Page 6 of Bound By Lust (Sinful Seven #2)

my little baby

Frank

“Ugggnnnnn,” she whimpers, trying to push me off her, but there is no point. I explained the rules to her, and she gave me permission to do as I pleased.

With her leg over my shoulder, I thrust into her smiling, happy to be home, rubbing her belly wishing like a mother fucker I could put a baby there.

Jessica carrying my baby? Just the thought has my nuts tightening and I shiver again, doing as I always do, putting half in and emptying the clip right on fucking target.

“Fuckkkk,” I shudder, groaning at how good she feels.

My phone buzzes next to me, and I’m tempted not to answer it, but my brothers and mother got one of our staff members to hunt me down last night to get me this phone so they could communicate with me in case I had an accident.

They’ve been calling and messaging me nonstop.

It’s fucking annoying, but I swipe it up, pulling out when my baby’s pussy throbs.

“No, no, Little Baby. You’re not allowed to cum, remember?

Silly!” I lean down, pecking her lips several times, loving up on her, trying to make up for the days that I missed while fucking asleep of all things.

I can’t believe I missed my precious baby’s game.

She groggily opens her pretty eyes, holding back tears.

“I… thir... sty,” she slurs, eyes rolling around her head, and I glance over at the clock.

“Oh… it has been seven hours…” I pull out, spread her legs and run my tongue over her swollen pussy hole and before placing my lips on her tiny hole and slurping my cum out.

I sit up grab, her face, and place my thumb into her mouth, forcing it open.

“Heb, Little Baby. Dink dis, den I’ll feed you dick so you betta eat it all like a good girl, okay?

” I speak with my mouth full and open it, allowing the slow trail of cum to slide down my tongue and into her mouth.

Just like my good girl, she hungrily drinks it down, moaning.

“How does Daddy’s cum taste, baby? Undoubtedly sweet just like you,” I hum and she whimpers, throat working for words.

“P-please… cum… b-baby I want t-to cum,” she moans and I kiss her sweet lips, wanting to give her what she wants, but first I need to punish her.

“Not yet, baby. We are still a few hours out from that.” I suck her titty into my mouth, making her whimper beautifully.

Her message pops up in my head, pissing me off even further, but I try to rein it in. I want to make up for the fact that I missed her game, but I need my Little Baby to understand there will never in life or death be a, “We’re through.”

“HELLO! HEY ASSHOLE! I KNOW YOU HEAR ME!” I jolt, cutting my eyes over to the phone in my hand that I’d answered a while ago.

“What?” I grunt, lining myself up and slowly sinking into my baby’s depths, groaning, eyes rolling to the back of my head, heart pounding trying to keep my wings from popping out of my back. I moan, dick tingling, feeling my horns and tail slide from my head and back as I listen to her whines.

“A call would have been nice, considering the situation you are in. You are over there causing trouble!”

“I’m in the middle of fucking my wife, so get to the fucking point,” I scowl at the phone, thrusting into my wife, shuddering at how tight her pussy is.

“For fuck’s sake, why was I even worried about you?

Look asshole, you need to get back as soon as you’re done handling business over there.

Mom and Dad are worried that you’ll get sick before they can take you to the place they need to!

” Pierce growls into the phone, but I’m not worried about shit he has to say.

My baby feels way too fucking good and all I can do is fuck her harder.

Shit! How can she expect me to live without this?

“Sick like how?” I pant and he sighs, frustrated.

“Hell if I know, but from how they made it sound, the shit is not good. So when they call, you need to make sure you’re there. They said they are taking us somewhere, and you especially need to be there.”

“I’ll f— Shit, wife,” I grunt. “I’ll think about it, but right now I’m in hot water with my wife, so I’m going to prioritize her,” I mumble, fucking her deep, wondering why the fuck this shit feels so much better than usual.

“Fuck you… are you having sex?!” Pierce barks, and I smirk, kissing my girl.

“Jealous?”

“The fuck I am,” he grunts. “Anyway, make sure you come.”

“I’m fucking trying to, you asshole, but hearing my brother’s voice while I’m knee deep in my wife’s pussy is making it fucking complicated,” I growl.

