Vincent"Stop what, Vincent?" Sarah asks in her little voice that exudes innocence, but I know better now.She is a cunning little thing."If I hear Jared's name come out of your mouth one more time, there will be consequences," I growl into the phone."Oooh! I am sooo scared," she mocks me.She is so going to get it when I get back home!"Sarah, I'm warning you," I husk, still gripping my cock. It's throbbing and is hungry for attention."I am rubbing my clit now, Vincent. And it feels so good. But I won't tell you who I'm thinking about right this moment. I won't tell you whose image is making me so wet," she says.Her breathing sounds ragged, and that lets me know that she is not lying about pleasuring herself right now. But what if she really is thinking about Jared?How can I know for sure!?"Sarah, please. Stop playing with me," I snap at her.Sarah's laughter rings in my ear, and it turns me on even more. I want to jump through the phone and grab her, and then fuck her senseles
Sarah"Well played, Sarah. Well played."I can't help but giggle as I read Vincent's text, knowing that he received my surprise present. Imagining his grumpy face and the cartoonish steam coming out of his ears as he watches a clown performance brings me so much joy.I wish I was there to see it!My phone interrupted my thoughts with a call from Vincent, but I decided to let him cool down for a bit.I snuggle back into bed, still feeling giddy from our dirty phone talk. Who knew I had it in me? Definitely not me!Vincent may be a grouch, but he sure knows his stuff when it comes to sex. Maybe marrying him wasn't such a bad idea after all...My phone rings again. Wow, Vincent sure is persistent. I guess I better answer the phone before he explodes.But to my surprise, it was Jared who was calling me.I quickly answer the phone, my heart pounding. I haven't spoken to him since my birthday party."Hey, Jared, what's up?" I ask, trying to sound casual, but I can hear the nervousness in my
Vincent "What is she doing now?" Nathan sighs. "They're still just talking, Vince. That's all they have been doing for the last hour—talking." I'm still not convinced. I had Nathan follow Sarah around to watch what she does in my absence and she had the galls to meet with her boy toy Jared. That little Minx! "How is she talking to him?" I ask him grimly. "What do you mean how is she talking?" Nathan asks, confused. "Is she laughing, smiling, touching him? Does it seem intimate or just friendly?" I clarify, my voice tight with barely concealed frustration. The thought of her with Jared, acting like they used to before I came into the picture, gnaws at me more than I care to admit. Nathan pauses for a moment, as if considering his words carefully. "It's mostly friendly, Vincent. Sure, she laughs at some of his jokes, but it's not like they're all over each other. They're just sitting across from each other at a café, having coffee." I try to process this information calmly, but
SarahJennifer stood in the kitchen, a look of confusion on her face as I waltzed in.So I say excitedly, "I want to cook dinner tonight."She raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my sudden desire. I have never tried to cook since I started living here."Really? What's the occasion?" she asks.I shrug nonchalantly. "No occasion, I just felt like it."Jennifer's face softens into a smile as she nods. "Well, I'll happily be your sous chef then."My grin widens. "That would be awesome! So, I was wondering..." I hesitate, suddenly feeling shy."What is it, Miss?" Jennifer asks, curious about my sudden change in demeanor."What is...what is Vincent's favorite food?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.Jennifer gives me a gentle smile. "Vincent's favorite food is lasagna. He loves anything with pasta and cheese.""Oh, okay. Can you teach me how to make it? I never tried to cook it before," I say."Of course. Is it because Sir is coming home tonight?" Jennifer raises an eyebrow.I blu
Sarah"I'm going to grab a shower before bed, care to join me?" Vincent asks me, his lips curling into a smile.I blush. How can he say that so casually? "Join you?""Yes. Why do you look so horrified, like we haven't had sex a hundred times already?" He says, leaning toward me.I feel my cheeks burn even hotter at his blunt words. "I-I just wasn't expecting you to ask so... casually," I stammer, trying to regain my composure.Vincent chuckles, the sound low and husky. "Well, why not? We're husband and wife, aren't we?"I bite my lip nervously, my mind racing with conflicting thoughts. On one hand, the idea of sharing a shower with Vincent is undeniably tempting. But on the other hand, I can't shake the feeling of vulnerability that comes with being so intimate with him.But if I agree so easily, he will know I want him. I can't have that!"No thanks," I say, turning my head away.Vincent's expression shifts, his smile faltering slightly at my response. "Suit yourself."I can't help b
Vincent"Stop giving me that look," I grumble, trying to nudge Sarah away, but she just snuggles in closer."What look?" Sarah asks with wide eyes."Don't act innocent," I say, trying to hide a smile. "You know what I'm talking about.""I really don't," she protests. "Why don't you enlighten me, Vincent?""You are looking at me like...like...you are in love with me or something," I say.Sarah's cheeks flush a delicate shade of pink, and she averts her gaze for a moment before meeting mine again."Well, maybe I am," she admits softly, a hint of vulnerability in her voice.I pause, caught off guard by her admission. For a moment, I'm rendered speechless, unsure of how to respond to her unexpected confession."What the hell are you saying?" I manage to let out, my voice betraying my shock.Sarah bites her lower lip and looks at me intently as if she doesn't know how to respond. But then, after a long moment of contemplation, she lets out a sigh. "I'm joking, of course. I could never love
Sarah"I made a decision. From now on, my main mission is to make Vincent fall in love with me," I announce.Sophia can't help but burst into laughter. "Seriously? This is your master plan?""Why are you laughing? You think I am joking, don't you? Well, I am not joking. He thinks he is so tough, so I am going to prove him wrong," I say determinedly."And how do you know he hasn't already fallen in love with you?" Sophia wiggles her eyebrows.I blush. "I don't know. He is always denying it. Even when he does something sweet, he tries to cover it by treating me harshly."Sophia shakes her head. "He is impossible. But how are you supposed to make him admit it? Cook more of his favorite meals?"I roll my eyes at Sophia's suggestion. "Too simple. No, I need to come up with something more... strategic. Something that will catch him off guard."Sophia nods in agreement. "You need to show him that you're not just some girl he can push around. You're strong, independent, and worthy of his love
SarahBoredom seeps into my bones as I mindlessly scroll through Facebook. Vincent has been busy, and when he came home, he went straight to sleep. He hadn't been pouncing on me, and I should be relieved, but...I am almost disappointed.Ugh! Something is definitely wrong with me!Facebook is doing nothing to cure my boredom, either. Nothing but washed-up high school friends posting selfies of their perfect lives and humblebrags of their latest vacations makes me want to hurl the phone across the room.But then suddenly, an ad catches my eye: Dance Class.I slam the phone down, pulse racing. I need this.Vincent's study door creaks open as I storm in, chest heaving. He glares up from his desk, annoyance etched into his sharp features. "What is it now, Sarah?"I jut out my chin and cross my arms. "I'm enrolling in a dance class."One dark eyebrow lifts as he leans back in his chair. "Is that so?" His tone is deceptively light, like the calm before a gathering storm."Yes." I mirror his