His Unwanted Bride ~Editing~

Chapter Thirty Seven: Tabitha

     I leaned back in the bed and chuckled as Clarissa ran off, closing the door behind her.
     Alex rolled over so he was on top of me. "I love the way you are with her," he spoke, pressing his lips to mine. "And she will make a wonderful aunt / big sister one day."
    He climbed out of bed and went to the closet, leaving the door open. As if trying to get my attention, he pulled off his boxers and tossed them into the hamper. I swallowed dryly. His back was turned to me so that all I could see was his well-toned ass.
    Feeling mischievous, I quietly climbed out of bed and just as he bent to grab something, I smacked his ass playfully. He turned quickly and grabbed my hand, in the process revealing his hard lengthy member.
    I gasped a little, turning red. He closed the closet door and pushed me back against it. I didn't feel trapped or wrong, just nervous, and I felt a heat spreading through my body.
    "Now now Wife," he growled playfully. "Look who's being naughty." He pressed his lips to my neck and kissed me making me moan out in pleasure.
     Instinctively, I raised my thigh to rub against him. I had never been so brazen in my life, but with Alexios, it just felt right. "Please Alexios," I moaned softly as he kissed my neck.
    "Tonight, my love. Right now Clarissa is waiting for us," he growled.
    I whined a little in disappointment making him smirk. But then I got the idea to torture him just as he had tortured me. I waited for him to slide on his boxers and his dark jeans. Then he slid on a black t-shirt and a red and black flannel shirt before grabbing his leather jacket.
    As he turned to face me, I pulled his shirt off of my body, freeing my chest, and casually bent to pick out a pair of leggings. Just as I found one, I slipped off the shorts I wore and stood back up in nothing but my lacy underwear. With my back facing him I slid those off too, and exited the closet to retrieve a bra and underwear from the bag by the door. I quickly slid on my underwear as  he gulped, exiting the closet.
     I started to pull my bra on and just as I went to fasten it in the back I felt his fingers graze me. "Allow me," he mumbled clasping my bra. I turned around shyly, my hair falling from my shoulders as I kissed him. "You're going to be the death of me, woman," he strained.
     "I'm only dishing out what you served, husband," I said with a wink. He pulled my hips backward so I was flush against his throbbing length.
     "I plan to dish out plenty when we get home, wife," he growled, kissing my neck. I moaned softly in response. "And you'll be making that sweet delicious sound all night."
      I blushed like crazy as he released me. I bent to grab a dress from the bag. I decided on a black and red plaid dress with a black belt. I quickly grabbed it and my leggings and darted for the bathroom.
      Quickly I reached into my makeup bag that was on the counter and grabbed my hair brush. I finished brushing my hair and then applied some foundation to my face. I quickly added red eyeshadow, black eyeliner, mascara, and black waterproof smear proof lipstick. Then I quickly put on my clothes and walked out into the bedroom. Alex was perched on the edge of our bed, tying his black high top sneakers.
     He looked up at me as if I were some sort of treat he'd like to devour.