"Close the window!"
Lucas Walker ordered.
The driver was busy pressing the switch, raising the glass that separated the front and back seats, giving the couple a private space of their own.
"No, the air will get stale…"
By the time Ivana Bennett tried to stop it, it was already too late; he had stretched out his hand, pulled her over, and tilted his head to bite and kiss her neck.
Stupid girl, still thinks she can't be dealt with?!
Ivana Bennett was kissed by him to the point of distraction, squirming and pleading for mercy in his arms.
"Husband… please… I… I was wrong…"
He still didn't let her go, his hand reached under her clothes to caress her back and waist, then he nipped at her neck again. His hand had already reached her side ribs but then quickly retracted.
Panting, Lucas Walker lifted his face from her neck, straightened her hair that he had messed up, and quickly withdrew his hand, not daring to touch her again, nor did he dare look at her.
