Bound To My Husband

Chapter12

Allison

We had finished eating not too long ago. Logan had even made me some soup to keep my tummy warm because of my cramps. Even though the pain was completely gone, he still insisted that I drink it.

He took out his laptop and sat down on a chair, placing it on the dining table. I stood right beside him, and he gently grabbed my wrist, bringing it up to his lips. The warmth from that small gesture sent a sudden flutter of butterflies straight to my stomach.

"Baby, I have a virtual meeting. It's starting now," he murmured, reluctantly letting go of my hand.

"Okay," I whispered back.

I was about to make my way to the bedroom to give him some quiet time, but he pulled me back by the waist, tugging me straight onto his lap. He buried his face in my neck, and the sudden prickle of his skin gave me a sweet sensation that left goosebumps all over my arms.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" he muttered softly against my ear, making it hard for me to breathe.

I tried to think through the haze of his touch, but nothing came to my head at the moment. "Forgetting what?" I managed to ask out.

"Kiss me." His hands tightened around my waist.

I glanced over at the screen of the laptop and noticed he was already logged into the website.

People were going to join at any second. "After your meeting," I pleaded, trying to stand up, but he held me tight against his chest as if I was going to disappear if he let go.

"I can't wait until after."

Taking a deep breath, I turned around to face him and gave him a quick, hurried peck on the lips. I tried to pull away again, but he refused to let me move.

"Will you call that a kiss?" He smiled, his fingers gently holding my chin.

He claimed my lips in the most passionate way, sucking on my lower lip. My breath hitched as I struggled to keep up with his slow, heavy pace.

"Mr. Carter," a voice suddenly boomed from the laptop speakers.

I thought the interruption would finally stop him, but I was completely wrong. He still held onto me, deepening the kiss and drinking me in until he was fully satisfied before letting me go.

Gosh, why is he so needy and clingy? I thought to myself, my heart racing.

As I finally stood up, he gave my ass a playful and gentle spank. Biting my lip softly to hide the smile, I hurried into the bedroom. I closed the door behind me and rested my back against it, feeling a rush of heat climb all the way up to my cheeks.

I settled onto the bed, my belly doing absolute flips as if thousands of butterflies were competing for space.

Opening my phone, I found a text from Laura.

~Team Carlison~ she wrote, adding a love emoji right next to it.

I couldn't help but blush at the silly couple name she had formed for me and Logan. We ended up chatting for almost two hours, and I was laughing out loud at her ridiculous jokes.

Then, her text pattern shifted.

~i am bored.~

~bored? I thought we were having fun just now. Do you find me boring?~ I typed back.

~How about we play true or dare ~

I paused, staring at the screen. It sounded fun, but I knew Laura too well. She was always up to something, and she definitely had a naughty streak. Not wanting to look like a party pooper, I agreed almost immediately.

~i dare you to flash your boobs at Logan~ She sent the dare along with a grinning emoji.

My jaw dropped and I bit my bottom lip hard. I already knew she was up to no good. ~That's not fair, I didn't even get to choose.~

~You see, you are boring. If you don't do it, I will jump off the window and you won't have to see me again.~

I fought the urge to roll my eyes because she was always so dramatic. Still, my heart began to pound against my ribs. I was completely torn, contemplating whether to actually do it or if I could just lie to her and say I did.

Right then, she started a video call. I picked it up immediately.

"Come on Allison, don't kill my vibe," she smirked, teasing me through the screen. "He is your man, don't tell me you are scared."

"But he is in a meeting with his business partner," I reasoned, looking around nervously. "I don't want to disturb him."

I could see Laura rubbing her forehead like I was stressing her out. "Come on Juliet, you are not going over to talk to him. Just stand outside, show him your boobs, and come back to me." She laid out the instructions like it was a mission that could save my life.

Taking a tense breath, I felt the pounding in my chest get heavier. "Why would he care anyway? He has seen them countless times."

"That's the more reason for you to do it! Go baby girl. Team Carlison." She smiled wide, showing all her teeth as she gave me a thumbs up.

I placed a pillow against the headboard and balanced the phone on it so she could see the room.

Reluctantly, I stood up and made my way to the door. I stuck my head out, watching him.

Logan had his arms folded, completely focused on his screen. He had a cigar resting on his lips, occasionally pulling it out to puff a cloud of smoke into the air.

I hated how cute I found that.

"Don't keep me waiting," Laura's muffled voice came from the bed.

"Shhhh, I am trying to focus," I whispered back, wondering if she could even hear me. I finally pushed the door open, stepping fully outside into his line of sight.

As if he heard the slight noise, his eyes lifted from the screen and landed right on me. I could see the confused look crossing his face.

I grabbed the hem of my oversized hoodie and lifted it up. A cool breeze hit my bare chest as I exposed myself to him, the sudden chill making me shiver. I quickly dropped the fabric back down and made direct eye contact with him.

A dark, wicked smirk spread across his lips, his eyes narrowing as he held my gaze.

Panicking, I spun around and ran back into the room, slamming the door shut behind me. I threw myself onto the bed, my face burning with embarrassment.

"So, how fast did he react?" Laura beamed with excitement, leaning closer to her camera.

Before I could even form the words in my mouth, the bedroom door clicked open. A heavy, warm weight suddenly pressed down as someone lay right on top of me.

Logan reached up, snatched the phone off the pillow, and rested his head comfortably on my shoulder.

"Two minutes," he chuckled into the phone, looking thoroughly amused by Laura's face. "I could have gotten here within a minute, but I almost tripped on my own feet."