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Claire was invited to one of her college friend's wedding.
Well second wedding, Claire couldn’t join the first one because she was pregnant with Alex at the time.
She has never been very close with Tiffany, the ‘popular girl’ but she was not the stereotype of one and that got her to be even more popular and appreciated.
Claire wasn’t a left out at college, she wouldn’t describe herself as “popular” but still everyone wanted her at their parties.
She brought more guys – and girls- and more fun to the party.
She admits she was a bit crazy back then, that’s why she hides this part of herself from her kids.
Tiffany, of course, ended up with a rich man (both times) so her wedding was one of those that lasts two days long.
Claire asked one of her closest friends in college what the activities were, but she already forgot.
She just wants to drink and have fun with her college besties.
“Who will be at this wedding?” her husband brought her back to reality.
They were driving to the location, already dressed in fact their suitcases were still in the car hood.
They decided it was best this way because Phil had an important meeting this morning.
They will go to the hotel after the first day of the wedding, luckily the restaurant they were heading to was a hotel too so Tiffany booked them a room there.
“Tiffany had the time and money to invite all the best of when we were in college, that’s why I was invited” Claire joked. By “best” she means all the players, cheerleaders, rich and some pretty nerds, half of which are Claire exes.
She didn’t like to be alone at the time. She switched from one to another, hoping to find someone that would fix her cold heart.
None of them could so she kept them for the sex until she couldn’t stand them anymore.
Sometimes she thinks of this time of her life and she feels sorry for them, they were all jerks in different ways but still they cared about her.
“Best? Huh” Phil went quiet after tilting his head to the side giving the impression he connected some dots.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, she saw the restaurant road sign, so she put back her heels understanding it was now a matter of time until they arrived.
“What does ‘best’ mean?” Phil asked after a sigh. He was bothered, he knew he was going to bump into her exes.
She took a few seconds trying to formulate an answer that wouldn’t upset or worry him.
“Got it” he said turning a corner to the left, steady grip on the wheel.
“It’s not what you think” Claire immediately pointed out “the best meaning popular” she explained knowing it wouldn’t change Phil mood.
“Mh-mh” Phil has this weird habit of feeling inferior whenever she mentions she ever had exes, or when she talks about her time in college.
She can’t really call it jealous behavior though, it feels like he is judging her, as if she was some sort of prostitute that can’t turn a corner without running into one of her ‘guys’.
Speaking of the devil. She saw her first ever boyfriend in college crossing the road coming from the parking lot of the restaurant.
Phil turned to the right so he could get into the parking lot, he saw the guy too and by the look she gave him he understood they had history.
“Don’t act like this” Claire got the mirror down to adjust herself.
“Why can’t I?” Once he parked, Phil turned to look at her, fixing her hair.
He felt bad he was upset enough to not be able to compliment her.
“Because there’s no reason to” Claire got her lip liner out, putting it on.
Another man passed by and he waved at Claire and even winked.
Another one.
“You gotta be kidding me” Phil looked at Claire who was smiling and waving back.
She then rolled her eyes at Phil, causing him to smash his hands on the wheel.
“How can you tell me not to ‘act like this’ when we didn’t even enter the restaurant and we already met two of your exes” two fingers of his raised right in front of her wanting her attention since she was still applying make-up (lip gloss now).
Claire was about to respond when Phil rudely closed the mirror.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Claire voice rose a bit, shocked at her husband’s behavior.
“You really wanna know? I can’t stand you right now. What were you back in college? Some sort of sex freak?” Phil anger got the best of him but still he couldn’t keep venting because of how Claire was looking at him.
A shocked and hurt expression, she has been slut shamed her all life by her own mother but never once did it hurt this much.
“Fuck you” Claire collected her things wanting to get out the car.
“NO Wait I’m sor-“ Claire was long gone once he finished the sentence.
Once again Phil took his anger out on the wheel.
He saw how Claire rose her hand up waving at a brunette and they headed to the restaurant.
He screwed up.
As expected, once they arrived at the wedding everyone was all over Claire.
And she didn’t even want him close.
He tried to swing his hand on her waist, but she politely rejected it, leaving him alone standing in the middle of the restaurant hall.
Mostly she was talking to the girls, he was now checking on her from afar, casually sipping his red wine.
Today wasn’t for eating it was more of an appetizer buffet so he wasn’t able to sit next to her at a table.
He wasn’t even sure there were chairs around.
