The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Drive You Insane [2]

I moaned helplessly as he sucked against my bottom lip, shivering when his hand hoisted my skirt to palm my asscheek, giving a hard squeeze.

I melted against him as our lock got more out of control. I ran my lips to the corner of his mouth before dragging them to his Adam’s apple, licking back to his chin in a quivering breath.

The strong smell of his cologne, mixed with smoke, altered my senses.

A horn blasted through, and I blinked away from my reverie.

I hadn’t saddled Ares nor kissed him; I was still seated where I was, and our eyes were still doused in desire.

Ares’ gaze went back to the road, and I tried my best to calm my quivering body.

It was all in my head. What’s wrong with me?

The cars behind us roared with horns, the light had turned green, and Ares was yet to go.

But then the engine roared to life, tires screeching against the asphalt as it shot ahead.

"Please, please, please!" I mumbled under my breath as panic filled my lungs faster than the first time.

Ares kicked in gear again and blurred through the free road, and I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for an imminent crash, but they flashed open soon right after, when I felt his hand on my thigh.

Rasping, I set my eyes on his side profile before leveling them to his hand. It just rested there without moving. I anticipated it would, completely forgetting we were speeding.

His hand moved, and I shamelessly parted my knees to get him to dive in.

What am I doing? I’m not enjoying this, am I?

He fondled, and my body clenched from a feeling. I pressed my back into the seat, my chest rising and falling heavily as the adrenaline coursed through my veins like fire.

I’m still overwhelmed by this wild ride, and adding his strokes to the mix was like playing with a volcano about to erupt.

I invited him more, my skirt hoisting with ease until his hand fingers grazed my panties, he rubbed against the damped area, and a soft sigh released from me.

I’m fucking wet and at this point I don’t care, I just want him to touch me.

I glanced his way, a silent plea in my eyes. He focused on the road, but for some reason, I could tell he could feel my desperation.

I thrust my hips forward, and more of his fingers pushed into me. I jolted when he moved it, giving soft rubs to the spot and stimulating me further.

"A-Ares..." I moaned lightly, writhing against my seat to feel him more.

His jaw clenched hard, and he retreated his hand, leaving me with a burn that wasn’t sated.

The car came to an abrupt stop, and I tried to catch my breath, a feeling flaring in my insides.

Annoyance.

When the doors lifted open, I stepped out quickly for air. I lingered at that spot, trying to collect myself, while hiding my vexation.

~☆~

Eating lunch at a five-star restaurant wasn’t the norm for me, but it was a cool experience, if only I could digest my food properly.

I lifted my gaze to Ares eating, and when he caught my stare, I brought mine back to my food, eager to cut my steak.

What happened in the car was too fresh not to speak about and ignore, so I set my cutlery down about speaking, but Ares’ phone rang.

He grabbed it, seeing the caller, and said. "Excuse me."

He pushed to his feet and walked to the corner to answer.

Why did he stop?

I have had enough.

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