CHAPTER 15: LOST IN EACH OTHER

LOST IN EACH OTHER

Richmond escorted her outside to the parking lot, Anne had forgotten she came with Belle and Coco, she was consumed with the thoughts of the man beside her.

They got to where he packed his car.

When he opened the door for her, she couldn't help but notice how long his eyelashes were, when he lowered his eyes, they brushed across his sculptured cheeks creating alluring shadows on his face, his sharp nose, and his full lips, she couldn't help but admire his face.

He closed the door and entered the car, putting on his seatbelt.

He could sense the woman watching his every move, "You're good?" He asked as he faced the woman straight in the eye.

Her face looked innocent yet bewitching, he was used to women throwing themselves at him but now he was the one making the advances, and all it took to make him this docile was her looking eyes, she was special.

For the first time in his life, he felt alive.

She lowered her eyes when she couldn't hold his intense gaze anymore, that action only made Richmond harder than he already was.

He cleared his throat and inhaled sharply, "we should leave now?" He asked huskily.

Anne nodded her head in agreement, he smiled and started driving the car.

Although the car AC was on Richmond felt hot, Anne's scent filled the entire car, and he felt his blood boiling.

He felt like bouncing on her but he didn't want her to see him like an animal.

The more he inhaled her scent, the more he became restless and the more he becomes aroused.

He was shifting quietly on his seat to relieve the edge of his budget.

He squeezed his hands on the wheels tightly, his veins were pumping out but he didn't mind, he was trying to clear his head from the animalistic thoughts going through it and also focus on the road.

Anne could feel the changes in the air, it was darker and tenser than before.

Richmond's face was stoic and serious, for a moment, Anne wondered if he was angry at her, then she asked,

"Are you angry at me? You look like you are mad at something or maybe someone, having said that she turned her face to look at the window.

Richmond looked surprised at the woman beside him.

He parked the car beside the road, Anne was confused and looked at Richmond, are they not going to the hotel anymore? She thought to herself.

Richmond inhaled, filling his lungs with her alluring scent.

"If only know what your scent is doing to me baby, you don't know how I am trying my best not to pounce on you and take you right here and now baby," his voice low and husky.

He took her hand from her lap and brought it to the budge denting in his trousers, "this is how you make me feel baby."

Anne was dumbfounded and was lost for words but she felt satisfaction that she made this man hungry for her.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and cautiously touched his shaft and Richmond jacked up involuntarily.

He groaned loudly but urged her with the tilt of his head to continue.

She became bolder and unbuckled his belt, she had only seen this kind of play in videos but had never experienced it before.

She had never wanted to do it with anyone until she met this enchanting man and all of a sudden she wanted to please him.

She unzipped his pants and his shaft sprang out in freedom, standing erect.

Her eyes widened in surprise, she was shocked to see that it was much bigger than she expected.

Richmond was alarmed and wanted to cover up his body but he held himself, waiting to see her next move.

She licked her lips eagerly, she wanted to give him pleasure.

He became relieved when he saw her relaxed.

She stroked his shaft gently before lowering her head to suck on it.

She bobbed her head on it, it was obvious she wasn't experiencing this kind of play but Richmond wasn't concerned with that, her scent was already intoxicating.

The scent of her arousal was maddening, his breath labored, "Baby, we should stop," he pulled her away from his erection.

She looked at him with questions in her eyes.

He kissed her full on the lips, her lips soft against his own, "I shouldn't be the only one taking pleasure, I should also be giving you pleasure," he zipped his pants and buckled his belt.

It felt like his whole body was on fire.

Anne smiled coyly, knowing she was making him feel like that.

His eyes were intense, "Baby, I can't wait anymore," he said and started the car.

He drove like a man who was being chased by the cops, he drove with high speed as if his life depended on it.

Reaching the hotel, the receptionist a young woman dressed in a red skirt and white shirt with a red jacket over it, the name of the hotel written on the left side of the jacket, her black hair was packed elegantly in a bun on top of her head.

Seeing a man with a woman was nothing new to the receptionist until she saw the face of the man and she stood up instantly in respect, it was the face of the hottest billionaire in the city. It was a known fact that Mr. Ashvery wasn't a womanizer and wondered who the lucky woman beside him was.

She greeted him warmly but didn't spare a glance at Anne, not that Anne paid her any attention.

The receptionist's face was green with jealousy, She had heard the rumors of how picky Mr. Ashvery was when it came to women and people in general and wondered how Anne managed to seduce him.

The couple didn't mind the receptionist at all, they were lost in each other gazes.