“Whatever asshole, you know what I mean. Just make sure you’re there,” he calls out before I hang up and get back to fucking my wife whose titties look immaculate as they bounce with each thrust. I lean in to suck them in my mouth and I can feel a strange power arise, causing a euphoric feeling to come over me as I grasp her legs, listening to her moans when I hear her phone ping on the night stand my heart skips.

Who could be messaging her at three in the morning?

Quickly, I swipe her phone from the night stand, thrusting up into her pussy while I type in her passcode and scroll through to see that she’s got a couple of messages that came in overnight.

Hmm…

178 messages from her The Otaku Baddies? , something about horn and tentacle hentai. My baby is into some freaky shit. Ooooooo I wonder if I can spawn tentacles…

101 messages from her A1’s Day 1’s , the latest one from her friend Bebe reminding her about some homework assignment.

4 messages from her father begging her to answer his calls.

25 from her mother.

1 from the asshole who sent her that card and medical supplies, asking if she made it to her room safely and like a good girl of course, my baby didn’t answer.

But as I’m about to be done checking, another message pops up, followed by a few more from the other asshole who claims to only want to be friends with my wife.

I click on it, glaring daggers at the messages while reading them with a scowl, fucking her a little harder as I skim over every useless fucking word he’s ever typed to her.

Tek: Damn you played a good game! Just making sure you’re still coming out with us tonight

Jess: Thanks… I already told you I would.

Tek: I know I’m pressing but… is everything okay with your new boyfriend?

Jess: Tek you ARE pressing. You know I don’t talk about my man to people, but thank you for asking.

Tek: Fine… but I’m here for you

Tek: And just so you have it the address is 7856 Phillips Lane

I hate it… I hate it… I fucking hate it!

I grit my teeth so hard it feels like I they will crack as I read him say he’ll wait on her at the bus to the plane so they can talk and I curl my lip, knowing this mother fucker thought he was going to weasel his way into getting more time with my wife.

I smile bitterly, looking down at her sleeping form.

Man… Jessica just doesn’t know how fucking bad she’s killing me.

I feel so frustrated I pull out my journal and start writing.

I picked up my little baby today. Apparently won MVP BUT I wasn’t there.

I know she was disappointed but I will make it up to her.She was at a club with some asshole.

I hate him. I want to stab him in the face.

I want to gouge out his eyeballs and hammer needles under his nails. I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!

Ps Jessica looked so beautiful in the club…

I fucking told her I’ve never had a girlfriend… I’ve never claimed someone, and when I finally do, I had to desire with all my being a person who’s friends with more dudes than bitches. For fuck’s sake, she’s trying to put them in an early grave.

To resist the urge to kill all of them mother fuckers and lock her up is… damn, it’s tempting. So tempting…

“Jessica… Little Baby, should I kill them all. Should I kill them all and lock you away and fuck you to my heart’s content?

Huh? I think I should, baby,” I grunt, sliding my tongue across her lips.

“Little Baby, you drive me insane. You really make me feel a multitude of emotions that I hate. Sadness… anger… frustration,” I whisper, unsure if she can hear me in her sleep, but I don’t care. I just need to say it…

She came into my life and fucked shit up, but I welcome anything she does to me. Whether it’s shoot me, punch me, kick me… as long as she never leaves me. And I can’t stand it.

I feel something well up inside me… a deep-seated desire to ruin her, to burn the world down to make it so there exists no one but her and me. My heart races, and hatred boils inside me. I should do it… I should destroy ev ? —

“F- ughnnn- rank, baby,” she whimpers, and the burning hatred of everything tapers off, simmered by my adoration of her.

Damn… while I hate everything else, I adore her.

And simply because she would be sad at being caged, I cannot do it.

Simply because she would be sad that those she has a connection to would be dead… I can’t.

I hate it, but I love her more. Putting my feelings aside for a woman is something I never thought would be possible. But I hug her tight, wanting nothing but her smile, her love, her happiness… fuck… love is miserable.

