“Say it again.”
“Jagger Hanlon.” My knuckles rest on her clit as I begin to fuck my hand like it’s her pussy.
My knuckles provide some friction but not enough to take her anywhere.
“One more time, Sweet Baby.”
“Jagger Liam Hanlon,” she cries in frustration and it’s almost better than a moan.
Pushing up her gown, I look my fill of her perky breasts and lean in to suck a brown nipple into my mouth, teasing with my tongue as I continue to pleasure myself .
“Please, Jagger,” she implores.
“Fuck, you’re sexy when you beg.” Moving back to my original position I look her in the eyes. “This isn’t about teasing you. This is about you learning who owns your body. Your body is going to look so good covered in my cum. A Jagger Hanlon protein treatment made just for you.”
“This is so unfair.” Her whine turns into a whimper when I squeeze her tit and flick her nipple with my thumb.
“What’s unfair is you acting like there are men more desirable than your husband. Get your shit together, ReRe. I’m your sun, moon, galaxy, and all that bullshit. Any man outside of me is…” I pause to drag out the last word. “Extraneous.”
Karessa squeezes her eyes shut and I know she has lady blue balls. I’m so close, I feel the tingle in my spine, I lean in a lick her lips then nuzzle her neck.
“You’re going to be so wet and cum so hard when I decide to fuck you,” I groan and my movements become jerky. “Fuck, it’s going to be so damn good. I can almost feel your pussy gripping me now…ah.”
My cum squirts on her belly and I move back to coat her pussy as well. I rub it in like it’s lotion.
Her eyes are misty like she wants to cry. I hop off the bed, lose my underwear, and snatch her up and head to the bathroom to clean up my breakfast. She huffs in irritation but doesn’t say anything.
“So how was your day?” I ask casually.
“Fuck you,” she hisses and folds her arms.
Repositioning her, I sling her over my shoulder and she yelps from the smack I land on her ass. I’m satisfied when it echoes in the bathroom. I slide my fingers in her pussy just because I can.
“You can’t. That’s the problem, no? But if you keep misbehaving, it’ll be longer.”
Turning on the shower, I grab the detachable shower head and blast it on her pussy and ass, moving it close to add just the right amount of pressure without getting her off. Her nails clawing my back almost makes me hard again.
“Shall we continue?” I taunt her.
“No,” she grumbles.
“And this is just a warning.”
I’ll accept that she may not be happy, but now she knows better.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Jagger
I stretch in the bed,welcoming the morning because although I haven’t been sleeping that well, I’m still on my bullshit. Karessa is still mad at me because she’s not in the bed for wake-up cuddles. Her sisters must have gotten an earful earlier. Grabbing my phone, I wander naked until I find her in the kitchen. She stares at the toaster like it can save her. Karessa’s back is to me and the sleep shirt she put on last night after the other one got wet clings to her, showing the indentation at the crack of her ass.
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I place two kisses at the nape of her neck. Her involuntary shudder amuses me.
“I like my morning cuddles and breakfast in bed.”
“I haven’t cooked anything.”
Squeezing her tighter, I nip her ear. “I was talking about your pussy.”
