Page 28 of Bound By Lust (Sinful Seven #2)

Life is perfect… she’s in my lap, soft, and warm from the bath, smelling like me and roses.

Her onesie is half-zipped, clinging to her shoulders in the most innocent, sinful way, and I’m doing my husbandly duty by feeding her fruit from the platter I had laid out piece by piece, letting my fingers linger on her lips longer than necessary.

Fuck, I just love touching her…

I smile, seeing her laugh at her anime because that alone soothes the monster in me.

And I finish writing in my journal

6:01 am-Jessica gave a homeless man a dollar. I wanted to take it but instead I traded it for a hundred! Steal!... The fool has no idea what he's traded! #iwon

I think I’m going to frame it…

Her laugh settles something that seems to be burning and growing hotter and hotter inside me, especially since she said my name in the tub…. what the fuck was that? Something swelled at the base of my dick and my heart about leaped out of my fucking chest when she said my real name…

I usually hate when people say my real name… the shit is corny as fuck, but hearing it on her lips followed by I love you was special…

I’m distracted from my thoughts when I hear her phone vibrate as I’m unconsciously feeding her baby vine grapes I had flown in this morning from Mexico. I find my eyes narrowing when I see it’s that damn parasite that I’d blocked.

“Oh, shit!” She sits up, looking adorable in her cute onesie, and I quickly put away my journal.

Damn… I want to fuck her in it.

“What is it, Little Baby?” I smile rubbing her cheek.

“I forgot! Tek invited me over for Football Monday.”

My smile freezes, my hand halts, and my lip wants to turn up. That name hits my ears like a threat, making them mother fuckers bleed.

That fucking cockroach…

I blink once, slowly, then twice. I shift, just slightly, brushing her braids back with careful fingers, but inside, I’m already calculating the nearest object I can use to break that bastard’s jaw.

“Oh?”

“Y-yeah, you know uhm… remember I t-told you that we rotate game days with the team…” Her words trail off when she finally looks at me.

I’m still smiling, but my jaw’s clenched while my hand on her thigh has gone tight, so I force it to relax. Barely.

“That. Was. Nice. Of. Him,” I grit out. Cool. Calm. Measured.

A lie.

“It was… so uhm… do you think I should go?” she smiles sheepishly and I lick my lips and lean over, snuggling her cute button nose.

“Jessica do you know how fucking adorable you are?” I chuckle and she cocks her head to the side.

“Uhmm h-how so?”

“Because you really think I’m going to let you walk into another man’s house where there are a shit ton of dudes?” I question honestly and her mouth drops open, offended.

“What the hell do you mean let? ” She cocks her head to the side, mouth still open, and as the saying goes, “Close your mouth or I’ll put something in it,” but I don’t say shit like that…

I simply grasp her head, pull out my dick, and place those pretty lips on the head.

Like a good girl, she opens up without word, slurping my pre-nut up.

“Uhgnnn I… ugngnnn!” She sucks, choking on my dick in the back of her throat before sucking on my piercing while I rub her ass, grabbing it tight, rocking into her throat.

“Fuck!” I hiss when she sucks harder but I pull her off, looking in her pretty eyes that are glazed over.

“Not you thinking I’m about let you go over to another man’s house. Little Baby who the fuck do you think I am?” I glare at her, watching her eyes go wide.

“What the hell you mean le?—”

“Apologize, Jessica,” I demand and she lets those defiant ass eyes fall on me as if I’m trying to corner her.

“For what exactly?

“Because you’re being disrespectful…” She balks at that, trying to get up, and I snatch her ass right the fuck back down and pin her to the bed.

“Let me go!”

“I wasn’t done.”

“I said let me go!”

“Okay then bet, Jessica, go ahead to that asshole’s house and I’ll go chill at my female friend’s house.” I glare, curling my lip at her, getting up to put some clothes but she goes still, and grabs my arm tight. Her body tenses up as she glares at me sexily.

“Fr-Frank don’t fucking play with me right now. Be fucking for real. You’re not going over no bitch house the fuck is you even talking about?!” she shouts and my dick tingles.

“No you be fucking for real Little Baby,” I growl, knowing I’m pissing her off and that there are no bitches I’m friends with.

Them hoes where traveling pocket pussies, but she doesn’t know that and I’m trying to be patient with this girl.

She doesn’t understand how I want to fuck her pussy raw for even thinking about another mother fucker while with me… hell, at all!

“You’re being petty right now!”

“And? You’re my fucking wife I’ll be petty all I fucking want when it comes to you trying go somewhere with guys!”

“The difference is they are on my football team. Those girls probably got crushes on you and shit.”

“And you really think them fuckers don’t have their eyes on you?! Jessica, you’re fine as fuck!”

“Well, I—” She smiles cutely and … my heart…

“Apologize right the fuck now,” I give her a pointed gaze and she pouts, turning away.

“Ugh, fine. I’m sorry…”

“Do it sweeter.”

“I’m sorry.” She turns to me and I take the opportunity to kiss those sexy ass lips.

“Sweeter for me, Little Baby,” I grunt, gripping her hair, and she bites her lip

“I-I’m sorry, Daddy.” She pouts and I just love seeing this sweet and innocent side of her that she hides from others.

“Good girl,” I praise her and kiss her lips. “Now get up and put some clothes on.” I smirk and her eyes widen in surprise.

“Oh! You’re letting me go?!” she beams and I stand, cracking my neck.

“No I’m letting us go,” I grit out and she doesn’t even say shit. She just hangs her head because she already knows what time it is.

I’ll show that fucking roach what it means to approach my woman…