SORRY TO MAKE YOU ANGRY

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"Let's watch a movie, Birdy..." he said, and I hummed, resting my head against his chest.

Silence engulfed us, the sound of the background sound and dialogue echoed in the room. Kian's hand was on my head, then slowly came down, taking a small strand of hair in his fingers, rolling it, and then repeating with another strand. It was peaceful. My eyes were on the screen, and so were Kian's. His hand got a little lower, softly catching my hair and sliding it to the other side. My neck, which was covered with hair, was now naked. He placed his chin on it and kissed my cheek slowly. The kiss was wet. I hummed and tilted my neck, giving him more space, which he quickly took. Sucking my neck at a very slow pace, nibbling on it, and then taking my flesh into his teeth softly. It wasn't painful, but still stingy.

I was about to close my eyes in pleasure when suddenly he said, without lifting his head from my neck:

"Don't close your eyes, Birdy, watch the movie." I hummed and obeyed his command, trying my best to keep my eyes open while he continued doing his work.

The movie was good, but right now I didn't want to watch it. Kian's hand was caressing my waist slowly, making me moan at his every small touch. Right now, I became more sensitive and greedy for his touches.

"You like it, right, Birdy?" he whispered huskily into my ear, and I threw my head back, moaning. His hand suddenly went to my hair, turning my face harshly toward him. His dead stare met my greedy one, and he chuckled mockingly.

"Looking wrecked already, just like a slut..." he said in his deep voice, and I got offended. All the emotions I was feeling flew away. He can't curse me. No, he can't...

I pushed his chest away from me and quickly got up from his lap, making my way out of the room. I was about to walk away when he grabbed my leg, pulling it toward him, and I fell just on him. His hand grabbed my waist tightly, caging me there. I threw my legs and hands, trying to get away from him. Then suddenly, he grabbed my jaw with his other hand and turned my face forcefully toward him. My eyes poured tears, while his remained blank.

"What happened...?" he asked, and I didn't answer. His hold on my face got painfully tight again. I knew this hold would leave a mark, but I didn't open my mouth.

He arched his eyebrow after looking at me for a few seconds silently.

"Are you angry because I called you a slut, Birdy?" he asked again, and my eyes looked into his. I didn't say a word, and then he laughed. I frowned while crying...

Suddenly, he stopped, and everything went silent except the movie sound. My tears were still there, and with the quickest speed, he brought his face so close to me that I was shocked.

"Aren't you a slut, Birdy? A slut. My slut. My personal slut. Only mine..." he said, and his hand reached under my shirt, pulling my panties away. His hand entered inside and touched my pussy.

"So wet for me, aren't you, Birdy..." He moved his finger inside me suddenly, and my body arched in his hold. I couldn't even hold myself when he started fingering me with the fastest speed.

"I...a..m n..ot ..a s.l..ut, K...i..an," I said, stuttering and moaning.

"Yes, you are..." he said and smirked. I let out a loud cry of his name and quickly held his shirt, pulling myself toward him. Once my face was close to his, I could see how his eyes were mocking me. I wanted to remove his hand from me, but at the same time, I didn't. My whole body flinched at the sudden explosion inside me, and I came. His thumb caressed the wetness and then slid out. His eyes were looking at me with so much power. He took his thumb inside his mouth, and I gulped, looking at him with heavy breaths.

"It's... d..irty," I whispered, and he arched both eyebrows with a smile and said:

"No, it's not." His hold on me loosened, and then I heard the music. I turned my head just to see the movie had ended.

"Leave me..." I said, and his hold on me released. I slowly got up from him and made my way outside, feeling his eyes on my back. I knew...

I quickly placed my hands on my butt, hiding it, and he laughed out loud. A pout quickly came on my lips. Jerk, I mentally shouted angrily at him.

I made my way towards the washroom with a dress in my hand and got inside to take a shower. It took me so much time as today I wanted to shave and everything. Once I was finally done, I wiped my body and applied lots of moisturizer before getting into the dress. I slowly tied the waist-tightening band and got out of the washroom. I was wiping my wet hair when I saw the bouquet of fresh roses. A card was tucked between them...

"I am sorry..." was written there, and that was enough to melt me. I quickly walked out of the room just to see another bouquet of roses. I smelled the roses with a soft smile and placed them back in their place. I started walking again, and then I saw another bouquet...

I quickly ran toward it and picked up the card. "But not for calling you my slut, but for making your pussy tired again..."

My face turned all red in shame. I quickly placed the card on the table and walked away from there, only to see another one in the way...

I slowly picked it up and unfolded the card.

"I am sorry," it said again, and I frowned. Why this time? I ran my eyes around to see if there was any other bouquet, but there was none. Suddenly, a hand wrapped around my waist, turning me with a jerk toward him. My hands quickly went to his chest, and I whispered,

"Kian..." He hummed. His other hand was holding a bouquet, the same roses but bigger than the others.

"I am sorry, because I made you angry, Birdy..." he said huskily, and I stared into his eyes before replying:

"I didn't know my husband had a cursing kink..."

His eyes went wide, and a loud laugh erupted from me. I laughed wholeheartedly in his hold while he just stared at me...

My eyes were getting teary, and my stomach hurt when he pulled me even closer with a jerk and said:

"I love you, Birdy..."



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