Chapter 541 Passion on the Back Seat
Michael looked into Elizabeth's eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't know what she looks like. I haven't seen her."
Elizabeth continued to kiss him. "You're so good. Is it because of me that you don't look at her?"
Michael extended a finger, gently pressing it against her forehead, and pushed her away slightly. "Sit back. Or get out of the car."
Elizabeth immediately grabbed his finger, picked up a wet wipe from the side, and cleaned it.
Then, catching Michael off guard, she put his finger in her mouth and slowly sucked on it.
Her eyes never left Michael's.
Michael suddenly felt the air in the car thin, making it hard to breathe. He took deep breaths and turned his face away.
Elizabeth chuckled softly, tilted her head, and kissed his Adam's apple, lightly licking it with the tip of her tongue.
Michael's breathing became heavy. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
Elizabeth continued to tease him.
She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time.
Michael grabbed her restless hand, his voice hoarse. "Elizabeth! Don't go too far! This is the Murphy family's car!"
Elizabeth kissed his chest. "Since you dared to let me in your car, I believe you have a way to handle the aftermath. That's not my concern."
She whispered in his ear, "Your body is more honest than your mouth."
Elizabeth's hand reached for Michael's suit pants.
"Michael, you really impress me. A few days without seeing you, and your self-control has improved!"
Elizabeth moved off Michael's lap, just about to make another move.
Michael, thinking she was retreating, grabbed her back, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her fiercely.
His large hand slipped under Elizabeth's clothes, roughly groping her body.
"Elizabeth, you asked for this!"
Elizabeth responded to his stormy kisses, gasping, "Bastard! Be gentle! You're hurting me!"
Michael eased his grip, his hand on her waist slowly moving to her back, caressing her.
Elizabeth let out a pleased moan.
She clung to his neck, unsatisfied, continuing to kiss him.
Elizabeth's other hand wasn't idle either, fumbling to unbuckle Michael's belt, pulling it out forcefully, and skillfully unzipping his pants.
She reached inside, gently stroking his hard part.
Michael let out a muffled groan. "Elizabeth, are you a succubus? Do you enjoy seducing me this much?"
He repositioned Elizabeth on his lap, lifting her skirt and pulling down her panties, letting her body envelop him.
Michael closed his eyes, letting out a soft moan.
Elizabeth sat on him, moving up and down slowly.
Michael held her, burying his head between her breasts, gently sucking.
They left marks all over each other's bodies.
Elizabeth, panting, asked him, "Michael, when you go back and Cordelia sees the hickeys on you, will she ask about them? What will you say?"
Michael grabbed her hips, moving in sync with her. "Cordelia is sensible. She won't ask. She doesn't talk as much as you."
Elizabeth bit his shoulder hard, lifting a leg to turn around.
Michael grabbed her, pressing her onto the back seat, entering her from behind with force.
Elizabeth couldn't help but cry out.
Michael's hand slapped her butt without mercy. "Will you behave?"
Elizabeth cried out again. "No! I won't! I'm not your pet canary. Why should I listen to you?"
In the end, Elizabeth's cries turned into soft sobs.
"Michael, you bastard! Why are you using so much force?"
In response, another crisp slap landed on her butt.
"Michael, you bastard, how dare you hit me!"
Michael's movements quickened.
Elizabeth's cries also sped up.
Finally, Michael released his seed inside her.
Elizabeth regretted it a bit.
Why did she provoke Michael? Now she was sore all over, especially her butt.
She lay half-dead on the back seat.
Michael exhaled softly, taking a wet wipe to clean them both up.
Elizabeth didn't move, letting him turn her over and over.
He helped her put her clothes back on, buttoning them up.
"Alright, get out. I'll find a way to contact you when I have news about Nolan."
Elizabeth felt a bit uneasy. "Is it really okay that we did this in the Murphy family's car?"
Michael glanced at her. "Isn't it a bit late to worry about that now?"
Elizabeth lowered her head, mumbling, "I just missed you too much."
Michael scoffed lightly. "Did you miss me, or did you just want to have sex with me? You wanted to leave a mark on me, didn't you?"
Elizabeth lowered her head even more. "I really didn't think that far."
Michael tidied her hair and lifted her chin. "Alright, I'll handle the Murphy family. You don't need to worry. Find Nolan and get him out of here immediately."
Elizabeth couldn't stay any longer and got out of the car.
She took a cab back to the hotel, where her bodyguard was still waiting in the lobby.
She walked over. "Didn't you go back to your room?"
The bodyguard sighed. "I had to wait for you."
Elizabeth suddenly felt guilty. "I'm back. Go get some sleep!"
The bodyguard stood up and walked with her to the elevator.
"Ms. Jones, I saw Nolan outside the hotel."
Elizabeth stopped in her tracks. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The bodyguard sighed. "Nolan told me not to."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and slapped her forehead. "Then why are you telling me now?"
"I thought about it and decided it's better to tell you. After all, you're my boss."
"Should I thank you?"
Elizabeth quickened her pace towards her room.
"It's not safe outside. Let's talk in my room."
The bodyguard followed Elizabeth back to her room.
As soon as Elizabeth entered, she kicked off her high heels.
"Speak."
The bodyguard swallowed.
"Ms. Jones, I saw Nolan dressed casually, walking past the hotel. He didn't have a backpack or a hat."
He hesitated, glancing at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth pondered. "That means Nolan is staying nearby. He must have found out my room number but is deliberately not coming to see me! That mischievous kid!"
The bodyguard hesitated, then asked softly, "Ms. Jones, there's one more thing. If I tell you, will you dock my pay?"
Elizabeth immediately looked at him. "What? Have you betrayed me?"
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