Page 148 of Vows In Corruption

“That she is.” He says, and I’m about to make a joke about he isn’t allowed to notice the beauty of other woman in front of me when I turn and notice that he isn’t looking at the woman whatsoever. His eyes are on me and me alone.

Have they been on me all night?

My body is telling me yes.

As I stare into my husbands eyes, I conclude that I don’t want to hear any longer. I want to go home and get lost in the way that he makes me feel. Watch the woman dance lit up something in me and I want to show my husband how much I appreciate him bringing me here and I hope to do that with my mouth.

“I think that I’m ready to get out of here.” I say to him with smile on my face that I hope is sexy enough for me to convey why I want to go home and what I want him to do to my body once we get there.

He throws me a smirk, before giving me an understanding nod.

His hand wraps around mine and quickly pulls us out of the private room we were in

We move through the club quickly. So quickly, that I didn’t even notice that Bennett had called our driver until we were already sliding into the back seat.

As soon at the door is shut behind us, Bennett pushes the button to put put he partition between us and the driver and doesn’t waste as single second to pounce on me.

My tongue slide along his and I let out a moan. I only had his mouth on mine not even an hour ago and I already had been missing it.

Needing to feel him everywhere, I hike up the dress that I’m wearing and close the distance between us, climbing on him until both my thighs are straddling him.

Immediately, one of Bennett’s hands go to my hair and pulls my mouth even closer to him as if even when connected there is still too much room.

Our tongues dance together and my body grind against his.

I don’t know if it was the club, or the promises he made for the night, but my need for this man is on a whole other level. I’m close to tearing the material coving our just to feel closer to him.

Bennett must have read my mind or is feeling the same way, because the hand that isn’t in my hair slides up my bare thigh until he meets makes contact with my core.

His fingers slide against my panties and for the first time tonight I wish I had gone bare. With no material in the way, his finger would have been in me already.

I let out a whimper as his knuckle grazes my clit. My hips buck wanting to feel more.

“Sure a greedy little thing.” Bennett says right before taking my bottom lip between his teeth.

“Only when I really want something.” I say, grinding myself onto his grown with more need.

“And what is it that you want, Sweet Ella?” His mouth moves away from mine and moves to my jaw and then to my neck.

Would it make me desperate if I push his face further down until he takes my breasts out of my dress and place his mouth on one of my nipples? They feels needy right now and the only fix is him.

“I want you.” I voice, bucking my hips against his harding cock.

“You have me. Now what else do you want?”

I start losing my mind as I circle my hips. “I want you to fuck me before we get home.”

“And how would you want me to do that?”

This man is asking way too many questions right now.

My need for an orgasm building up by the second, I decide to my inner CEO and start getting shit done. I slide my hand into Bennett’s hair and pull until his mouth is off my body and his eyes are looking into mine.

“You either fuck me with your fingers or your cock. I don’t care which, but you will do it, I will take matters into my own hands and make myself come and while you watch.”

The smirk that lands on his face is so fucking sexy. If I wasn’t already dripping for the man, I would be with the way the smirk spreads on his mouth.

“Are you bossing me around?”

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