Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2371 - 77: Leslie Howard Realizes She Can’t Escape
"Leslie..."
David Redington’s movements continued.
Elizabeth Henson left, knowing Director Henson would handle things outside, and redirected his focus back.
He re-engaged the door lock with one hand while supporting Leslie Howard with the other, continuing his offensive.
At the most passionate moment, merely kissing the woman in his arms was no longer satisfying.
The man buried his face in the sweetly scented hair of the woman, involuntarily nibbling on her delicate ear lobe, grinding it lightly with his lips.
What he couldn’t resist most was Leslie Howard’s "seduction."
He knew full well she was proactively snuggling up, coquettishly wrapping her arms around his neck, offering her lips, deliberately rubbing her soft body against him.
All of this was to divert his attention, preventing him from minding Winona Wallace outside.
She even purposely let out suggestive and ambiguous sounds, all to provoke Winona Wallace, to anger that woman.
In truth, Leslie Howard merely saw him as a tool for revenge, a presence that would displease Winona Wallace.
Yet despite this, David Redington still willingly let her use him, just as he always had.
He even hoped her use could be deeper and last longer.
"Um... shouldn’t you let go?" Being suspended in the air like that was something Leslie Howard wasn’t quite used to.
She only ever did that with David Redington in bed, but behind a door, held in his arms, relying entirely on his strength was a first.
Although she knew that enticing a man’s fire, especially one like David Redington who was usually silent but overwhelming in such moments, was not wise.
But just then, the situation was urgent. Leslie Howard was afraid David Redington would pay attention to Winona Wallace, so she could only block his mouth with her lips.
"Leslie, don’t forget what I taught you... This game you started can’t be ended at your whim. The fire you sparked, tell me, shouldn’t you be the one to extinguish it, hmm?"
As he said the final syllable, David Redington’s actions intensified clearly.
Suddenly, an uncontrollable moan escaped her lips, and Leslie Howard almost bit her tongue in embarrassment.
"You... be gentler..." Realizing she couldn’t escape, she knew that David Redington was most unreasonable at this time.
Leslie Howard’s nose tinged red, burying her face into his shoulder, unable to resist retaliatory nibbles.
Faced with Leslie Howard’s challenge, David Redington felt no frustration, even soothingly caressing the back of her neck with his large hand.
In their mutual passion, he patiently comforted her unease and anxiety.
Inside the lounge, the two were entwined, while at the same time outside the lounge, Director Henson finally calmed Winona Wallace.
"You must have misheard. It’s just David Redington inside, no one else, certainly no fanatic fans. Don’t worry, Winona Wallace, would I lie to you? Now, go back and touch up your makeup. It’s smudged... Fix it quickly and come back for filming, don’t keep everyone waiting just for you!"
Recognizing Director Henson’s rising irritation, even anger.
Even if Winona Wallace knew there was someone else inside with David Redington possibly doing those things, she was furious but had to acquiesce.
Director Henson was already upset.
Even if Winona Wallace wasn’t afraid to offend Elizabeth Henson, it wasn’t worth offending a whole film director over such a trifling matter.
After much consideration, Winona Wallace reluctantly forced a gentle smile: "Director Henson, you’re right, how could I not trust you... Whatever you say goes. I was just concerned about David Redington. I’ll go fix my makeup now and be right back."
Then, without waiting for Director Henson to urge further, Winona Wallace adopted a ’barely managing’ demeanor, leaning on Yvonne Holbrook for support as she left.
