Love’n’Lust

“What are you doing? I thought you were going to stay at your office all night. Don’t you have a meeting to be at?”

“I finished early,” he answered all of Belle’s questions.

“I planned to spend the night with my sister.” She thought to inform him.

“Change of plans then,” he put the flower behind her left ear to accessorize her hair. With a smile, he continued.”I want to take you somewhere.”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Where?”

“Midnight.”

“Is that a place?”

“Yes. Let your sister know you are leaving.”

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Zina was the one driving Ben and Belle today while the other convoys followed. Belle didn’t know where she was been taken till the car they rode in came to a stop.

Belle saw a small but bright signboard with an inscribed name on it. It read: MIDNIGHT. Belle quickly recognized that they were outside of a nightclub. She stopped looking outside her window and turned to Ben with surprise.

“Are we at a club right now?”

“Yes.” She heard him reply before he came down from the car after Zina held the door open for him. He went round the car and opened hers.

Zina saw her step out of the car with her right foot first. Her finely manicured toenails added an amount of exuberance to her feet on the black heels she had on.

‘Look away, Zina, look away.’ She begged herself when she saw Belle in the red mini dress. It looked different now than when she picked it up from the designer. It was probably the atmosphere they were in adding a different aura to Belle’s body in the dress. A soft breeze came and it made some of the feathers at the hem of the flay minidress fly while still on the dress. It drew Zina’s attention to Belle’s skinny thighs.

While her eyes were still on Belle, she saw Ben put his right arm around her waist before they started towards the red carpet leading inside. Zina closed the car door which Belle just alighted from and gave the keys to the chauffeur waiting to receive it from her. She went behind, Ben and Belle.

Belle’s eyes couldn’t help but marvel at how different the place was from the clubs she had been to with Brie and Cherry for clubbing before.

Ben held her hand to help her up some flight to the stairs. She smiled at him before going up. When they were up, she didn’t need to be informed that they were at a VIP lounge. There were averagely large comfortable sofas facing each other with a demarcating glass table in between them. There were some men in suits standing at the four corners of the open space.

Ben took her to one of the sofas and sat before her, then he helped her sit on his left lap. Zina saw her boss’s right-hand rest comfortably on Belle’s thighs with the left around her waist while he talked to her. She swallowed and looked in another direction but it wasn’t long before she looked back at them both. His hand was no longer resting on Belle’s thighs, he was rubbing on them instead.

The man whom she stood beside noticed that she was staring and found the need to budge her by the shoulder to get her to look away again. She began to wonder if Ben found out about how she had an infatuation for his woman and decided to bring Belle here with him just to catch her staring at them spending time together. If it was a trap, she had to avoid it. She looked away again, to save herself.

“What would you like to have?” Ben whispered in Belle’s ear when someone came to attend to their needs.

“I’ll have anything good,” She turned her neck to the person and answered directly.

“Anything?” Ben asked her, just in case she wanted something more specific. She nodded to him and then turned to the person again.

“Anything, just as long as it isn’t alcoholic.” The person blinked when her demand included something non-alcoholic. He wanted to inform her that there wasn’t a possibility that there would be a non-alcoholic drink available but she was with Ben so he just smiled politely and nodded before leaving.

“You didn’t request what you would like to have?” Belle asked after the person left.

“He already knows what I’d like to have,” Ben said and looked at the dancefloor downstairs. Belle saw where his eyes went so she looked down too.

The drinks came quicker than Belle was used to. She knew when rich people like Ben went clubbing, they usually bought expensive drinks which came with an accompanying siren but it seemed to her that Ben didn’t want his presence at the club to be known. It also seemed to her like it was a private club they were at because the songs being played weren’t very loud. They were just loud enough to be heard across the room but not deafeningly loud.

Zina was more than surprised when an orange drink was brought to Belle. It was the first time she had seen someone have an orange drink at a nightclub but it was what Ben’s woman wanted, anything could change for that.

Belle was drinking from her glass when Ben took it from her. She saw him keep it on the glass table in front of them. He brought his tumbler to her lips. She could smell the vodka.

“Here, have a sip.”

“No.” She shook her head.

“Come on, just a little.” Ben insisted. Belle placed her hands over his as he helped her drink from his tumbler.

The harsh taste of the vodka hit her lips, it made her wince before pushing the glass away from her lips.

“A little more?” Ben held the tumbler still but she turned her face in an opposite direction to show that she didn’t want to.

“I had more than a sip,” she frowned when she looked back at him. He just chuckled before giving her a peck on the lips. Belle didn’t want a peck, she wanted a tongue kiss so she took it from him.

With both her hands caressing around his neck and messing his hair a little, she kissed him back and made their tongues touch. Ben tightened his left arm around her waist when she kissed him deeply, and just when he was about to shamelessly do more than return her kiss, she separated their lips, leaving him looking at her with his lips parted.

Belle laughed, loudly and unexpectedly then she suddenly stopped. She kissed beneath his lips, then his cheeks, before letting her tongue wet his right ear when she suck on it.

“Not here,” she whispered to him then laughed again but not as loudly as before.

“You know how badly you make me lose control of myself, don’t you?” He swallowed after he whispered back to her.

Belle kept her face so close to his but didn’t kiss him any more than she already did. She just bit her lower lips with a seductive smile while she enjoyed how hungry she was making him.

“Dance with me,” she stopped biting her lips. Ben smiled. He found it funny, how easily alcohol could hit her.

“Will you dance?” He asked because he knew she didn’t want to dance that night at the charity event in City N.

“I should ask you that.” She laughed again, but this time it was a low giggle.

Zina saw her get up from Ben’s lap with her body moving in a snake-like motion. Belle danced alone for a minute while Ben watched her with a smile. He loved how her waist moved with the rhythm of the slow music.

Ben gulped his glass in one go and decided to join her. This unusual action of his made the bouncers look at each other in uniform surprise. Ben went behind her so her twining waist could be against him.

Belle turned around and put her arms around his neck. She continued to mess up his hair like earlier as she ran her hand through it and played with it. She stopped dancing and Ben’s hand roamed behind her, leaving her waist and caressing her small ass.

“Ben?” She called in his right ear when she placed her hands on his shoulder.”Let’s leave.”

“You want to leave?”

“Mhmm. I just want to be alone with you so I can suck it,” she giggled lightly and drunkenly. Ben chuckled when she said that. He knew what ‘it’ she was speaking of.

“And then I’m going to ride on it like a horse,” She rested her head on his chest to smell his perfume.

Alex was at another corner which was also featured as a VIP section. She stopped drinking from the glass in her hand to watch Ben and Belle dance together, her anger was growing beyond her control again.

‘I shouldn’t have come here today,’ she thought and cursed after.