JUST A LITTLE LOVE

Seven

S E V E N

SORRY AGAIN FOR THE WAIT 💗

"Colleen?", I asked as soon as Chrissie handed me my phone. "Do you need something in particular?"

I waited for her response as I went to stand near one of my many packages for the day. I usually let my niece and nephew handle opening my packages, but since I had nothing to occupy my mind.

"Just wondering if we can have a sit down. It's important. You may not like it but technically we are family."

"Does your ex husband know about this? I'm not in the mood for you starting drama," I snapped in annoyance, sliding my mail slicer through and opening the first package.

"Do you need your hubby's permission to talk to me? Ooh, he's trained you good, girl."

I stared at the cute sample of a two piece swimsuit and giggled at the audacity of this stupid bimbo bitch.

"Trained very well, if you know what I mean."

"See you Sunday for a drink. Yes or no..."

"I'll text you a time."

After looking through a few more packages, I shut down my little system and walked away. I'd have them send out thank you notes to everyone who sent something.

Rubbing a hand over my shoulders in circular motions to knead out the slight pain my husband caused, I blew a deep breath out.

I needed a drink.

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I arched my back as I reached up to take hold of the headboard just as his hands grabbed me right around the waist and pulled me right back down. My mouth opened in a slight gasp and I moaned loudly even as the man below me grasped my neck in a tight hold. One hand on my lower back helping me land right on his perfectly shaped dick.

"Fuck..."

My legs shook as I smiled in orgasmic bliss letting it ride when my husband slowly removed his hand from around my throat and caressed my sweat glistening thighs.

"Whoever said it isn't good the second time around lied," Tig chuckled as I slid down to hug him around the waist.

My appetite was definitely sated for the moment.

"I'm going to see your ex wife on Sunday."

"Why?"

"Don't have a specific reason but don't you like Wife Number One getting along with Wife Number Two?," I joked.

"It's one of my fantasies really... You and her scissoring while I watch—"

I grabbed him by the dick tightly and he groaned in pain. The thought of sharing him again with another woman sickened me. He was mine whether he wanted to be or not.

"Give what's mine to another woman, Alexander Trager, and you won't have to worry about thinking with your dick. I'll cut it off IMMEDIATELY."

"Never, baby."

He lifted my chin and kissed me deeply making me feel tingles all throughout my body. I craved him more than he would ever know. The love that we felt for each other was real and every piece of me enjoyed it.

"SWEETIE!", my mother's voice broke the bubble of pure bliss and I groaned softly against his lips.

This was the second time we were interrupted today.

I guess fucking my husband and spending time together were going to be last on our list for the rest of our lives.

"Ugh, I'm COMING!"

"I bet you are," she grumbled as she knocked on the door to stop me from getting back in the mood.