Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 61 Made for Each Other

Chapter 61 Made for Each Other

Madelyn became very bold under the influence of alcohol. Instead of being afraid, she wrapped her NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

arms around his neck and whispered, "I'm not in the mood for cooking."

Vivian, who was watching while standing beside, felt a surge of excitement.

The sight of Mr. Clark hugging Madelyn made her blush.

Vivian wanted to stay a little longer, but Benjamin didn’t like being watched. He took Madelyn in his

arms and put her on the seat of his golden Bentley Continental car parked at the entrance.

Fortunately, Madelyn didn’t make a scene after getting drunk and sat in the car quietly.

After closing the car door, Benjamin turned to Vivian and asked as a gesture of courtesy, "Do you need

a ride home?"

Vivian didn’t dare to bother him and quickly waved her hand, saying, "No, don't worry about me. Just

take care of Madelyn!"

Benjamin had heard of Vivian's reputation-the woman was a drinker and party-goer. He hadn't

expected her to get along so well with someone like Madelyn.

With a slight nod, Benjamin walked to the other side, opened the door, and got in the car.

The luxurious golden car drove away slowly...

Vivian said admiringly, "They are really made for each other!"

Suddenly, she slapped herself... It wasn't a dream! It was real! Her dear Madelyn had found herself an

extraordinary man!

...

As Benjamin drove away, he took a glance at the woman beside him after he stopped at the red traffic.

She was very quiet even when she was drunk.

She didn’t smell of alcohol; instead, she looked more attractive when she was buzzed.

Her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were gleaming.

When the car came to a stop, Madelyn asked in a daze, "Am I home?"

She reached out to open the car door, but she was grabbed by a strong arm.

Madelyn paused.

She looked up into his eyes.

Benjamin suddenly felt the urge to light a cigarette, but he restrained himself, considering that Madelyn

was in the car. He quietly drove them back to the apartment.

Benjamin seemed very calm, and his eyes were captivating. If she hadn’t known how firmly he was

holding her hand,

she couldn’t see how dominant he was at that moment.

"Benjamin..." Madelyn muttered his name.

There was a sound of clicking in the car, and it turned out that he locked the doors.

Benjamin turned to look at Madelyn, and said gently, "Sit on me."

What?

Madelyn blushed and couldn’t think straight anymore. She couldn't imagine that he would ask her to do

this...

Benjamin didn't rush her; instead, he looked her up and down.

Her dress was knee-high and made of silk.

It felt very soft and fit her well...Her legs beneath the dress looked fair and slender.

Benjamin thought he didn't have a sexual preference, but he knew deep down that he found Madelyn's

legs so attractive that every time she slept beside him, he enjoyed stroking her legs.

When he was alone with her just then, the faint smell of booze also made him feel slightly intoxicated.

Now, he really wanted to kiss her.

Madelyn stared at his good-looking face which was just inches away. She unbuckled her seat belt,

crawled over, and sat on his lap as if he had put a spell on her...She didn’t know how to please him and

just moaned while putting her arms around his neck.

Benjamin looked down at her and asked softly, "Aren’t you supposed to please me?"

Madelyn's mind was blank.

She found herself attracted to his handsome face. She tried to kiss him, but she was not good at

kissing.

Benjamin waited patiently for a while, but he could resist no longer. He unfastened the seat belt and

laid down the seat.

They started making out in the car...

...

When Madelyn woke up, it was already 12 o’clock at night.

Sitting up in bed, she scratched her head. Gradually she remembered what happened at the bar and

the passionate kiss in the car.

"Drinking always gets me into trouble."

Just as she was about to send a message to Vivian, Benjamin entered the master bedroom.

Leaning against the door, he said slowly, "You didn't prepare dinner."

Madelyn hastily got out of bed and replied, "What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you now."

Just as she walked to the door, Benjamin stopped her...