vinnie hacker imagines

stressed *

"Hey baby." Bree said, eyes drifting over to her husband who just walked in the door.

His face was red and anger was evident in his eyes. He viciously took his tie off, throwing it into the laundry room.

"Hi." He muttered, walking up the stairs without another word.

Bree shrugged, knowing it probably wasn't the time to talk to him. He's talk to her when he was ready. She hoped he would settle down but a few hours later when she walked upstairs she could see that the anger from earlier hadn't gone anywhere.

Vinnie was sitting on the bed, phone up to his ear as he screamed at an employee through the phone. He abruptly hung up in the middle of the persons sentence, tossing his phone across the room and damn near out of the open window.

"What's wrong?" Bree asked as she picked up his phone inspecting it for any cracks in his screen, finding none.

"I don't want to fucking talk about it, shouldn't you be out spending my money or something?" Vinnie snapped.

"I'm not like your last two wives, I don't want you for your money." Bree said, sitting next to him.

"Sure you don't." Vinnie grumbled again, snatching his phone from her hands and making his way into their walk in closet.

"I'm going to choose to ignore that, please tell me what's wrong." Bree said, pressing her body against the back of him.

He started to protest but quickly shut himself up when her hands trailed up his back and rested on his shoulders. Her thumbs pressed into his tense muscles and he relaxed a bit.

"Tell me what happened baby, tell me how I can make you forget about it." Bree spoke softly, continually rubbing his still tensed shoulders.

"I-I" Vinnie stuttered.

This was the first time she'd ever made him speechless outside of having sex. Bree pressed kisses to her husbands back, hands moving on from his shoulders to wrap around his midriff.

"What do you want baby? Hmm?" Bree asked, smirking when he mumbled something about sucking him off.

She removed her dress completely, instantly hitting her knees and tapped his leg for him to turn around. His breath hitched at the sight of her beautiful eyes staring up at him, begging for his dick with the look she was giving him.

He nodded his head, watching intently as she wasted no time in freeing him from the right confinement of his pants and boxers. She bit her lip, enjoying the way he threw his head back as she stroked his dick. He had to have been waiting for this all day based on his reaction. She sped up her actions before stopping and licking the underside of his bright red, throbbing dick in her hands. She let her tongue follow the vein from the base all the way to the tip before wrapping her plump lips around him.

He shuttered, keeping his hands entangled in her his but letting her control her own movements. His penis continued to harden at the sight of his wife on her knees, nose pressed to his pelvic bone. She let his entire length slide down her throat, holding her position. His hands rested on the side of her head, not hesitating for even a moment before he began to thrust into her throat. She still looked beautiful, but her mascara was starting to run and drool was dripping from the side of her mouth.

"Fuck." Vinnie muttered, snapping a picture of her beautifully messy face.

Her hair was now falling out of the perfectly crafted ponytail she'd made this morning but that was the least of her worries. Her husbands pleasure was far more important to her right now. She tapped his thigh, breathing hard when he pulled his dick out of her throat.

"Stay there, I'll be back." Vinnie instructed.

"Yes sir." She answered, knowing there was a smirk across his gorgeous face.

Seconds later he returned, laying a stool beneath her and using the suction cup part of the dildo to stick it to the plastic of the stool. One hand landed on her hip to push her down, the other holding the dildo in place and guiding it into her soaked cunt.

"You know what to do." Vinnie said, walking in front her of again.

Like a good wife, she slipped his cock back into her mouth, all while bouncing herself on the toy beneath her. The wet sounds coming from her pussy only pushed him closer to his own release. He hammered his hips against her face as his dick pushed vigorously into her mouth and down her throat.

The sound of his loud moans filled the room as he pulled his dick from her mouth, jerking himself at a quick pace until his cum was all over her face.

"Look at you. Covered in cum, fucking yourself on the toy that daddy bought you. Such a dirty whore aren't you? All for me." Vinnie said, kneeling in front of her as she continued to bounce.

"Y-Yes, I'm a dirty wh-whore daddy." Bree moaned louder when his mouth came into contact with her nipple and sucked harshly.

His hands explored every inch of her body, finally resting on her behind, aiding in lifting her up and down on the toy that she loved so much. An explicit scream left her mouth as she squirted on the 9 inch toy while her husband praised and held her face in his hands.

"My good girl." Vinnie praised, lifting his wife's tired out body from the toy and off of the floor.

He carried her into the bathroom cleaned her up accordingly, laying a loving gentle kiss to her forehead every once in awhile. Once she was freshened up, he picked her back up, even though she insisted she was fine to walk, and laid her down on their bed.

"I'm gonna order dinner, okay? Give me a minute and I'll be back." Vinnie said, sliding his boxers in and walking out the door of there bedroom.

She could hear the faint sound of his voice saying something. She slid a clean t-shirt over her head and a random pair of underwear before laying back in bed.

He came back in the room, pouting at the sight of her covered up chest. A chuckle escaped her lips and she lifted her shirt back up, letting him lay his head on her bare boobs.

"The food will be here in 30 minutes." Vinnie said, rubbing her hip softly.

"Okay." Bree responded.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I know you're not with me for my money, I was upset, but none of it was your fault. I love, and I'm glad you love me even though I'm hard to love."  Vinnie said, still rubbing her hip.

"I know you didn't mean it, I forgive you. You're not hard to love, it's easy loving you." Bree said, cocking an eyebrow when he pulled her shirt back down, laying his head on her shoulder instead.

"Why'd you do that?" Bree asked.

"Wanted to be closer." Vinnie answered, smiling as her hands ran through his messy hair.