When Rowan got home, he was about to burst.
The sly minx was just pushing him to his limit. Earlier as he was leaving work at the end of the day, his phone pinged signaling a received message. Rowan begrudgingly looked at who was texting him, his face immediately lit up at his wife's name. Thoughtlessly opening the message, he quickly hid his phone from anyone who might have seen what was meant for his eyes only.
After ensuring no stray eyes could see his phone, he looked back at the photo that was being displayed on his phone. His wife was in an ebony piece of lingerie, the dark color complimenting her skin tone. The strappy bra piece was barely holding back her breasts as they threatened to burst out of the clothing. The underwear could bare hide what he has been wanting to taste the entire week, the black garter belts that were holding up the thigh-high socks divided each her thighs into four portions, and the place where each portion meat the belts swelled up trying to escape the constraints.
He let out a low growl at the message that followed the picture,
"My friend took me shopping." That was all it said drawing Rowan's attention to the place where the picture was taken. A damn changing room.
"You look absolutely delicious darling. I want to see it when I get home." Rowan texted back as he rushed out of his office.
After a grueling thirty-minute drive Rowan was at their home, in their room, seated on their bed with his wife before him. In his shirt and beneath it was his promised meal.
"It is underneath the shirt... What I bought." Raven said a tinge of nervousness, breaking the grown silence.
"I know," Rowan said in a gruff voice.
"I know how much of a good girl you are darling, such a good girl that you wore it for me even though you are not comfortable in it. Yes?" Rowan asked something he noted earlier from the photo she sent after looking at it for...quite a number of times.
"....Yes," Raven answered, lightly shifting her legs.
"Tell me why?" Rowan said.
"Why?" Raven asked tilting her head at the question.
"Why are you not comfortable in what you bought. Did you not want it?" Rowan asked.
"No..." After a long silence, Raven answered. "I love it so much it's just..." She hesitated.
"Just what darling?" Rowan asked as he stood up and circled Raven.
"I feel so... deformed to wear this. I feel so shapeless. If that makes sense." Raven said letting out a light but pained laugh.
"It does," Rowan said as he gently place a kiss on Raven's shoulder. "Continue," he urged her on.
"I just don't feel sexy anymore Ro," Raven said with a tired sigh as she turned and looked at her husband.
"Can you honestly look at ...this." Raven said as she waved her hands all over her body, "And say it's sexy? Honestly, I feel stupid now for wearing this." She announced as she turned to their bathroom.
"I can," Rowan said as his arm circled his wife's waist.
"Huh? What are you talking about..." Raven asked.
"I can, honestly look at you, your body, and in your eyes and say that you are sexy. Beautiful and enough. Hell, I can even tell the whole world if that would satisfy you but knowing your love for privacy I know that is not what you want." Rowan explained as he grabbed his wife by her waist and pinned her ass against his front.
"I am not going to lie darling..." Rowan started as he licked up her neck's length, nibbling her ear when he got to it.
"I am angry at you for thinking such thoughts about yourself, but that anger is not quite as much as the anger I feel towards myself for letting it get to this point." He continued.
Raven opened her mouth to protest but only a choked moan made its way out as Rowan ground his dick at her barely covered pussy, letting out quiet curses at the feeling of her heat.
"I failed at protecting you from such thoughts by not fucking you against every surface in this house every day. I do not know why or when you started to think about yourself in this manner but I will fuck you so hard while I tell you how beautiful and enough you are that anytime these thoughts even SNIFF around your mind... your screams of my name and the memories of what made you scream will make sure that they have do not even an inch to step back in your mind." Rowan growled out as he slowly guided them to the edge of their bed.
"I will remind you just who you are to me by letting you feel in the deepest part of you what you do to me, Love." He said as he bent her down by her waist, arranging her so that her arms were on the bed but her feet still on the floor. Bent at her wait with her ass facing him.
"I do not think you understand Love," Rowan said with a dark chuckle, the clink of his belt followed by the sound of his zipper made Raven shiver with anticipation making her unconsciously widen her stance, beaming at the soft "good girl" that Rowan whispered in response to the action.
Raven dared to glance back at her husband and was so pleased with the sight of her shirtless husband in a predatory stance above her with eyes full of lust directed towards her that a needy mewl escaped from her earning a knowing grin from her partner and a soft pat on her ass. A quiet command for patience from Rowan.
"I am going to fuck you pretty," Rowan growled out as he pressed Raven's head harder on the bed.
