Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“The rest?” I pretended?I was clueless about what she was saying.
“The shorts,” she swung the polo vexed,” I can’t wear this alone,”
“I’m sorry but I’m not well knowledgeable in women’s fashion, I just took what I thought would sexy on you,”
Blood rushed to Reina’s face, her chest heaved. She knew I was fooling with her, but what could she do?
“But don’t worry, since you’re so angry, why don’t you choose it yourself – I’m too ignorant and there’s a chance I might make another mistake,” I told her, fighting against the urge to just throw myself on the floor and laugh my heart out – my wife was fuming with anger.
“No, thanks,” She shouted and tried to slam the door on my face but I was faster and put my hand in the way.
“W-what now?” Apprehension crept up her face amid her brave facade.
“You forget this,” I lifted the red lacy thong which made her face turn bright red.
“Gimme that!” She snatched at it but I moved it out of her reach.
“Niles!” She whined like some aggrieved kid.
Before her very eyes, I lifted the thong to my nose and took a deep sniff before placing a kiss on it and dropped it in the hand of my shocked wife – yeah, that wasn’t creepy at all.
With a creeped-out cry, Reina shut the door while I went back to my bed and sat down against the headboard waiting for her to finally leave her voluntary prison.
Moments later, Reina came out from the bathroom squirming and tugging on the large polo uncomfortably. As I pictured, the shirt rested on mid-thigh and she looked sexy as hell – the thought she was wearing nothing but a thong made my member tighten painfully. Gosh, I brought trouble upon myself.
“I think I need to change out of this,” she complained, already heading in the direction of the wardrobe when I growled at her.
“Take that off and I would press you against the wall, taking you the way I want; my cock buried deep inside of you while you moan and squirm beneath me restlessly. I would ram into you senselessly till you won’t know where you come and I start! ” I spat with a hint of dark promise.
Reina shivered, eyes wide as my dirty warning sank into her head. I have been too soft on her, she better know this crass side of me too.
“Now come here, ” I commanded.
Without wasting time nor did she try to argue with me, Reina walked over to my bedside. I reached out and made her sit in front of me, her rear end pressing against my member. I hissed out a breath, I was messing with fire here but I didn’t care; I needed this.
Slowly, my hands snuggled her stomach from behind while my jaw rested on her shoulder. I inhaled her scent and relaxed.
“ThankGod nothing happened to you,” I said to Reina who was stunned by my confession, “You don’t know how scared I was yesterday,”
Reina turned her head to stare at me, I wasn’t done speaking, “I love you Reina but can you please be careful with my heart? I don’t know how many surprises I can take anymore without losing it, please,”
Contrary to my expectation, Reina didn’t say a word, she just kept staring at me like a fan seeing a celebrity for the first time and when I thought of closing this chapter to make things less awkward between us, I heard a comment that made my heart stop.
“I’m sorry for lying to you, husband,”
Reina’s point of?view:
Maybe it wasn’t that bad to have a misunderstanding. Yeah, we might yell and say some hurtful words we mean or may not mean. However, at the end of the day, a healthy relationship would still rebound after both couples put down their pride and try to make it work. It wasn’t just an effort on the side of the man but the women too and that was what I just realized.
I was carried away with the fun of having a wild bachelorette party that I didn’t realize I hurt my partner’s feelings in the process. Inwardly, I always knew Niles would never let me attend nor have such a party but I let myself get influenced by peer influence – I’m not saying I detest what Emily and the girls did for me, like heck! They just wanted me to have a great party. I should have just gone with what my heart told me.
I forgot that all fingers were not equal; just because Eden was more open-minded, I shouldn’t expect the same from Niles. Niles was possessive – no strange man could get within proximity of me without receiving his death glare- and that’s just him for you. I was foolish and shouldn’t have wanted the same treatment. Maybe if I had done some cajoling, Niles would have had a change of heart – That’s me having 0.0001 percent faith, people.
Honestly, it wasn’t all bad having a possessive soon-to-be husband. Niles treats me with respect and knows when he crossed the line – he realizes when I’m not in the mood – and his possessiveness makes me feel treasured – like he’s so scared of losing me that he keeps all to himself.
It’s so cute sometimes because I love teasing and testing his limit to an extent. Niles reminds me of foxes who caches their food-bury it to consume later- hiding it fast before some other animal takes it. Well, he has always been a fox – a sly, big bad fox.
“Say that again,” He whispered yet I could hear it loud and clear because he was close behind me. His chest was pressed against my back and my rear end bumping slightly now and then against his arousal – I knew he picked that thong for a purpose, that old fox!
“What?” I was breathless, especially now his hand was slowly trailing the curve of my back.
“Call me sweet husband,” He requested shamelessly, lips kissing the curve of my neck. This was a slow seduction.
“Why are you hung up on it? We’re not even married officially yet,” I purposely incited him, knowing Niles was always up for a good challenge.
“Really?” I could feel the curve of his lips stretch into a smile while his other hand slipped into my large shirt and trailed his way up to my bare breast – And yes, I wasn’t wearing a bra because he didn’t get me one too.
I moaned when his hand cupped my breast, fondling and squeezing with enough force to not cause me pain; he pinched it, sending sweet pain to me.
“Would you admit me as your sweet husband now?” he growled into my ears, taking my earlobe into his lips and sucked on it.
I gasped softly and he took my silence as a “No” hence continued his attack. He kissed back down to my neck, finding the sensitive spot there, and lingered while I whimpered from the sweet pleasure. I was shivering under his touch and it certainly wasn’t out of fear; the sensations were just too much to keep in.
Heat spread to my face when his hand left massaging my breast and began to travel down south, gasping softly as he intentionally caressed my flat stomach before proceeding to slip his finger into the flimsy material called throng, making contact with my moist heat.
I whimpered in pleasure and arched my back at how delightful the sensation was; he was igniting the whole of my body, setting it on with an everlasting flame – so I wished for eternity.
Niles rubbed against my wet fold, I grabbed the sheet tightly, the sensation made my mind reel. I couldn’t think, just feel. He began to work against me with movements that made me moan relentlessly, bumping against his touch and squeezed my thigh together to create more friction yet Niles found a way to move his fingers nonetheless.
I gave a cry and shudder of delight when he picked up speed causing the pleasure to gradually build in me.
“Would you call me husband now?” he growled into my ears, his voice husky and thick with desire.
“Yes,” I conceded at last yet he didn’t stop.
My breath, no scratch that, our breath was heavy and I bet his heart was beating as wild as mine too. My eyes went unfocused as my orgasm was finally ripped out of me and I sank against him, satiated like a fed cat.
I laughed all to myself – I don’t even know why – which soon ensued into tears causing a prominent frown to appear on Niles’ face instantly.
“Reina, what is wrong?” he looked so concerned my heart arched. How could he love me this much?