☀︎︎𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥☀︎︎
A couple weeks later
I'm walking into the house in front of Antonin he's trailing behind and he's beyond pissed. I say your upset for no reason he says I'm not you were smiling all in his fucking face. I say I wasn't he says how are you gonna tell me you weren't and I seen you Stella. If you want to fuck the waiter- I say don't even finish that sentence Antonin your being ridiculous. He says I'm not you act as if he can treat you better than I can. I say Antonin he says Nobody is going to fuck you better than I do. He's so crazy and jealous I don't want to fuck the waiter. I say I know that Antonin stop acting crazy. He gives me this look that makes it known he's not playing. I say I'm going to bed and I go to walk away. He grabs me by my arm and he says I'm not done talking to you Stella. I go closer to him and I say I'm sorry okay? I only want to be with you Antonin please don't be upset. He says Go lay down I want you naked. I say okay and I go to our room and I undress and crawl in our bed. He comes soon enough and he undresses and he gets in bed with me. He brings me closer and he kisses my lips. I return it gently and he spreads my legs. He gets between and he slides his long thick length inside of me and I can't help but moan out. He kisses on me as he moves in and out of me. His low moans filling my ears. I can't help but get turned on more and more. It's not long before I'm on the brink of an orgasm. I already know what he wants me to do. I beg him to let me cum on his cock and just when I feel like I can't hold it any longer he gives me permission to cum and I cream uncontrollably on his length. He kisses my lips and he fills me with his semen. I kiss him back and he deepens it. He starts moving in and out of me again.
A few days later
I'm sitting in the closet under his dress shirts with a glass of wine in my hand. The bottle beside me he's being a freaking asshole. He walks in and he says come drink with me. I say if you'll be nice I will he says I'll be nice. I give him my glass and he sits it on the counter. He helps me up and I grab the bottle. He grabs my glass and he grabs my hand. He leads me out and to the kitchen and I sit the bottle on the counter. He picks me up and sits me on the counter. He refills my glass and he sets it down. I say Do you have something to say? He says I'm sorry doll I say for being mean? He says yes and he comes between my legs. He wraps his arms around me and I hold onto him.
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