Tortured!

Vincent's POV'

The whole evening, my wife was ignoring me, so I thought maybe she was shy about the last night we spent together as husband and wife, but no, it's not true. There's something harsh in her eyes. I wore her favorite colored blue shirt, so I could get her attention after being done with her ignoring me on purpose, but no. No response.

My thoughts went back to last night again. I was hardly able to focus on today's meeting because of that. I just fucking can't take those memories away. The way she moaned, the way she cried out in pleasure, the way her eyes flattered when she stared at me, the way she had her first orgasm.

Not only was I her first, but she was my first too. We both lost our virginity to each other. The analysis made me fucking possessive about her. The moment I had her, she was mine, the moment I buried myself into her warmth and stared into her caramel brown orbs, she became mine and no one would touch what's mine.

I became hard as rock again just at the m