Page 13 of No Right To Love You (Winter of Love #6)

January

Selena Gomez’s song Hands to myself blasts in my ears as I prep in the kitchen while the kids have all been dropped off at school.

It feels weird to be doing the old routines that I used to do.

I know that dad is upset that I’m not taking any calls today, but I need to fix things here and then I’ll go back and fix things at work.

I know that I shouldn’t be dancing but I love this song.

I hum to it as I get everything prepped.

Ocean loves his eggs made in a special way and I intend to follow it to the T.

The way he’s specific about everything was the reason I learned early on that the pickier someone is, the more control they like in their lives.

I don’t mind him being this way, I prefer him just like he is. I stop what I’m doing and take a sip of water. Lately, I’ve been running hot so quickly it makes me feel like I’m having hot flashes. I turn and come face to face with a dress to impress Ocean.

Without realizing it, I spit my water out all over his crisp white dress shirt and he cocks his brow.

He snatches the cloth that I have in my apron pocket and dabs his shirt.

He shakes his head as he removes his suit jacket, throwing it on the kitchen island.

His expression changes from neutral to that punishing one that I know too well.

“You know, I see that you’ve forgotten about some things, marionette.

You’ve forgotten the punishments and the etiquettes when it comes to you and me.

” He sounds like the man that I’ve been craving to see again, Mr. M.

I shudder. “I’m not scared, Ocean. I’ve never been scared.”

He chuckles as he begins to unbutton his dress shirt. He removes the cuffs and I focus on them. They’re the ones I gave him for our first wedding anniversary.

“I didn’t say you were scared, did I? I said, you forgot. Such an act, so simple yet so outrageous. Turn around, my love. Let me remind you.”

“No.” I say and take a step back. “I made you breakfast. Eat that first.”

He smirks. “You threw your no out a long time ago and we don’t go back on our word, do we, marionette? ”

“We didn’t but…”

This time, his laughter travels through my entire body. “You want me all to yourself today, don’t you? That’s what you’ll always want, my January. I know, baby.”

He’s going to act reckless again. There’s that glint in his eyes again. I put my finger up to stop him. “Look, Mr. M, I’d just like to say that the kids might come back because they always forget things.” I lie with all the strength I could muster.

“You’ve grown a backbone over the years,” he groans and bites his bottom lip. He pops it out of mouth. “I like that. I love back talk so I can break it. I’ll be sure to not touch your spirit. That’s always been free. Ready to always soar like a bird. Now, do what I just told you to do.”

His voice grows much sterner than it was a moment ago.

My entire body comes to life, and I make the decision to do what he says.

I turn with my legs spread wide and I hold on to the counter.

Ocean comes up behind me and even though we’re nowhere near the same height, I feel him.

Every hardened part of him and my mind travels to the first time he took me like this but then my mind snaps back when I feel the hard smack on my bare ass.

Instead of screaming out in pain, my mouth automatically releases a moan.

“Ocean. Your breakfast,” I say trying to get out of what I know isn’t a punishment per se.

“I’m not hungry for eggs anymore. I want something else, marionette. Now, arch for me.” He lands another swat to my ass, and I lift up to the tips of my toes.

“What if the nanny walks in? You know she comes around this time.”

“The only person that gets to cum is me. Are we clear?” He asks.

I shake my head.“ I don’t understand.”

“You do,” he says as he spanks me again without stopping. “Now, you have to stop worrying about others. Worry about this moment right now, got that?”

“Oh God, yes, Ocean.”

Ocean leans in and kisses my exposed neck. “You need to be taller, sometimes.”

“Wha—?”

I feel as Ocean enters me from behind. He lifts me up off my feet and my hands hold onto the counter for support. I throw my head back because I can’t imagine another person doing this. I can’t see past him, and I never will.

Ocean gives me his form of punishment until I’m all spent out. It’s hard for me to breathe and when we finally come back to earth, Ocean slowly pulls out of me. “Condom, Ocean, condom!” I say because we agreed on that since my birth control was giving me issues lately.

He sets me on my feet. “That’s usually before and now, get dressed. Follow me.” He says after he pulls his boxers and pants up.

I slowly pull up my pants, but I don’t move. I stare at him as he walks down the hall headed to the grand staircase. “January, choose, it’s either we continue this punishment to where you won’t get to cum again or I go to my appointment.”

I groan as I give in following him instead of trying to clean myself and everything up.

I follow him all the way upstairs and to his walk-in closet.

He chooses another crisp white shirt that he puts on, but he doesn’t bother buttoning it up.

He gestures with his brow and eyes for me to come to him.

I shake my head and he narrows his eyes.

He calls me with his eyes again and when I say no, this time he takes a step towards me.

I see the purpose in his eyes, so I stop him.

I walk to him and look up at him. “What is it, Ocean?”

“Do what the wife of Ocean Māhoe is meant to do.” He commands.

I glare at him. “Is this a dig?”

He moves his chin up in the air and makes a tut sound. “ You know I’m always honest, my January. Now, do what is required of you before I re-teach you how.”

Everything is aching and I need a moment to clean up, so I choose the safer route. My hands shake as I button up Ocean’s dress shirt, tuck it into his pants and zip him up. “You’re not going to clean up and smell fresh?” I ask him as he leans in for me to put his tie on him.

“Hell no. I want to smell like my wife.” He doesn’t even blink when he says it.

“You make me blush when you say things like this. ” I say.

“Good.” Ocean says and tilts his head. “I like your pussy scent as my cologne. Problem?”

I focus on his tie as he stares right at me.

He says nothing. He just looks at me then he places a finger under my chin making me look up at him.

“ marionette , there’s just one thing for you to remember…

it's that I have a wife and I need to find my sub so that my wife can live her life again, got it?”

“I got it, baby.” I say, forgetting everything else… because all that matters is getting back to where we were before.

“Good. I’ll see you tonight at your firm event. Be prepared to leave for the weekend. The kids will be with your mother.”

“Alright.”