Clingy Husband Novels & Stories

Came Glory's childish voice, Clara could even picture her cute face because she always uses this voice on her whenever she wants a favor. " Okay I'm on my way now, I will go get it for you, anything else you will equally want me to add?"he inquired with a small smile. "Oh, nothing for now. " she replied. "I'll be back soon, oh, I went to see a friend,he answered only to have her glare at him but he placed his palm on her head and started smoothing her hair like the way he will pet a little kid. A friend, she's now just a friend, why was he behaving like a cheating husband, she was the legal wife here, if she refused to sign a divorce, Glory's baby will be illegitimate, why does he have to hi

My gaze was starting to become unfocused when I heard another brusque voice ring out, "Oh my god! I can't take it anymore. Let's go get some hookers." Another man said, "There's no need for that. Have you forgotten about Mrs. Court, the cook?" "Oh, right! She's curvy in all the right ways—I bet she'll make us feel good!" The third man happily ran out of the room after saying that. Mrs. Court? The image of a married woman who still had it going for her appeared in my mind. She was the plant's cook and lived next door.

The moment her weight left his lap, he felt an ache, as if something precious had been taken. She blinked, teasing. “Do you want to know?” He thought for a beat, then shook his head. He knew his wife wasn’t ordinary. With gentle insistence, he guided her head back to his lap. The corner of Alicia’s lips curled. Her husband grew clingier by the day—and she loved it. Andy’s hand moved slowly over her back, his touch tender and unsteady, as if afraid she might vanish if he let go. The bedroom door swung open. The housekeeper froze at the sight before quickly schooling her expression.

Shouldn’t I be disgusted by his touch? “You are my wife, Scarlett, and this is what husbands and wives do,” he whispered, biting my earlobe as he squeezed my breasts gently, and I wanted to snatch his hands away before he would take it further, which I feared I might not be able to stop, but I knew that might infuriate the man. But what was going on? When did Romano, who couldn’t care less about my existence, start becoming clingy? Should I be worried? “Romano… but we are not like those husbands and wives, you know that,” I mumbled as I got out of his embrace, my heart beating irregularly. But as I turned to look at him, I noticed his eyes darken with anger at my words.

A live-in son-in-law that’s life revolves around his wife all day was the only thing Darryl was good for. Clifford could not resist taking a few looks at Lily. ‘She’s such a beauty! Her figure was perfect and extremely sexy! That beautiful face was comparable to that of a celebrity. Darryl, that brat really got lucky. However, rumor has it that this brat has not even touched his wife after three years of marriage. Everyone in Donghai City knows about this. Haha!’ Clifford thought. “Old class monitor!” Darryl smiled as he walked over to greet Clifford.

‘I thought you wanted me to stop’ He growled at her and she gripped her fingers into his long hair ‘No,no, please don’t stop’ She moaned loudly as his tongue circled her clit, ‘Good girl’ He whispered crawling back up her body kissing her lips and positioning himself above her, ‘Greedy little wife’ He chuckled easing his hard cock back inside her, ‘Only for you dear husband’ She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him deeper,

Chewing her lip, she nodded in reluctance. He stroked her back soothingly. It was the last straw. Driven by anger, I squared up to the woman and extended an arm to stop her. "Where are you going? It's not every day I find my husband cheating on me. We need to talk now. Don't you dare run—" Clyde put a hand on my shoulder, but I threw his hand off. "Get your hand off me!" The way he shared an intimate moment with her earlier made me nauseous.

"Wildflower, you're human. I'm not." "It doesn't matter," I countered, tightening my arms around his neck. "You're still my husband. And I don't like seeing you being worn down by work." He leaned in, kissing my jaw. "Someone's getting clingy." "I'm your wife. I'm allowed." He started kissing my neck, breathing in my scent, and I tilted my head to give him better access. "Thirty minutes," he said against my skin. "Just give me thirty more minutes." "Fifteen,"

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I never meant any disrespect.” I chuckle and shake my head. “No harm done. My husband would be very happy to hear the compliment you have given me. But I’m afraid he is a very possessive man. A dominant, whereas me, I’m a …” “Submissive?” he asks, and I shake my head. “I’m not too sure. That is why we are here. My husband is more of a master. If you get what I mean?” I say when I hear Candy chuckle in my ear and the others do, too.

I grabbed the front of his shirt in surprise, and when he finally pulled away, he smiled and wiped the corner of my mouth—and then his own. “What… what are you doing?” I asked breathlessly. “Why are you embarrassed about your saliva? I’ve already tasted it before.” My entire face turned hot. Oh no… Earth, please swallow me whole. He smiled again and gently pinched my nose. “Wife, I’m your husband. You don’t have to be shy around me. Even now, you still feel awkward.” “I can’t help it. Everything happened so fast. And I’m not used to being clingy or sweet…”