he was in the hallway. I stand, as the room claps, I’m sure this was the highest bid of the evening. I grab her by the hips and tug her in front of me, my cock already celebrating our victory.
She feels my erection against her back and taunts over her shoulder, “Good luck, getting that anywhere near me in this dress.”
She’s right, her dress would certainly prevent anything I have in mind. As it isnow.Luckily, with our table in the corner, our backs face a wall. I whip out my switchblade and hold it to the slit at the back of her dress.
“Finneas.”She gapes, looking behind her. “Jesus, control yourself.”
I graze my teeth along her ear. “I lost control around you a long time ago.” Then I’m cutting the dress straight up to the small of her back. My chest hammers the more I reveal of her perfect body and the need to sink myself inside her is dizzying.
I sit, pulling her down onto my lap and she gasps, no doubt because of the toy being jostled. “Hips up, princess.” My breath on the back of her neck makes her shiver, and I want to lick away the goosebumps.
She rises a few inches but never enough that the billowing sides of her dress don’t keep her covered. I swiftly undo my pants and cut her panties off. I see the jewel in her ass and my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest. Knowing that everyone can see the emerald on her finger, but I’m the only one who gets to see this one makes me impossibly harder.
I pull her hips all the way back at the same time I take my dick out and line her up with the tip. Her fingers grip the table as she lowers herself down, a deep groan threatening to spill from me.
“Fuck,you’re so tight.” Her pussy clenches around me as she takes me to the hilt, the toy in her ass making everything narrower.
“Oh my god,” she gasps, and her hands twist into the black tablecloth. “It’s so…much.” There’s an intrigued and excited tinge to her voice and she relaxes back a little.
“Look at you, such a good fucking girl, taking my cock with your ass filled. My princess and myplaything.” I nuzzle into the back of her neck, nipping the skin, fighting the urge to sink my teeth deeper. “You feel so fucking good.”
Christ, too good.It’s taking everything I have not to thrust up into her hot, wet cunt like it’s the only place I’m ever meant to be.
“God, Finn, I’m so full.” She wiggles a little in my lap, and I bite back a groan as she pulses around me. “I could come just like this.”
“Gonna come for me in a room full of people? Naughty wife.” I breathe against her neck.
“Still got money in the bank after that for a game of poker?” Gianni says, breaking off from the conversation with his brother. They both turn to us, and Effie’s back goes rigid. I give her hip a reassuring squeeze.
I brush off his dig and start stacking my chips together as an answer. After wiping their asses in Blackjack earlier in the night, I’m surprised they are coming back for more. “Hold ’em?”
