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Authors: Dawn Robertson, Jo-Anna Walker
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me.”
And what kind of man would I be if I didn’t give my wife what she wanted? I thrust into her one last time before releasing inside of her. “Oh shit,” I growled, my dick pulsing.
Jennifer moaned, her body shaking around me. “God, I love it when you come.”
I pulled out and spread her beneath me. “You good?”
She sighed and I wrapped my arms around her. “Yes. My skin is tingling like you’re touching me everywhere.”
“Good. Now every part of you has been touched by me,” I whispered into her ear.
“Hmm,” she breathed out with a moan.
I smiled. “You’re mine, love. Every piece of you, I own.”
Her eyes closed and her breathing became deep and even.
I kissed her head and moved to roll off of her then she said something that changed everything. Changed my life. Our relationship. Every single fucking thing.
“I love you, Mathis.”
T HE L B OMB
(Jenny)
Did I really just say that? Did I let the L word slip right out of my mouth? Am I really that wrapped up in good sex that I just became that girl ? Or did I really feel that way for this man who was still so much of a stranger? I had no idea, because I had never been in love.
But, was he really a stranger? Mathis was my husband and while we may have done things completely backwards, whatever this was... it clearly worked for us. In some sort of dysfunctional, fucked up way. I guess I should have never expected to do love the right way considering nothing in my life ever gone as planned.
His strong arms wrapped around me as his stubble covered chin rubbed along my neck. His lips grazed my collarbone trailing kisses along their path.
“I think I love you too, Jennifer.”
With his confession a sigh leaves my mouth and my body relaxes against his smooth chest.
“Stop overthinking things, love.”
I just wish it was that easy.
Turning in his arms, I kissed him goodnight once again and begged sleep to take me.
“Love, it’s time to get up.”
In the distance I swore I heard an alarm going off, but after our middle of the night sexcapades, I had no desire to move, let alone get out of bed. My body ached from his possession, but God it hurt so fucking good.
“Ugggghhhhh, go away,” I mumbled while I pulled a pillow over my head. “I don’t wannnnna.” I probably sounded like a little kid who doesn’t want to be dragged out of bed for school but, knowing the entire day was going to be spent with my parents was much worse. I would take another ten years of Catholic school over a day in Las Vegas, with them, and my new husband.
“Jennifer, I have a business dinner tonight. I’d love for you to come with me. Do you think you are up for that?”
I was taken aback by his request. A business dinner? Of course I had done them in the past. Believe it or not, sometimes those skeevy old geezers used to enjoy a little arm candy for more than just a blow job.
“You want me to be your date?” As I finally blinked my eyes open to meet the early morning Vegas sun seeping through the long lush curtains, I can notice the scowl on Mathis’ face.
“No, I don’t want you to be my date. I want you to accompany me as my wife. Which is something you need to get used to, because I have a number of important business deals coming up in the next couple of months.” His tone is short, clipped, and to the point. I haven’t seen him like this very often, but when irate Mathis made an appearance, Jennifer makes her exit.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Mathis.” I slowly sat up in bed, pulling the covers up with me, careful not to expose my naked body. “I’ve been down this road before, but not in this way. I didn’t think you wanted to introduce me as your wife yet. People talk...” I trailed off, but before I can continue the thought, he explodes.
“LET THEM TALK, JENNIFER! You are MY wife. You belong to ME and NO ONE ELSE!” His tone scared me. Irate probably wasn’t a good word to describe him anymore. Furious or even enraged
And what kind of man would I be if I didn’t give my wife what she wanted? I thrust into her one last time before releasing inside of her. “Oh shit,” I growled, my dick pulsing.
Jennifer moaned, her body shaking around me. “God, I love it when you come.”
I pulled out and spread her beneath me. “You good?”
She sighed and I wrapped my arms around her. “Yes. My skin is tingling like you’re touching me everywhere.”
“Good. Now every part of you has been touched by me,” I whispered into her ear.
“Hmm,” she breathed out with a moan.
I smiled. “You’re mine, love. Every piece of you, I own.”
Her eyes closed and her breathing became deep and even.
I kissed her head and moved to roll off of her then she said something that changed everything. Changed my life. Our relationship. Every single fucking thing.
“I love you, Mathis.”
T HE L B OMB
(Jenny)
Did I really just say that? Did I let the L word slip right out of my mouth? Am I really that wrapped up in good sex that I just became that girl ? Or did I really feel that way for this man who was still so much of a stranger? I had no idea, because I had never been in love.
But, was he really a stranger? Mathis was my husband and while we may have done things completely backwards, whatever this was... it clearly worked for us. In some sort of dysfunctional, fucked up way. I guess I should have never expected to do love the right way considering nothing in my life ever gone as planned.
His strong arms wrapped around me as his stubble covered chin rubbed along my neck. His lips grazed my collarbone trailing kisses along their path.
“I think I love you too, Jennifer.”
With his confession a sigh leaves my mouth and my body relaxes against his smooth chest.
“Stop overthinking things, love.”
I just wish it was that easy.
Turning in his arms, I kissed him goodnight once again and begged sleep to take me.
“Love, it’s time to get up.”
In the distance I swore I heard an alarm going off, but after our middle of the night sexcapades, I had no desire to move, let alone get out of bed. My body ached from his possession, but God it hurt so fucking good.
“Ugggghhhhh, go away,” I mumbled while I pulled a pillow over my head. “I don’t wannnnna.” I probably sounded like a little kid who doesn’t want to be dragged out of bed for school but, knowing the entire day was going to be spent with my parents was much worse. I would take another ten years of Catholic school over a day in Las Vegas, with them, and my new husband.
“Jennifer, I have a business dinner tonight. I’d love for you to come with me. Do you think you are up for that?”
I was taken aback by his request. A business dinner? Of course I had done them in the past. Believe it or not, sometimes those skeevy old geezers used to enjoy a little arm candy for more than just a blow job.
“You want me to be your date?” As I finally blinked my eyes open to meet the early morning Vegas sun seeping through the long lush curtains, I can notice the scowl on Mathis’ face.
“No, I don’t want you to be my date. I want you to accompany me as my wife. Which is something you need to get used to, because I have a number of important business deals coming up in the next couple of months.” His tone is short, clipped, and to the point. I haven’t seen him like this very often, but when irate Mathis made an appearance, Jennifer makes her exit.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Mathis.” I slowly sat up in bed, pulling the covers up with me, careful not to expose my naked body. “I’ve been down this road before, but not in this way. I didn’t think you wanted to introduce me as your wife yet. People talk...” I trailed off, but before I can continue the thought, he explodes.
“LET THEM TALK, JENNIFER! You are MY wife. You belong to ME and NO ONE ELSE!” His tone scared me. Irate probably wasn’t a good word to describe him anymore. Furious or even enraged
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