You were scrolling pointlessly through your Instagram as Bruno was cutting up some onions in the kitchen.
You and him were playing Checkers one night out of boredom and decided to change things up a bit. You changed the rules so that whoever loss had to make dinner the next night and let's just say, you won. So, that's how Bruno ended up in the kitchen right now cooking spaghetti.
"When is dinner going to be done?" You say in a fake whiny voice as Bruno comes over to where you are to get the box of noodles of the table.
"It should be done in a few. And plus you need to be patient. You can't rush greatness babygirl." Bruno says, winking before giving you a peck on your cheek.
You laugh loudly as Bruno salsa dances his way back to the stove.
Your attention goes back on your phone when you get a notification saying that your best friend, Amber, has texted you.
AMBER: Hey best friend❤️
YOU: Aye. What's up?
AMBER: Uh I need to show you something. Promise you won't be mad?
YOU: What the hell are you talking about? Show me what?
AMBER: This...
AMBER: Sorry 😐
She sends a picture of Bruno and this stripper making out on a couch. You can easily tell she's a stripper from the skimpy ass clothes she's wearing and looking in the backgroud, you see two couples grinding on each other.
You drop your IPhone 6 on the floor, not caring whether you break it or not. You've been riding strong with Bruno for 2 years now, loving and supporting him unconditionally, and this is how he thanks you? By cheating on you?
You watch silently as Bruno turns the stove off and drys off his hands before bringing the two plates filled with food over to where you are. Sensing that something's wrong, Bruno immediately stops smiling. "What's wrong?" He asks with a worried expression, setting the plates down.
"So you wanna kiss other bitches now? How many times do I have to tell your short trifling ass? You're in a fucking relationship; stop getting close to these other hoes!" You yell.
Bruno's face slowly start to turn red and he clenches his jaw in anger. "First of all, what did I tell you about disrespecting me? Watch your fucking mouth."
Ignoring what he said, you jump out of the chair and get up in his face, well, technically his chest. "Bitch ass hoe." You grit. Bruno grips your throat causing both fear and slight excitement to rise up in you.
"Didn't I just tell your ass to watch who the fuck who talking to?! I'm not playing with you y/n!" He yells.
"Get the fuck off of me before I spit in your face." You grit, trying to pry his hands off of you. By now, Bruno was furious.
His grip tightens on your throat and he tilts his head. "Spit on who? I wish you would try to -" His sentence was cut off by you spitting in his face.
Bruno slowly rubs the spit off of his face, still clenching his jaw. You grab your phone off the table and run upstairs with Bruno hot on your trail. His loud angry footsteps echo off the stairs.
You squeal as Bruno grabs you by your hair and presses you up against the wall.
"Who the fuck you think you are?! You wanna go and do some disrespectful ass shit like spit on me?! Really?" He grits in your ear. "That's fine because I got something for your ass."
"Get the fuck off -" You were cut off by Bruno swiftly picking you up and throwing you on the bed.
You try to crawl away but Bruno grabs you by your ankle, pulling you back, before crawling on top of you and grabbing the handcuffs off the headboard. You curse at yourself for not putting those away after last night's activities. You and Bruno's sex life was very active and adventurous. Every position, y'all done it. Almost every kink, y'all tried it.
Bruno handcuffs both of your hands to the headboard, leaving only your legs free. You kick your legs around and try to get free even though you know it's almost impossible.
Bruno lands a hard smack on your ass. "Nuh uh. You wanna act disrespectful so this is your punishment."
Bruno flips you over so that your now laying down on your stomach. He yanks down your sweatpants and you scream out as he rams into you.
"Get the - " You were cut off by Bruno smacking your ass again. "Shut the hell up." He grits, slamming into you showing no mercy.
"So you still want to be disrespectful? Huh? I don't hear those little smart ass remarks anymore." He says, gripping your hips.
"No Bruno. I'm sorry." You moan out.
"That's not my name." Bruno says, unexpectedly tugging on you hair, causing you to look up.
"Mmm fuck daddy I'm sorry." You say, barely able to get your words out because of the intense pleasure.
"That's the type of shit I wanna hear."
You squeal out again as Bruno flips you back over so that you're now laying in your back.
Bruno climbs back on top of you before filling you back up and kissing you deeply. You moan loudly into his mouth, bring both of your hands into Bruno's full head of hair, tugging lightly on his curls.
Bruno begins to slow down so that he's now thrusting inside you slow and deep, causing you to scream out. You could already tell that you'd be screaming the whole night and by in the morning, your voice will be hoarse.
"Why you tripping y/n?" He asks, staring to rub your clit hard and slow down his thrusts. "Tell daddy what's wrong."
"I d-don't like when o-other women get what you g-give to me." You stutter out because of the intense pleasure.
"Don't worry about those other hoes y/n. I love you, not them. I make love to you, certainly not them. You've been with me two years strong baby and I wouldn't trade you for a damn thing." Bruno says, wholeheartedly.
"I'm sorry for spitting on you and being so disrespectful. I love you." You apologize, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"I love you too baby." Bruno says, kissing you deeply.
"Shit y/n. I'm bout to cum." Bruno grunts against your neck.
"Ooh shit. Me too."
Both of your grunts and moans fill up the room as you both cum at the same time.
Bruno picks you up and sets you on the floor before grabbing your hand and leading you in the bathroom. "Round two?" You ask with a worried expression on your face. "Round two." Bruno responds with an evil smile.
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