He was pulled out from his thoughts – thinking how to apologize to Claire, he knew she was going to make him pay- by a tall, blonde and fit man greeting Claire.
His hand went on her waist while they kissed on the cheek as a way to say “hello” after not seeing each other for so long.
Phil hand tightened around the glass.
Claire eyes searching him among the crowd until they finally locked with his and a satisfied smirk appeared on her face seeing his expression.
If he wanted a slut, she is going to give him one.
Maybe the next time he’ll think before insulting her. And she knows a simple conversation won’t make him suffer like she’s been doing for all his accusations.
She is sort of glad he, at least, finally shared his thoughts with her. It was even more denigrating to watch him trying to cover himself up every time they met one of her exes.
Claire made sure she was right in front of him, even if she was on the other side of the room, so he could see her bat her eyes at the guy.
Occasionally Claire eyes went back on him throughout her conversations with John. A conversation she didn’t care about in fact she is just concentrated on what to do to piss Phil off. She doesn’t want to intimately touch the guy or get too close to him but still her hand has been on his arm, squeezing it every now and then.
She decided to do one last thing before dropping John, the most boring person invited.
She looked at him up and down, slowly as if she was truly checking him out, licking her lips as if she saw something she really liked and then her eyes locked to his.
There is this one look she always gives Phil whenever she wants to hint she is in the mood. Essentially is a ‘wanting’ look associated with a small smile and she chose to bite her lower lip too.
She saw Phil put his glass on the nearest table and angrily making his way to her, she forced herself not to laugh since she understood her goal was reached -making Phil crazy jealous- but her smile quickly disappeared once Phil stopped midway.
Even if his mind was clouded with anger, he still was smart enough to not fall into her trap so fast.
He went to the exit door, he had a better idea.
Since Phil left, almost 10 minutes ago, Claire immediately dismissed John and she is now talking to Esther, her closest friend in college.
She got distracted from the conversation because Phil came back, she tried not to look at him but she saw he was getting closer to her.
He didn’t even bother to say ‘hi’ to Esther, he just took her by the arm and reached for the bathroom.
Claire didn’t flinch, she didn’t want to cause a scene and she loves when he gets all bossy.
There was a big room full of bathrooms, left for the men and right for the women. He went straight to the last one and swiped to the left.
He knows men use the bathroom less.
He pushed her in, closing the door behind him.
“What do you wan-“ she was cut out by Phil kissing her.
It was a rushed kiss, he wasn’t paying attention on it, he had his hands all over her, squeezing her boob and going straight to her panties.
“Stop” she managed to whisper through the kisses, he had rolled up her dress to get better access. She likes when he gets bossy, but she thought it was best to talk it out before they go any further in this giant bathroom.
“Apologize” he demanded, his fingers lazily brushing her lady parts.
“You apologize” she sighed because of his touch.
“Then you leave me no other choice” he moved her panties to the side entering her with one finger.
She wasn’t much wet but he kept going until he was satisfied with both her moans and her wetness. Which didn’t take long because she was loving it.
His hand moved from her boob to his pocket.
“What are you doing?” she looked down to see what was going on but he immediately distracted her with a kiss.
He got what he needed from the pocket and reached for her pussy with this other hand.
A disappointed noise came out of Claire lips because he removed his fingers from inside of her until she felt a new cold thing replace them and she made a surprised noise.
“What the hell?” she asked confused. Phil started kissing her neck while adjusting her dress.
“Whatever you do from now on, know that I control you” he whispered in her ear and then showed her the vibrator app on his phone, turning it on and then quickly moving the bar from low to high.
Claire felt her legs get a bit shaky (the high vibration was in fact high) and she let out a scream that Phil suffocated with his hand on her mouth.
It was a double stimulation wearable vibrator.
She saw how Phil smirked at her while turning it off. “It’s gonna be fun” he winked at her and left her there, alone in a male bathroom with a vibrator in her vagina.
It for sure was going to be fun.
Ever since her encounter with Phil in the bathroom she’s been good, just two times she found herself in a group chitchat and even if she only looked at a guy Phil was ready to turn that thing on, on a slow vibration but it still did its work.
She has never been wetter. She was thinking of the best way to make him jealous, even if it was sort of masochist but she liked it this way better.
If she did something to make Phil angry, he was ready to kind of punish her.
The lights got lower and colorful, meaning it was time to dance, she let herself out of the now dance floor to go and get a glass of wine.
