Clingy Husband Novels & Stories

"Last time I checked." "Hm." I tapped my chin thoughtfully. "I don't know. My husband is usually much more troublesome." Lucretius gasped. A genuine gasp. "Wifey." "He also climbs balconies." "Wifey." "And shamelessly flirts with me." "Wifey." "And keeps trying to convince me to bear his children." The look on his face made me laugh. Then he stepped forward until there was barely any space left between us. "And yet," he murmured, lowering his head slightly, "you still married him."

Brandon is clingy. No, I am clingy. I don't want my husband to leave me for work. My grip on his arm tightens, he groans into my ear, kissing away my resistance until I let go. "You are leaving me," I say. Another kiss lands behind my ear, trailing to my neck, my jaw and my lips. "To work, wifey." Rolling to my back, my robe opens, he cups one of my overly sensitive breasts and kneads the nipple. I suck in a ragged breath. "So I can have enough money to spoil you." I snicker.

I said, fighting back the defiance that threatened to bubble up. He smiled, “I dropped a gown on the bed, can you wear that, we need to look like a freaking happy couple,” he said. Of course, why did I think he was talking about something important? This was nothing more than his little puppet show. I played dress up, and he played master. “Where are we going? I asked. “La Haz,” Wasn’t it funny how the man I have been married to for years would rather spend a thousand dollars on hookers than take his wife to a fancy place?

Clayton smiled and raised his eyebrows. “It’s my fault. My wife is quite clingy since she’s still young. She just insisted that I accompany her a little longer earlier. Otherwise, she’d get angry. After all, I couldn’t just leave her like that. I rushed over after finally appeasing her. Going abroad on a business trip is even harder..." Mr. Chapel looked at Clayton and laughed out loud. “Serve you right!” Clayton loosened his collar. He did not clean up the corner of his mouth that was bitten by Nicole during their kiss earlier, so he looked a little disheveled.

he said, coming around and pulling her in for a hug. His erection was still prominently poking out the front of his pants and he hadn't tried to move it to a better direction. It was pretty obvious what the two of them had been doing. As he slid forwards, she opened her arms and hugged him. As she did so, she felt him push against her thigh for a second before pulling back and standing beside his wife. "I'm sorry about that," Cindy said, shaking her head at him. "My husband and I were getting a little frisky when you came in."

She’s straddling the man and she grabs her husband’s free hands, dropping it on her waist and her own hands circling the man’s hands. “Please—just fuck me. How long will I keep trying to make the move on you?. I want you so bad and we’re married. We’ve been married for three years and you haven’t made love to me, you haven’t even touched me. Do I not seem desirable enough to you?. What do you want me to do?” Bella said, eyes pleading as the same eyes dropped to her husband’s parted lips and she gulped. “Get off my lap.” Gabriel said, dropping her hands from Saint’s waist.

Kathy Pov "I am home," I announced as I walked into the house and before long my husband come running from upstairs, the dude dramatically raised me and twirled me around. "Finally, I thought you were going to spend the whole day there, I was almost going to call her but decided not to since I don't wanna be an over clingy husband," He voiced, I smiled at him and gave him a peck. "Good boy, I had a lot to talk about with Marilyn and we went to get our nails done too,"

Hiding in the restroom, she lowered her voice and said to the camera, “Guys, I ran into that crazy woman again. And get this, she’s married, but she’s sneaking around with another man behind her husband’s back.” The livestream instantly flooded with tens of thousands of viewers. The numbers kept climbing. I even lifted a finger and paid to boost her traffic, pushing her straight onto the trending page. Her fans were thrilled. “That’s disgusting. You ran into that psycho again? Is that woman stalking you?” “She’s cheating on her husband? Her man must not be enough for her.” Eugene was watching the livestream too, and the second he saw that comment, his expression darkened. “Honey, they’re rea

James raised a brow. “Of course I’m not disappointed,” she rushed on, the words tumbling out faster and faster. “What’s there not to like anyway? I mean—my husband is rich and handsome and kind, and I’m pretty sure his heart is made of solid gold. Any woman would be lucky—no, fortunate—to stand by your side. And so what if we can’t have a child? That’s not even a big deal. There are so many couples in the world who live perfectly full lives without one. Entire lifetimes. Happy ones.” She barely paused to breathe.

“We have become so addicted to each other that I’m beginning to think that our relationship will soon turn toxic.” “And what do you mean by that?” Bella asked, raising a brow of concern. Rosie met all their gazes before speaking, “Since we got married, my husband has become so clingy. If we don’t see each other in a day, we are going to talk more than ten times that day. Before, I used to have a problem with that, but it looks like I have become a culprit as well.” “Well, it’s good for couples to want to see each other often. I don’t see anything unhealthy about it,” Bella said.