Jogging back down the stairs, I run my fingers through my hair and shake my head.
"I'm losing my fucking mind," I grumble.
"I'd be inclined to agree with you," Leo says, turning to face me from where he's sitting on the sofa, Alicia's dog curled up on his lap.
Seeing his face brings back my fury tenfold, and the blood in my body rushes back up to my head instantly as I narrow my eyes at his smirking face.
"Where were you?" I ask, leaning against the banister at the bottom of the stairs, shoving my fisted hands into the pockets of my suit trousers.
He shrugs. "Out and about."
"Do you want me to fucking punch you?"
He chuckles, swiping the dog off of his lap and standing up, brushing the hairs off of his jeans before looking up at me.
"As much as I'd like to see you try, I'm done with my babysitting duties and have other places to be. Once you get this jealousy thing you've got going on under control and realise you're acting like anarsehole, I'll speak to you. Until then, get someone else to keep your wife company."
"I'm not jealous," I scoff, watching as he walks out the living room.
"And I'm a ray of sunshine," he spits back, moments before I hear the elevator doors opening.
Walking over to the sofa, I drop down onto the leather, throwing my head back and staring up at the ceiling as I listen to the sound of frustrated curses and metal clanking from upstairs.
Closing my eyes, I picture Alicia yanking at the cuff on her wrist, trying to break free, and a smirk spreads across my face.
I may have temporarily lost my mind when I cuffed her to my bed, but as the image formulates in my mind, and I remember the feel of her curvaceous body beneath mine as I was fighting with her to get her in the vulnerable position she's currently in, my dick thickens in my trousers.
Jesus, I'm a sick fuck.
Swiping my hands down my face, I sigh, lowering one hand down my body and squeeze my throbbing cock.
A bite of pain has my stomach clenching, and I move my hand away, unclasping my trousers and pulling down the zip so the metal bars that now run through my appendage are no longer tightly pressed against the material.
If I knew I'd be married to such a temptress, I wouldn't have gotten my dick pierced months ago.
Although it's been fully healed for a few weeks now, I haven't touched my cock since, worried I'll cause irreparable damage. But every time I'm around Alicia, all the blood in my body seems to rush south, and it's becoming harder and harder not to relieve myself.
Hearing Alicia screaming upstairs doesn't help my predicament, and although she's clearly furious while calling out my name and shouting things in her native tongue I don't understand, it seems to ignite the desire coursing through my body, and my dick thickens further beneath my boxers causing me to groan.
Untucking my shirt from my waistband, I lift my head from the back of the sofa as I slip my hand beneath the band of my briefs, but when my eyes connect with a pair of black beady ones that are looking up at me from the floor, my mood sours and I yank my hand away from my quickly softening dick as I scowl at the creature in front of me.
It tilts its head to the side, watching as I zip my trousers back up, and then it begins to bark, in annoying, yappy way that pierces through my skull.
"Shut up," I growl, hoping to scare it away from me, but instead, it seems to take my words as an invitation to get closer. "No. Stay there."
The little rat doesn't listen at all, pawing at my legs with its tongue lolling out of its mouth as it's ears perk up, twitching with every sound Alicia makes from upstairs, as if it's trying to figure out where the noise is coming from.
I shuffle along the sofa, moving my legs away from where it is, but it follows me, whining.
"What the fuck do you want?"
It yaps again before running off, and I sigh in relief that it's finally left me alone. But a moment later, it trots back into the room with a lead in its mouth, the colour matching the stupid little bow attached to its head between its pointed ears.
"I'm not walking you," I grunt, shaking my head.
Dropping the lead from its mouth, it uses its nose to nudge my leg.
"Nope. Not doing it."
