Chapter 10: I've Missed Your Touch

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You are gonna want to have google translate out for this one, or translations will be provided at the end of the chapter if you have the patience for that.

Crimson's POV:

 I woke well after sunrise and found the bed empty. I pulled myself out of bed and went off in search of my husband. I found him eating breakfast in the dining room. 

"Ah you're finally awake!"

"Good morning to you too, love."

I sat down beside him and started to eat the breakfast he'd laid out for me. I decided once again that it was time to mess with him because it's just so fun. 

Warning: Sexual Content (Both hands on the phone y'all!)

Out of the corner of my eye I watched carefully and waited for him to start drinking his tea. I reached over and placed my hand up high on his thigh. His eyes widened, but he kept drinking his tea. 

I shifted my hand until I found the head of his cock. His grip on the mug increases significantly, but he did his best to maintain his composure. 

I moved my thumb ever so gently over the head of his cock. His face turned red and he started to choke on his tea. 

I moved my hand away and went back to my breakfast, completely unaffected. 

"You know I've had just about enough of your teasing."

I turned my head and looked at him, his eyes had a level of darkness to them. I turned back to my breakfast.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Hank firmly grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. I saw that his other hand had traveled down to his pants where he had begun to run his hand along his rapidly hardening cock.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me? How much I've missed your body? Your touch?"

I started to give him a smile, he definitely noticed.  

"I can't believe I had to resort to taking care of myself. I still thought of you, everytime. Oh, how I've missed the way you beg for me."

"Right now it sounds like you're the one begging for me."

"Je vais détruire ton beau corps."

Hank's voice had deepened significantly and his pupils were now heavily dilated. I had no idea what he said, but I knew it was driving me wild. 

My own hand started to find it's way toward my pussy. Hank's eyes broke away from mine and saw the movement. 

"Don't you fucking dare."

"What are you gonna do about it?"

"Are you sure you wanna find out?"

"We're taking this upstairs!"

"You're damn right we are."

Hank followed me up the stairs. I heard a noise from behind me and turned to see him hastily pulling his belt off. 

"Keep walking."

I did as he ordered and continued toward our room. I felt him wrap his belt around my wrists holding them together behind my back. I made it to our room and Hank pushed me onto our bed. 

I watched him forcibly undo the buttons on his sleeves and rolling them up to his elbows. His hands shifted and he yanked his tie undone. He approached me and tied his tie over my eyes, eliminating my vision. 

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