“CLAIRE” She was in line but John, that was just ordering, ordered for her too and called her out to get her attention.
She went up to him and took the glass he was offering from his hand.
“Thank you” she smiled at him, the vibrator already on.
How was he seeing her when she had everybody around her dancing like crazy.
Before John could start talking to her, the football captain got between them.
“MARKET KISS” he started shouting in her face.
Oh hell nah.
She had this tradition whenever she went to a party, to kiss her best friend Esther in the middle of the dancefloor which turned everybody crazy. She always assumed guys invited her at their parties for this particular reason, and she thought it was so funny seeing how excited they got for a kiss.
Louis, the football captain was now dragging her to the dancefloor where Esther was already dancing.
He once again screamed ‘market kiss’ to get Esther’s attention too. She recalled how Esther had the biggest crush on this dude and that’s why she kissed her, so she could get HIS attention and to show Esther wasn’t the “goody” everybody assumed she was.
Esther turned around to face her and Louis pushed them towards one another.
It’s not like she didn’t want to do it, she thought it would be a fun way to recall old times, but all she could think about right now was her husband.
He was nowhere to be found, she felt anxiety building up inside of her because everyone around her and Esther were chanting ‘market kiss’ waiting for it, Esther was trying to get her attention, her hands on her shoulders to see if she wanted to or not.
Her eyes were scanning every corner of the room, as far as she could, given that basically every guest was grouped around them.
Finally someone moved and she met Phil’s eyes, he was looking at her with a satisfied look, he must’ve seen her stressing about kissing or not kissing Esther.
Claire rose an eyebrow as if she was asking for permission.
Phil, curious to see this kiss and to see how far he could push his wife, simply gave her a nod that meant “go ahead”.
Claire tilted her head to the side, thinking her husband must’ve gone crazy.
They’ve been fighting all night because he was jealous a guy could even start talking to her but now he agrees for her to kiss someone?
Again, if he wants a slut so bad she’ll give him the worst one.
She turned to look at Esther and smiled at her before pulling her in for a kiss by the collar of her suit shirt.
She was kissing her passionately and slowly, to give everyone the show they wanted.
The confusion in her head as to why Phil was so condescending in letting her kiss another woman immediately left when she felt the vibrations in her pussy.
These one weren’t slow.
She was caught off guard and she took the excitement building inside of her out on Esther.
Her hands went through her hair gripping it, and she let her tongue in the kiss.
Everyone screamed at the gesture, she slightly opened her eyes while still kissing Esther, and found Phil looking at her. His eyes darkened but he didn’t dare to move.
He took his phone out and rose the vibrations to high, causing her to bite Esther’s lip subconsciously.
She managed to push Esther away, her head wondering why Esther let her kiss her that way until she felt her lower stomach getting tensed.
John took her hand and pulled her close to him.
“Dance with me” He whispered in her ear.
She couldn’t even move, the vibrator working beautifully on her clit and inside of her. She felt the noise getting away and her breath cutting short. She was going to reach her orgasm in the arms of a stranger in front of all these people.
She was screwed and she couldn’t find Phil anywhere.
The fact that he was putting her through all of this as a punishment only helping her reach the orgasm faster.
John was basically dragging her left and right, not knowing how to dance, but he definitely knew how to touch her inappropriately.
She felt his hand slowly lowering from her back to her bottom.
Smack
She heard this slap sound and John screaming “What the hell? Who are you” someone just slapped his hand off of Claire,
The scent invading her nostrils so familiar she abandoned herself against him. She just now realized the vibrator was once again off. He must’ve understood what was going to happen if he didn’t stop it.
“I’m her husband you perv” Phil hand went over her shoulders brushing against her chest as if he wanted to mark HIS territory.
“Now get off” he harshly said to John causing him to run away.
He took a grip of her hair, pulling it making her head turn so it was inches away from his.
“You come with me, you little slut” he longed a little in front of her deciding whether to kiss her or not.
He couldn’t kiss her the way he wanted anyway.
He took her arm and started making his way out, making her follow him.
While she was having fun, Phil talked to the wedding planner and then reception to get all the information he needed.
Which were, where would they be staying tonight.
Tiffany gently offered them a room at this very luxurious hotel and when he asked for the room key they also told him how to get there.
The elevator opened in front of them as soon as they got there.
He has been wanting to use this thing ever since he heard of it.
