Chapitre 242: Chapter Two Hundred and Fourty Two

"Is everything all right, Mr Perry?" Darrell asked when he saw Samson and Isabella come out of the theater, and walk towards the car.

"Yes Darrell" Samson replied, "Just drive us back home." His hand was still wrapped around Isabella's waist, and the thought of getting his hands on her bare skin was driving him crazy. Right now, he wasn't in the mood to answer any of Darrell's questions. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he would be able wait until they got to his place.

Darrell nodded and opened the door.

Isabella slipped inside and Samson followed. As soon as the car began to move, Isabella put her hands on both side of his face and pulled him closer. The simple gesture turned him on even more. It made him know just how much she wanted him and simply knowing that she was as eager as he was was sexy as hell.

“Fuck,” he groaned, the feeling arcing through him like a sizzling bolt of electricity.

“Baby. You are beautiful.” Isabella whispered.