His next text was a picture of his straining cock. My mouth watered at the sight. I couldn’t wait for him to make good on his promise to…
Marcie
You could always use Daddy’s belt.
I took her phone from her and called him. His face flashed on the screen, and he groaned.
“Fuck you two are beautiful together.”
Marcie’s face and shoulders flushed. The color spread down her body front and back, heating us both.
“Our girl here might be reconsidering…”
“The hell you say. I don’t fucking think so. She’s ours. She said so.”
“I didn’t say anything of the kind. I asked what I signed up for when I agreed to be owned by you both.”
“Fuck, I like the sound of that, colibrí.”
I agreed, but the words got cut off by a commotion behind him. He turned and sighed. “The boss man is breaking out. We’ll be getting on the road soon.”
“Travel safe, Papi.”
Marcie’s voice sounded so sweet and sleepy. As she dozed off, I watched my husband’s face take on the softest expression I’d ever seen him make. I cuddled our girl closer.
“I’m not sure I can take things slow,” he said.
I huffed. “When did we ever do anything at a normal pace?”
“True.” He paused, his eyes darting over mine and Marcie’s faces. “I barely survived the last three years. Now, I know if something happened, I wouldn’t be able to go on. You’ve owned me from the moment we met, and now, seeing the two of you together, it’s like you suggested all those years ago. She’s the puzzle piece that makes us work together.”
I smiled at him, elated that he felt the same as me.
“I like puzzles,” Marcie murmured, and Hayden and I did our best not to laugh at her.
“Hayden?”
He turned to the voice that called to him from off camera, and he sighed. “See you soon, vato.”
I lay with Marcie until I was certain she was asleep. Then, I moved her out of my arms into the center of the bed with a pillow under her head. I grabbed Squirt off the nightstand and sat him on the pillow I placed in my spot.
Once I tucked her in, I kissed her forehead and headed to the shower. When I came out, I had a towel wrapped around my waist and another rubbing the moisture from my hair. I stood at the end of the bed watching her sleep while pulling on clean clothes.
When dressed, I kissed her again, then placed her phone on the charger. Grabbing mine, I cleaned it with the towel I used to dry my hair before sliding it into my pocket. Stepping into the hall, I pulled the door shut behind me.
When I turned to walk away from the room, Lucia stood nearby. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed over her chest. The way she stood told me all I needed to know. A confrontation was imminent.
“Did y’all need me?” I asked, attempting to avoid the unavoidable.
“Aren’t you married?”
“Yes.”
She opened her mouth, but I held my hand up, stopping her from voicing whatever she planned to say.
“Lucia, who I fuck is none of your business. My marriage is none of your business.”
“I won’t let you hurt him again.”