Sighing, I block that bastard and grab her ass to fuck her some more, but there’s a knock on the door that has me pausing. If it’s that asshole I swear…

I feel the corner of my eye twitch when I hear the knock again, but I cock my head to the side when I feel a different energy from the two assholes who are always sniffing around my girl. No… this person…

My eyes flick and I can see a small being whose energy and aura vibrates sparkly colors. The light around her is so bright it almost makes me want to shield my eyes. Who is that?

Regrettably, I pull my baby off my dick and set her in bed under the cover and stand, grasping the towel from the chair next to the bed and wrapping it around my lower half.

Even though my dick pokes from underneath, it will have to do because I plan on getting back inside my Little Baby after I see who the fuck it is.

Sauntering over to the door, I unlock it and jerk it open, ruffling my hair and looking out, not seeing anyone. Suddenly, I hear a gasp and look down, and I have to cock a brow as I try to figure out what the hell I’m looking at…

A short pretty Black girl, much darker than my Little Baby, but her eyes are a hazel that anyone would get lost in.

She is beautiful in every form. Even her aura is stunning and good…

she might as well be an angel from the halo over her head, but the attire…

I’m all for freedom of attire. Hell, I wear dresses, wigs, and makeup, but for fuck’s sake, what the fuck does this girl have on?

It looks like she walked into a Hello Kitty factory and was thrown up on and she swam in that shit happily…

“U-uhm… I… Jessica? I-Is h-here?” she squeaks out and I tilt my head, leaning into the door.

“You…? Who are you?” I huff out, feeling the cool air from the hall hit me, and feel sweat slide down my body.

“F-Faythe… uhm… her b-best,” she pauses and her hazel eyes glaze down my body, and I feel her eyes to the towel as her mouth drops open.

“Meeep!” She jumps and covers her eyes, but the craziest part is that even though she’s covering her face, she peeks from between her fingers, and happily at that. “Good Lord… yes ma’am…”

This girl is crazy…

“She is busy, Faythe… and will be for the foreseeable future.” I look back at my Little Baby sleeping peacefully even though I’m about to wake her ass right back the fuck up. No… actually, she can stay asleep… that will stop nothing.

“O-okay, bye!” She spins quickly on her platform heels and sprints down the hall faster than any girl with short legs such as hers should be able to, making me chuckle. I don’t like many people, but that girl… she’s alright. I’m glad my Little Baby has pure people like Faythe in her life.

I shut the door and go back to bed, where I pull my baby back into my arms, kissing her neck when I hear her phone ding again and groan.

What the fuck is it now?!

Swiping her phone, I grit my teeth only to burst out laughing.

Fay : BITCH I JUST MET JESSIE’S BOYFRIEND!

Fay : GOOD MOTHER FUCKING GOD! I COULD SEE THIS NIGGA DICK FROM UNDERNEATH THE TOWEL!!!!

Fay : BITCH I COULD SMELL THE FAWKIN’ AS SOON AS HE OPENED THE DOOR!

Fay : STEAM! BITCH LITERAL FUCKING STEAM CAME FROM OUT THE ROOM!

Fay : YES GOD!

Fay : OL GIRL OVER THERE GETTING HER BACK brOKE THE FUCK IN BY SOME FINE MOTHER FUCKER

Fay : GOD I SEE WHAT YOU DO FOR OTHERS…

Bebe : Biiiiihhh not from UNDER the towel No wonder she been leaving our ass on read lately

Bebe : Jessie over there getting that Aaron Pierre that’s Mufasa dick

Bebe : Jessie when you see this ask him if he got a brother I need this coochie ate up like lunch too

Girls are wild…

Closing her phone, I text my brother to make sure he makes it so she can’t see that I viewed her texts and tell him to get me a flight together so that we can go home and hash this out.

I was planning to dip back into her, but I climb back out of bed, put my clothes on, gently put a towel around her to makes sure she’s covered, and leave her room with my baby in my arms. Immediately, one of my staff members goes inside and cleans up the room and takes her things.

On the elevator, I make my way to the back exit, where everyone stops and bows as we walk through.

“Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Lord Lust,” the hotel manager trembles, and I walk past him without a word toward the car waiting for us and slide inside, holding my baby.

I need her to never have this misunderstanding again. No matter what happens, I need my baby to understand her place is not next to me, but ahead of me. She comes first, no matter what.