Page 50 of What You Do To Me
I said nothing because I had no words for him. I just allowed him to continue to wash my body because even though I was mad at him, I couldn’t deny the fact that I missed him. My body enjoyed his touch, and it was betraying me in the worst way right now. I wasn’t trying to be turned on, but it was damn near impossible when it came to my husband.
“I can smell your arousal, Tio,” he whispered in my ear as he eased his hand up the front of my body and gently grabbed my neck. I let out a moan when I felt his cold lips touch my exposed shoulder. “But you not fucking me, remember?” he whispered again followed by him laughing.
I didn’t see shit funny though. That’s exactly why I didn’t want him to get in the shower with me, I knew he was going to play games.
“Grim.”
The grip on my neck got tighter and he ran his free hand down the front of my body until his fingers found my already swollen clit.
“Who?”
“D-Da-Daddy,” I struggled to let out.
“That’s right. You want Daddy to make that pussy cum, don’t you?”
I nodded.
“Use your words, Tiomi,” he demanded as the motion of his fingers got faster.
“Y-Yes Daddy.” I was almost there. As soon as I felt my body about to explode, he stopped. My eyes popped open and I turnedto look in the face of a smiling Jawan before he let me go and stepped out of the shower.
“What the fuck, Jawan? Get back here and finish! I was almost there!”
“Naw I can’t get a nut, so you can’t either baby. Get dressed though, I wanna take you and the girls to dinner.”
He’s serious,I thought to myself.This nigga really got out of the shower without finishing what he started.
“Jawan.”
“Get dressed, Tiomi, you know I can’t get Lae lil’ bitty ass ready.”
I was so pissed, but one thing I know about my husband is that he can’t go too long without getting pussy, so the game is definitely on. I gave him a light smirk and did as I was told. Tonight will be fun after the girls are asleep, but I was going to put on a show of my own in the meantime.
When I walked out of the bathroom, Jawan was in the closet which was perfect. I propped myself up on the middle of the bed with my legs spread, giving him the perfect view. I allowed my hand to fall between my legs and used my middle and index finger to circle my clit.
My soft moans were loud enough for Jawan to hear because he peeked his head out of the closet. He stepped out of the closet fully and folded one arm across his chest and tugged at the end of one of his braid with his other as he enjoyed the visual.
My head fell back lazily, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as my body attempted to reach its climax. It came quicker than expected because I was turned on by just the sight of Jawan watching me. The bed dipped in beneath my legs, so I knew he had joined me.
“Don’t stop until I tell you to either,” he demanded, but he didn’t have to tell me twice because I was going to get this nut by any means necessary.
“Damn baby,” I moaned out when my eyes reconnected with Jawan’s. He was watching me intensively with low, hooded eyes and for that reason alone my body exploded. At the same time, I felt my cum running down the crack of my ass, I felt Jawan’s tongue attach to my clit and he sucked up every bit of juice my body had produced. After I came down off my high, I looked him in the eyes.
“You almost taste as good as you look baby, you still not getting no dick though so come on,” he smirked and climbed back off the bed pulling me with him.
“You’re really going to deny me?” I pouted.
“Naw I’ma fuck the shit outta you later, I just wanna feed you first. Trust me, you’re going to need the energy.” He kissed my nose, then stepped into the closet. I was kind of in my feelings because he has never told me no, but I had no choice but to settle for later.
We were seated at Mignonette Downtown it seems like as soon as we arrived, and I was now admiring my family. Jawan had ordered a bottle of wine and we had already placed our order. Jalae hated sitting in her car seat so she was sitting in her father’s lap while Jarae sat right up under him coloring on the menu that they provided for her.
“What’s the occasion?” I asked after the waiter walked away.
He never looked up from Rae’s artwork. “What you mean?”
“I mean we’re at dinner,” I motioned around the restaurant.
“I wanted to bring my family out. I haven’t saw or spent time with y’all in a few days, this is me trying to make up for lost time, the fuck you mean?”