A glass elevator that opens right on the ceremony hall.
Whatever Phil was going to do in this elevator, everybody would see.
Once they got in, Phil made sure what he heard was true. He saw Esther, John, Tiffany in the crowd. John and some other dudes that talked to Claire that night were watching the elevator.
It shines when it opens so it got their attention.
Enjoy the show.
He thought to himself before pushing Claire against the glass, kissing her.
His hands gripping her ass, Claire moaned in the kiss causing his grip to get stronger.
He held back from turning her around and make them see how he could make her scream.
But they had enough. That part was all his now.
The elevator opened on the 2nd floor and he picked her up, princess style, exiting the elevator searching for room 204.
Claire was kissing and sucking his neck while he found and opened their room.
He dropped her on the bed, and got between her legs.
“Let me see how wet a slut can get” he spread her legs open, her panties soaking wet.
He got his cell phone out of his pocket and turned the vibrator on, to which Claire immediately started moaning.
His hands dragging the panties down wanting to see its work.
“Fuck” the view getting him more hard than her kiss with Esther.
He saw Claire expression slightly change, the face movements he knows very well.
He turned the vibrator off once he understood she was going to cum.
“You don’t deserve to cum” he pulled the thing out. He saw confusion and disappointment on her face.
Even if he was going to punish her by not letting her cum, he couldn’t help but licking her pussy a few times.
He could swear he has never seen her so wet, not even when he decided to spank her with a whip.
She had that thing inside of her for almost two hours so it’s pretty reasonable for her to be this wet.
Phil got on his knees and rolled his pants and boxers down.
“Come be a good girl and suck Daddy” he requested. She didn’t have a choice but he made it sound like she did.
Claire got on her fours in front of him, wetting her lips. She has been wanting this all night.
She took his dick in her hand starting to stroke it, the tip filling her mouth. She felt him so hard under her grip.
“Take it in” his hands went between her hair.
A long satisfied moan escaping from his lips when she did what he asked.
He felt her throat closing around his cock and couldn’t restrain himself from starting to push hard inside of her, pulling her from the hair.
Claire, loving him submitting her like this, subconsciously started to touch herself.
Few minutes like this and they both were close to reach an orgasm.
Phil opened his eyes to look at her sucking him off, since it brings him pleasure but what he saw didn’t please him.
“What a fucking horny whore we have here” he pulled himself out of her, gaining a disappointed noise from Claire.
“I told you, you don’t deserve to cum”
He got his tie and tied her hands behind her back.
“Next time you listen to me” she bit her lower lip hearing his words while he rose her up to get her against the backrest of the bed.
“Open your mouth” he was once again in front of her waiting for her mouth to open so he could fill it with his cock.
She did as told and he didn’t hesitate to start fucking her mouth.
Even if he wasn’t the one with a vibrator inside of him, he still was turned on all night so he couldn’t hold back anymore.
He reached the back of her throat with every push, his fingers between her hair, gripping it strongly.
He looked down at her seeing she was visibly in pain by the way he was threating her, knowing it was turning both of them even more on if possible.
“Look at me” she was concentrating on not to gag, closing her throat around his tip but still she forced herself to open her eyes and look at him.
As soon as she opened them she felt tears rolling down her face. A satisfied smirk appeared on Phil’s face.
Luckily they both like it rough, but Phil didn’t realize it could affect him so much that it made him cum on the spot.
He quickly grabbed his dick and got it out her mouth so his load was shooting all over her face.
His orgasm hit him so hard he wasn’t able to talk through his moans.
“Look at that pretty face all covered in cum, that’s how bitches like it huh?” he rhetorically asked once he came down of the high.
He continued to denigrate her knowing it only gets her wetter, he has been wanting to apologize to her ever since those words left his lips earlier but he can postpone this conversation to later. For now he is liking the fun they are having because of it.
He got pulled back to reality when Claire got her tongue out to lick his load off her face, tasting it.
He pulled her by the hair and got closer to her “You are so naughty” with his free hand he got a bit of his shot from her cheek and pulled his finger in front of her lips.
She curled her tongue around it and then sucked it clean. Phil so amazed by her gesture his mouth was open and he swore his dick got hard again even if normally it needs a little more time to rest.
He roughly captured her chin with his free hand and brought her closer by pulling both her chin and hair.
“I will fuck your brain until you will forget your name” he went in for an angry kiss.
