The Best Man's Speech

6: Awkward Meetings

✵ JAMES ✵

I stared at the entrance as I awaited for Lyra's appearance. The arranged meeting had made me feel very out of place as the men discussed business while the women discussed wedding arrangements. I chugged down my fifth glass of wine, before placing the empty object on a waiter's tray.

"She's here." Michael whispered to me, as he joined my side, while Nate's sister, Nora, stood on my other side. My gaze immediately fixated itself on the entrance. Lyra had walked in with her sister by her side. The two girls did wear different dresses, while Meia wore a red mermaid dress, Lyra wore a beige coloured gown that was slit by her leg. The material faded to transparency as it reached her ankle, after her knee. The upper half was simple with gold glitter on the framing, while a robe like material dangled off her shoulder, trailing behind her.

I watched Lyra look to her side to grab hold of a glass of wine to divulge herself in, while her sister took off to join her groom-to-be with their parents. I turned to my side and realised that everyone was too focused on the details of the couples wedding proposal, while I was the only one watching Lyra walk towards me. My eyes focused on the smooth skin of her leg that was revealed through the slit. I wondered how her mother allowed her to wear this if she had conservative and religious beliefs about how each of her children should be raised.

"You look beautiful." I whispered to the fair maiden in front of me as she smiled.

"You cleaned up well." She said back, still playing coy and cold with me. I smirked at her before placing my hand on her clothed back and guiding her to the crowd that continued to delve into the stories that Meia and Nate had to share, about their relationship, before discussing details of the wedding plan, with both parties.

Lyra and I both grabbed one last glass of wine before settling down on our seats, beside each other. My eyes focused on her sister in red who was standing, backing me, it was then that I noticed how exposed her back was, the dress was backless and proved that the bride was indeed not wearing a bra of any sort.

"I am so hungry." Lyra whispered to me, leaning towards me as she grabbed my attention back to her.

I smiled, "So am I."

The dinner came in courses as the participants started to talk about the wedding and the plans that were to be made. And the tiny little details that the couple were fussing about with. By the time the main course had arrived, my hunger had grown immensely. Without patience, both parties started to dig into the meal and eat as much of it as they could.

"So James, I hear you're the best man at the wedding." Mr Van Hayes declared, brining unnecessary attention to myself.

"Umm yes sir." I replied awkwardly, while sliding my arm through the slit of Lyra's dress. She whimpered a little in my hold before glaring at me.

"So tell me about how you got that role?" Her father suggested. It sounded more like an order.

"I bribed him into it." I joked, making everyone but Lyra laugh. The girl was too busy trying to push my hand off of her legs, making me want to touch her even more. I let my hand slide further up her skirt, to touch her inner thigh. Eventually the laughter died down and Lyra gave in to my touch.

"No but seriously, tell us more." Her father said aloud.

"Our families are close to each other's and we kind of grew up together." I simply explained, leaving out the playful fact that I was older than him by a few months and so he had no choice but to give in to me wanting to be the best man. We didn't exactly get along as people thought we did, we had a fall out when one of his exes had gotten into my bed and framed me for seducing her.

"Oh." The crowd started to act like my story lacked value.

"I do remember that time you fell out of a tree for being too heavy on the branch." Nathaniel joked, plucking out memories of the past. I ignored the story he was busy sharing and continued to tease her, by sliding my hand on her skin and touching her thighs. I left my fingers to draw on her skin, in the inner most part of her thighs.

"Excuse me." She managed to weakly announce before pushing my arm away from her, alongside unplugging my fingers from inside her. I watched her get up to leave to the bathroom.

"Is she okay?" Her mother innocently asked me, not at all doubting the fact that I just fingered her daughter under the table.

"Yes. I think she just feels a little dizzy. I'll go and check one her." I excused myself, gaining a lot of nods in approval before leaving.

Walking to the bathroom, I snuck into the empty women's toilets. Lyra stood awkwardly in front of the mirror, glaring at me as she did. 

You really shouldn't have done that," she warned. Ignoring her words, I said nothing in response as I moved towards her and crashed my lips on her, whilst pulling her body against mine. I placed one hand at the back of her head and let her melt against as me as she gave in to our basest desires and needs.

I could taste her on my tongue, and all of me wanted to devour her in that very place. But I knew that if I attempted to trap her in here with me, her mother would come check in on us as soon as she could. So, I pulled away just when the hungry beast named lust showed up in her. She groaned with disappointment as I smiled and mumbled about once again joining the dinner party that would begin to notice our absence if we wasted anymore time.