When She Is No Longer Mine «Jason McCann & Justin Bieber»

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Leigh

After the bust boy mopped up the bathroom, Jason payed the check and we all left. Kinsley stays quiet as I drive us back to the house.

"Okay, I called the doctor and he can get you in tomorrow at nine," Nezther says as we enter the house.

"I don't even care anymore," Kinsley grumbles. "I'm done trying. It's not going to work, I'm just wasting your money and I'm sorry," she pushes past us and walks up the stairs.

I furrow my eyebrows. "I'm going to go try and calm her down," I quickly hug my sister before dashing after my girlfriend. "Babe?" I knock on her bedroom door. "Can I come in?" I get no reply so I try the knob. But much to my dismay, it's locked. "Kinsley, come on, Ma Chéri," I knock again.

When her door doesn't open, nor does she reply, I start to get worried. I pace in front of her door for a few minutes, just trying to give her time to cool down.

"Okay, it's time to open up." I try the door knob one last time. "KINSLEY, I'M NOT FUCKING PLAYING! OPEN IT RIGHT NOW!" I scream as loud as possible.

I hear a sob come from the other side of the door. "I don't want to," she cries.

"I want to hold you," I lean against the door frame.

After a few silent minutes, the door slowly opens. Her makeup is smeared and her hair is all over the place, yet I can only think of how beautiful she is.

Jason

I set Jasper in his bed, kissing his forehead before walking out. I make my way up to my room, finally feeling at rest when I'm in my bed. Seconds later Nezther walks out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but panties.

"Look at that ass," I smirk as I bite my lip.

She turns to me. "Do my hips look bigger?" She does a small twirl.

"You look perfect."

"That's not what I asked."

I sigh, sitting up and moving to the end of the bed. I grab her waist and pull her between my legs. "Yes, they do. But it's sexy. It gives me something more to hold onto," I whisper. She tugs out of my grip, but I quickly pull her back. "Don't be like that, baby. Why does it matter? I love you the way you are, Nezther."

She shrugs, placing her hands on my shoulders. "It just matters because... because..." 

I wrap my arms around her waist. "Take your time, baby, I've got all night," I kiss her chest between her breasts.

"I don't like it and I'm not okay with that." I leave a trail of kisses down my wife's torso. "I want to like my body."

I pull my lips away, looking up at her. I grab her butt and pull her closer to me. "I want you to love your body," I rest my chin on her chest. She stares down into my eyes. "And I know the past few times we've had sex, I've been saying some nasty things. But I don't mean–"

"It's okay," she runs her fingers through my hair. "Hate sex is the best sex," she smirks.

I pull her down to my lap so I could kiss her deeply. "You drive me insane," I groan into her mouth.

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"Good morning, my love," I kiss Nezther's head. "Kids," I kiss them.

"You're in a good mood," Leigh chuckles as I kiss her head.

I nod, making myself a cup of coffee. "I'm finally going back to work today. I'm so excited," I grin.

Nezther walks over to me. "Promise you'll be careful?" She fixes the collar of my leather jacket.

I lean down to kiss her lips. "I'll be extra careful just for you," I whisper. She smiles wearily. "I'll be back around eight, okay? If you're tired, don't wait up for me. I'll come snuggle you when I get home."

"Okay, babe. Have fun, stay safe, I love you," she kisses my cheek gently.

I smile down at her. "I will, I love you more. Bye guys! Love you!" I call to my children.