While they kissed, Phil started to get worried about how he was handling the situation given that Claire wasn’t even answering him.
These thoughts making him slow down the kiss, making it more romantic.
His hands went to her waist while he got on one knee beside her.
Claire was quick to start biting his lip, understanding her husband behavior.
She knows he must’ve sensed that something was wrong with her so he started acting different.
So now she wants to let him know nothing is wrong, on the contrary she is having the time of her life.
She could enjoy some action for her though.
“you could just use that vibrator of yours on me” she pulled out of the kiss and was now trying to get him back in his dom mood.
“It made me feel things you could never reach” she restrained herself from smiling seeing his eyes darkened at her words.
“Oh-oh someone wants to trick me into giving her what she wants” his tongue out licking the last shot of load that was still on her forehead.
They shared it in a kiss, their tongues fighting with each other until Phil pulled away.
“You will not cum today my dear, take it as a punishment for being a whore”
“A whore that you ended up marrying?” she rose an eyebrow at him, wanting to know how he will respond.
“You should be thankful I dared to try and make a wife out of a slut, otherwise you’d still be taking it from anyone like you did back in college” his tone was harsh but his eyes, locked to hers, had a sparkle in them only she can bring out.
“You begged me to marry you, Humphrey” she called him by his second name like everyone back in college did, it was a way for them to make fun of him.
So when they started seeing each other she would call him that too so he would stay away from her.
She failed.
He got her by the neck and closed a tight grip around it. “Only because you spread your legs and let me get you pregnant” a smirk on his face since he was proud at how he handled it.
Seeing her struggle to both answer him and breathe, he let her free.
Her neck red only his fingerprints left white dots on it.
The sight making him rip her dress off wanting more from her, to which she let out a shocked and surprised noise.
“You people don’t need clothes anyway” he joked. Her lingerie was black of course.
He subconsciously started stroking himself looking at her.
Claire on the other hand was tied up, basically naked in front of him analyzing every move he made.
“I’m surprised you managed to get me pregnant with that thing “ she continued their previous discussion. Her eyes went to his dick by the end of the quote, wanting to despise it.
Phil smiled and a small laugh escaped his mouth “If I recall correctly, you were screaming the whole time” he got her by the ankles and pulled her so she was laying down.
“Begging for me to fill that dirty hole of yours” two of his fingers exploring said hole through her panties. They instantly got wet.
“I just wanted for it to end” a shiver making its way through her spine at the memory of the three times she got pregnant. The first one was for sure the best.
He invited her at a Duran Duran concert, which they both were fan of. When it ended they were so horny because they hadn’t seen each other for a while and they teased each other for the entire concert.
So Phil took the matter in his hands and fucked her on the folded seats, that was like the second or third time they got completely intimate, but Claire recalls that as the first time she reached a vaginal orgasm.
Phil’s hands went to her waist “Then I will fuck you tonight and see if you will beg me to end it too”
“but I gotta warn you” He flipped her around so her back was facing him “I don’t take a slut’s word very serious” he forced her to bend her knees and spanked her ass so she would stay still.
The only thing she wanted right now was for him to take her right there right now and make her cum, but she had to hold back from begging for him to do so.
She likes when he takes the lead so she should also let him lead.
“Then I gotta admit that my previous client, John, had a better grip on my ass than you ever did”
Well she can’t deny herself the fun of being bratty.
He spanked her two more times, her suffocated screams making him go for a third strong one to which she finally let out a big whimper.
“I see” he always hated the way his jealousy affected him but Claire didn’t seem to complain.
Phil aggressively grabbed her face from behind and with his thumb separated her lips so it had space to enter her mouth.
Claire immediately started sucking on it while Phil pushed her panties aside and spat on her lady parts.
“I’ve got 1 out of three of your holes my cock can fit” he took his thumb out making its way to where he just spat, teasing it. “I wanna get all three” with a slow long thrust he entered her pussy while with his thumb filled her butthole.
Claire arched her back all the way, a satisfied scream coming from the back of her throat.
She felt her vagina already pulsating around his cock.
Phil in response to her reaction started thrusting inside of her brutally while his thumb was casually exploring her butt. He eventually managed to match the thrusts earning a groan by Claire.
It didn’t take much longer until Claire felt her lower stomach twisting.
“I’m gonna cum” her tone sounded worried, she knows he can get angry if she doesn’t follow his orders in bed. “if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum”
Phil stopped his thrusts on the spot, appreciating that she didn’t finish without his permission.
