The Driver

“Submissive women? Only one was submissive, Hanna. She’s a special little gem. I was looking more for a woman who could play whatever role a man wanted.” Ella said smiling at Michael. “I think the others fit that bill.”

Picking up her glass once again, “Isn’t it obvious what Tom likes?” Ella laughed and took a sip of champagne.

Before Ella could answer Michael’s question about smuggling the women, he asked a more serious question. It caught her off guard and so did the caress of his hand on her chin.

With her gaze fixed on him, “Right.” she softly replied as he removed his hand and took the glass from her hand, sitting it on the coffee table.

Ella leaned over to Michael and ran her hand along his jaw line up to his ear. Her warm moist lips met his and kissed him. All the flirting she had done over the last few days flooded out of her in that kiss as her hand moved to the back of his neck. Sliding closer to him, turning her body more towards him, Ella kissed Michael deeper. With each second, the kiss grew exceedingly more passionate, more sensual, and more wanton.
 
"What is obvious to me is that Donnelly gets what he wants. I am not certain that he deserves what he gets, but he gets it. He has the money, and the money buys power, and the power results in people giving him exactly what he wants in order to make sure they are in his favor.. or that he spends his money on them."

He returned her kiss. It was, without a doubt, the best kiss that he had ever experienced. He placed his hands on her hips. At the moment, he could have cared less about Donnelly, or his spies, or anything else. All that he cared about was Ella.

A battle ensued. It was a duel between their tongues. Both of them trying to gain an edge.. to gain control. He was not going to surrender to her. Michael was relentless in his desire to control the kiss. In fact, he was determined to control the entire situation. Ella had spent days flirting with him. She was going to pay for it... and he was convinced that she would love it.

His fingers dug into her hips as the kiss grew out of control. Neither of them could get enough of the other. Michael wanted Ella badly, and not just in the moment. He wanted to spend days... weeks... with her... exploring her.... making love to her.... fucking her. He slid a hand up and cupped her breast through her dress.... the next step of their erotic dance had been taken.
 
Ella’s body melted under Michael’s touch. The sensual caress of his hand brought her nipples to hardened masses. And that kiss, it sent shockwaves straight to her hot moist pussy.

Ella broke free of their lustful kiss. Placing her left foot on the floor firmly and pulling her dress over her knees, she crossed her right leg over his lap. Ella rose slightly off the sofa, hiking her dress higher she rolled herself on top of Michael without looking at him.


Slowly Ella lifted her eyes revealing all her wants and desires as her eyes met Michael’s. Her body pressed into his as her lips met his again. Passionately she kissed him as she enjoyed the closeness of her pussy to his cock.

Ella began to move her lips over Michael’s face. Tiny little kisses made their way to his ear.

“I want you badly.....” she whispered.

Ella leaned away from Michael, her hands roaming up and down his chest as she gazed into his eyes only to stop at the bow tie around his neck.

Deliberately she tugged at the ends of the bow, untying it. Smiling at Michael, Ella’s fingers undone the top button, then the next. Teasingly she worked her way down his shirt until she reached the waistband of his trousers. With a hand on each side of the shirt, Ella exposed Michael’s chest. Once his shirt was open, Ella realized Michael still had on the tuxedo jacket. Her hands ran under the lapels and up to Michael’s shoulders where she slid the jacket back. Michael in response freed himself from the jacket.

Ella kissed Michael’s cheek softly as she pulled his shirt from his trousers and unbuttoned the last few buttons. Her lips trailed down his neck leaving little kisses as she pushed his shirt over his shoulders.

Michael lifted his right arm and held out his wrist. Without a word Ella knew to remove the cufflink. He then repeated the motion with his left arm. Smiling at him she removed his shirt.

All the while, her pussy growing wetter and wetter.......
 
After Ella undid his cuff links, Michael moved his hands to her perfect ass. He slid the hem of her dress up higher and grasped her cheeks, which were exposed to him thanks to her wearing nothing underneath her dress. His fingers dug into her flesh as he pushed her down into his lap.

He kissed her neck and slowly moved his lips down to her collarbone. He spread her cheeks wide as he nibbled her collarbone and his fingers began to explore..... teasingly. He loved the way she reacted to him. He was certain that her body movements would create a great deal of pleasure.

Her body pressed to his as she sat in his lap was wonderful. He allowed her free access to him and she took it and undressed him. He was certainly going to enjoy it when it was his turn to undress her. He wanted to see her wonderful body. He wanted to touch her wonderful body. He wanted to pleasure her wonderful body.

"I would tell you that you might want to be very careful Ella. Once you have been with me, you may have no desire to go back to your boyfriend. That would not make him happy since you are his favorite girl. he might get upset with you."

Michael's hands slid up Ella's back until his fingers found the zipper to the dress. Taking the zipper in two fingers, he slowly slid it down.. his fingers caressing the skin of her back as he lowered it. Once it was unzipped all the way, he leaned Ella back and slid the dress from her shoulders.... her body about to be revealed to him.
 
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