Time To Face The Boys

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Alexis pov

She rose early, carefully sliding from under Jacobs arm.
Last night was the first night of them sleeping together that they never had s*x and even though she was mad at him she was s*xually frustrated. It didn't help her waking up with his swollen c**k tapping on her b**t cheek.
After using the bathroom she made her way to the kitchen and made herself a chamomile and ginger tea. It helped with her nausea.
A sudden burst of flavour hit her tongue and she found herself searching the cupboard until she found what she was looking for.
Being a fitness instructor she knew this was a bad thing but she wanted it.
Sitting cross legged on the floor in front of the fridge she opened the jar and dug a spoon in. A guilty feeling rushed through her head as the sweetness overload exploded on her taste buds.

"Alexis really!!!"
Jacob appeared before her and removed the item from her hands.
"Don't blame me. Your offspring wanted it. I just feed it to them."
She reached for the golden syrup. The spoon is still in her mouth.
"No. You'll end up with what's it called…. Errm gestational diabetes." He handed her an apple.
Pouting, she stood.
"If you're going to be bossy like this you ain't coming home." She stamped her foot and turned away from him.
Bad move.

His arms came around her and his lips brushed her neck softly.
A small moan escaped her lips.
"Do I have to be the dom through the rest of this pregnancy?" He whispered. "I'll take pleasure in punishing you."
His lips ran across her shoulder.
"I still owe you a punishment. For accusing me of cheating." She panted.
"And I you for not answering my texts and calls or reading my letters."
Moving her round to face him his eyes were filled with lust.
"But first we need to go and face some very confused elevator boys. Come on, let's get ready. If you're good I'll grab us some croissants on the way in."
He led her back through the bedroom to the dressing room and they chose their clothes for the day.

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Jacob pov

Getting out of the house he made a note to remove the sweet sticky substances from the cupboard on returning.
Gathering a box full of treats they headed to the mansion and they both took a deep breath before entering.
Everything went quiet and six pairs of eyes turned on them as they walked in.
"I've bought goodies. The pan au chocolate is Lexis though and I don't envy anyone who tries to take it from her."
He sat the box on the table and they both sat down.

"OK questions." He said.
"Tim told us a bit. But why?" Luis asked. "Do you find straight forward s*x boring?"
"No straightforward s*x is fine. But just imagine being tied up, not being able to touch your partner or not being able to see what they are doing or when." He looked at Tim. "The adrenalin
you feel waiting and then the rush of pleasure when they touch you is electric."

"Did she punish you last night?"
Bene grinned.
"Not really but in a way yes. I went to sleep, slept and woke up with a raging b***r. I was too scared to relieve myself."
"Why?" Bene sat mouth gaped open.
"She could have withheld s*x for longer if I did. I couldn't risk that." He lifted her hand and kissed her fingers. "We have a rule. If together we cannot get release on our own unless the other agrees first. Allowing them to watch if they want to."
"Alexis what's your take on this?" Julien looked at her.
A smile spread across her face.
"It was all my idea."

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