“Well well well, looks like you begged me to end it but only because you can’t last two minutes with my cock inside of you” he pulled her up by the neck, his thumb was still working in her ass.
He released her neck for a brief second, just to get the vibrator.
Claire was so focused on catching her breath and calm down that she got honestly scared when she felt the vibrator enter her once more.
“Oh my god” understanding what Phil intentions were, Claire couldn’t help but comment.
Phil clicked the option that makes it start from the lower vibration and go to the highest, he decided that he simply wanted to enjoy the show.
“Isn’t this what you asked for?” Phil hand once again wrapped around her neck.
Claire bit her lip, she was so sensitive even the lowest vibration could’ve make her cum right now.
But that didn’t last long, she felt the vibration increase slowly and Phil’s thumb started going in and out her butthole.
She felt like she was locked in a bubble, she couldn’t speak neither ear and since Phil was tightening the grip on her neck she couldn’t breathe properly either.
She knew he was going to make her pay by letting her cum with a toy and not his dick, but right now she only cared about finally reaching her orgasm.
Phil tilted her head to the side wanting to kiss her. She couldn’t’ appropriately kiss him back, but he was content with what she gave him.
The vibrator reached the high mode and Claire started shaking in Phil arms.
“Good girl, cum for Daddy” that’s the last drop she needed to finally let go.
The shaking was uncontrollable and her moans too, she was so overwhelmed she felt her head going dizzy as if she was about to faint.
Phil, noticing her conditions, released his hold on her neck and she went immediately down on the bed.
She didn’t even have time to come down from the high because the vibrator kept stimulating her keeping her orgasm for a little longer.
“Gosh Phil” she managed to say between the little screams and the ecstasy of it all.
Phil noticed how it was too much to handle after a while so he took the phone and lowered the vibrations. Once he saw the shaking stopped and she started to catch her breathe he clicked on the red button to turn off the toy.
Claire was red, hot, sweaty… she looked like she had just fought a beast.
“You okay?” Phil voice was low, he was scared by the look on her face he went too far.
“Definitely” she managed to whisper, she moved her hands to hint she wanted him to unlock the tie.
Phil let her hands free, and she adjusted herself on the bed.
He got his boxer back on, not wanting to keep going after seeing how she handled the orgasm.
“What are you doing?” she asked confused.
“It’s okay” he sat closer to her “we got tomorrow” he smiled at her, caressing her hair.
She simply rested her head on his shoulder. Her neck hurt at the movement, she felt her whole body sore.
She wasn’t satisfied with how things went, but as he said they still got tomorrow there’s no reason to push it.
While they were both calming down Claire couldn’t help but ask a question that was bothering her since they went to the bathroom.
“How did you get that vibrator?”
Phil let out a chuckle “You wouldn’t believe me”
“At least let me hear you out”
“At that meeting this morning, Gil showed up to make me look like a fool in front of my clients, and he used the vibrator to make me look like I had satyriasis”
Claire laughed understanding where this was going “actions speak louder than words”
Phil followed her contagious laugh. Maybe Gil wasn’t entirely wrong about him.
“It’s my turn to ask” he covered both of them with the sheets “why is it called market kiss?”
Claire shook her head “I actually have no idea”
“I always assumed it was because we both studied marketing in college while Esther thinks it was sort of a marketing for parties since the kiss brought more people to them” she shrugged. “ I never cared enough to ask”
“Well I agree to it being iconic enough to get so much attention” he looked at the clock “I could swear you never once kissed me like that”
“Shut up” she slightly slapped him “I have!”
“I don’t think so” he got on top of her “you can still fix it” they both chuckled until they got lost in each other eyes.
“I hate you” she whispered, lips inches away from each other.
“Kiss me” his voice even lower than hers.
She cupped his face and pecked his lips, before going all in for a kiss.
She gave him the kiss he wanted until he got up and picked her up princess style.
“Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed. If you misbehave again tomorrow, I will have to finish what I started today” he made it sound like a threat but in reality that’s what they both wanted.
“I need to see what activity Tiffany has decided in order to decide” her laugh turned into a sweet scream once he bit the inside of her neck.
Maybe tomorrow he’ll find the time to apologize about the words he used in their little argument.
He hates when they fight. Right now he just wants to help her relax and get some sleep.
They’ll find out what the next day has in store for them.