Going Up!

Chapter Eleven

Ben slipped his hand in mine as the car started to move. I took another sip of my champagne enjoying the tiny bubbles against my tongue. I didn't drink champagne often finding it lead to me getting too tipsy, too fast pretty much every time.

Mental note I should only have this one glass.

"You really do look beautiful Rey." Ben was playing with his champagne glass in his right hand while staring at me, his left hand still laced in mine. "I don't know many people who could pull that dress off quite the way you have tonight. And by that I mean it's literally taking every ounce of self control I have not to rip it off of you this instant." His tone was dark, ominous almost.

Goosebumps erupted up my arms and I lifted our joined hands and kissed the back his knuckles. He rolled his shoulders back and exhaled deeply blowing outward as he leaned his head back closing his eyes. "You ok?" I murmured my voice husky.

"I will be, currently having an internal conversation with my dick asking him to behave." He nodded at the not so small bulge in his pants.

My eyes darted to the open window between us and the driver. "Does that thing close? And once it does... Can he ah.. see back or hear back here?" I asked blushing.

This got Ben's attention as he quickly sat his drink down and reached for the panel sliding the divider up. "I don't know what you're thinking but I'm game, I can absolutely promise you that." He hit the intercom button. "Once we arrive at the function if the divider isn't open, circle until it is."

The intercom crackled before a "Yes, Sir" came through and the static buzzed off again.

I tossed the remainder of my champagne back and reached over Ben's lap purposefully rubbing my chest across him. He let a loud groan and grabbed my ass pulling me into his lap as I carefully draped my dress around him effectively straddling him.

"You know," I breathed into his ear, "I promised myself I wouldn't fuck you in this limo before the dinner." I placed a kiss just below his ear and he moaned again. Feeling slightly daring and a little charged from the bubbly I nipped his neck with my teeth and he gripped my hips tightly, forcefully grinding me into his erection.

"Rey if you do that again I am going to rip the underwear you have on off and fuck you until you can't walk, much less can attend this dinner." He growled, as his hand found its way into my hair digging into my scalp. His large hand pushed into my roots as he pulled my head back by my hair slightly exposing my neck and sending sparks throughout my scalp and down into my core.

"Fuuck" I groaned the word, as I pulled his hand off my head. "Don't mess up my hair too much. I don't want to look like we just fucked as we get out of this limo Ben." I laughed.

He nipped my neck back and laughed. "Baby you gotta stop this then because the way things are going it's gonna happen sooner rather than later."

I took the opportunity to slide myself down his body and into the floor of the limo. My dress pooling around my body. Settling between his knees I reached for the fly on his dress pants, as I  did he grabbed my wrist, "Rey, for someone who doesn't want to mess up your makeup that's one sure as fuck way to do it."

I threw my head back in frustration. "This is such bullshit." If I could have stomped my feet I would have.

Pulling me back up into his lap he kissed me lightly. "I have a better idea." He shifted me into the seat and reached back to the bar for his champagne glass before handing it to me. So much for one glass of champagne, I thought to myself before throwing it back too.

"That bad?" He chuckled.

"Yes!" I said and it came out as an exasperated groan. Ben's smile was devious as he now slid onto the floor of the limo and pulled my knees apart. Oh fuck. Ok. This could work. My eyes met his as he lifted my dress and inspected the black garter clips.