"Did you just get home from the office, dear?" Dad asked after he greeted him.
"Yes, Dad, that’s why I’m a bit tired." Dad???!!
"Oh thank goodness you made it here! Don’t worry, I asked your mom about all your favorites and cooked them for you," Mom said proudly.
We sat down at the dining table. I was startled when he suddenly pulled me close and wrapped his arm around my waist. "What are you doing?!" I whispered in protest.
When I turned to look at him, he was smiling and staring at me. He was way too close, so I looked away. "I missed you."
"Liar!"
"Adda! You shouldn’t treat your husband like that," Dad scolded me. I just rolled my eyes and looked away. "Sorry about her, Elijah she can be a bit difficult sometimes." I just raised an eyebrow at what Dad said.
"No worries, Dad. I think it’s cute."
"Ass kisser" I mumbled, making sure he’d hear me. He really is such an ass kisser.
We started eating, and the table was full of seafood. I only ate shrimp and even that was a hassle to peel. We can’t even agree on food, I obviously hate what he loves. I squeezed the shrimp heads in frustration when he handed me a small bowl.
"This child is so sweet!" Mom praised him as she cracked open crabs. I looked at the bowl and saw peeled shrimp, crab meat, and bite-sized squid pieces inside.
"I’m allergic to squid. Do you want me dead?" I knew I’d get scolded, so I stood up quickly and headed straight to my room. Let the three of them play pretend in there.
I grabbed another cigarette and hung out on my room’s veranda. Leaning against the wall, I stared outside. I texted Kenji to update him.
"What’s with the attitude?"
"Get out!" I rushed over to him and tried to push him away.
"I’m not leaving." He just pulled me aside and walked straight into my room.
"Hey! This isn’t your house!" I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him but it hit his head, so he turned to look at me with an angry glare.
"You’re so childish, wife."
"You're so annoying" I went back to the veranda and kept smoking.
"Who’s this?" He was holding the picture frame on my bedside table.
"Put that back, you're so nosy!" He set the frame down and walked towards to me.
"Must be someone special." He came close and snatched my cigarette. "Quit that, it's not good for a woman like you to smoke." He placed his hands on each side of me, trapping me against the wall.
"Why do you care? Earlier you were acting all nice in front of my parents, but you almost cursed me out over a tiny bit of eggshells," I accused him.
He smiled like he found it amusing. "Cute"
"Bastard" I saw anger flash in his eyes, but it faded quickly. As he held my chin.
"Mom said we’ll sleep in your room tonight."
"No way, go home. I’ll stay here." I tried to move his arm out of the way, but he pulled me by the waist and held me tight, one of his hand on my cheek.
"Can’t you just pretend to be a happy wife for your parents’ sake?" I looked away. He whispered in my ear, "I don’t like you either, Adda, but I’m trying my best here. So be a good girl, okay?" I gasped when he suddenly gr*ped my b*tt.
"Pervert!" I hit his shoulder, but he just held me tighter.
"Shhh they’ll hear us." His face got closer and closer to mine. He looked tired, but he was still so handsome, his hair was a bit messy, and the scent of sweat mixed with his perfume made me intoxicated. I couldn’t bring myself to pull away I just let him do what he wanted.
I thought he was going to kiss me, but he just rested his head on my shoulder. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. "W-what’s wrong with you?"
"Sorry, wife, I’m tired. I can’t ple*sure you tonight."
"Idiot." I tried to push him away, but his hold was too tight. I just let him be, staying like that as the cold wind blew in from outside. "I’m starting cooking lessons tomorrow. Mom enrolled me."
"Good, before I drop dead because of your food."
"If I were going to kill you, I’d stab you straight up. No beating around the bush." I heard him chuckle softly. He lifted his head from my shoulder and looked at me.
"Your mouth is so brutal, Adda."
"Got a problem with that?" I raised an eyebrow, but he just smiled at me, staring intently. "Bipolar."
He held both sides of my face and kissed me gently. For the first time, I kissed him back. Slowly and carefully.
"You taste like cigarettes and wine," he murmured, then kissed my jaw.
"Ugghh deal with it."
"Oh, I will." He unbuttoned his polo in front of me, revealing his sexy body. It wasn’t the over defined kind you see everywhere, his biceps were big, his abs and V-line were visible, a naturally handsome physique. "You like it?" He winked s*ductively and came closer.
"I thought you didn’t like me? So why are you acting so desperate?" He slowly caressed my legs.
Damn! he knows exactly where to touch me.
"I told you, we have duties to fulfill." He brought his lips to my ear. "Besides, I’m a man, Adda. Why would I pass up to an opportunity like this?" I was about to curse him, but my brain went blank when he l*cked my ear. I felt lightheaded from how good it felt.
"Ughhh" His tongue moved down to my neck tickling and pl*asuring me at the same time. We were still on the veranda, fully visible from outside.
He kept kissing my neck, moving lower and lower as he guided me toward the bed. He slid his hand under my shirt and started f*ndling my chest. I couldn’t explain it, but the way he touched me felt different, like I was being tickled, electrified, and overwhelmed with pl*asure all at once. His lips touched my nips, and I m*aned again.
I know I need to take control so he won’t walk all over me. But the way he acts every night isn’t helping, he really knows how to control my body, how to make me feel good.
He undressed me while kissing every part of my body. His tongue was warm and w*t, making me shiver with pl*asure. He sat me on the bed while he stood in front of us. We were both n*ked, and I was face to face with his m*nhood. I swallowed hard, it was long and stiff.
"Pl*asure me with your tongue and lips, baby."