Ff Possessive Husband Novels & Stories

How much longer could I hold myself from falling, he was teasing me. After we came from the restaurant he had changed to only shorts no shirt, I was basking in the beauty of his body… we were married, it wasn't a sin to admire and lust after my husband, he was mine wasn't he?. I wanted to hold his dick in my hand and stroke it till it grew harder and bigger in my hand, I wanted to take it in my mouth and tell him, your fuckboy life is over now this cock is mine to enjoy.... And then he had caught me staring.

“Richard doesn’t control me, and neither do you. I’m not a child.” His expression twisted -offended, maybe even hurt. “I’m trying to protect you,” he said quietly. “I don’t need protecting. I can take care of myself. You don’t get to tell me what I do here!” “I do, Melissa.” His voice deepened. “This is my family we're talking about here. And I am your husband, so you will listen to me.” My eyes widened. Husband? Did he just say husband? With the look of regret flickering over his face, I could tell that had slipped out of his mouth, before he could stop himself but that still wasn't going to change the fact that he was being overly paranoid and unreasonable here.

Why exactly was that? " Oh, I don't really know yet and..." " You will own the walkway if you strut on it. How exactly has he been keeping you all this while!" He shrieked. " My husband seems really possessive of me. You don't really know how he is." " Oh please," he waved me off. " Mine is also of me. My husband wouldn't want me going anywhere without him, but I know that there is no way I would listen to him,"

There was nothing gentle about that kiss exept for the way he was holding her. "You taste like heaven, sweet" he whispered before he kissed her again. When they both were feeling out of breath, he pulled back. Her lips turned red and swollen. And she became shy. When she tried to get up and out of bed, he pulled her back. "Stay" he whispered, a demand. Now that he knows that she likes him too, he wants her to stay and he is feeling possessive of her. He is done holding back. He is into Aria, his wife. That thought made him feel content. Because he loved his life these three years when he used to think that she is just his nominal wife. But now, after his morning discovery, he found out that

“Okay, okay, jeez relax man. It just a shame that your wife got away, she was such a beautiful beautiful girl, almost like a magnolia in May. I'm hoping I bump into her one day, I'll make her mine.” I grabbed his collar and pressed him on the wall while staring at him with daggers in my eyes. “You will do no such thing. I swear to God if you try anything funny I won't hesitate to skin you alive.” A devilish smirk played at the corner of his lips. “She's not yours, why are you being so overprotective? Come on now, you sound pathetic.” I smiled at his remark. “You're such a funny boy, do you sometimes forget how I am over possessive? Did you ever wonder why Angelo started using crutches to wal

Jayden explained, trying to show indifference, and the wrinkle of distrust between my husband’s eyebrows seemed to disappear. Daon hugs me, smiling, and shrugs. "What do you mean let? What a sexist thought. Are we in the Stone Age? I’m her husband, not her owner. She can wear whatever she wants. After all, anyone can look. That doesn’t change the fact that she’s my wife." Daon explains, joking and pointing to our rings. "Yeah, Jayden, don’t be sexist, women are free to be vulgar," Louyse says in a mocking tone and a smile on her face. I see Daon giving her a reprimanding look, but he doesn’t correct her.

Chapter 117. My Husband Is A Beast Part-7. Sofia Pov. “Mr Tristain Herdezn”. I called out. He smiled. “You’re to call your husband sexy names. Spice things up”. He grabbed his cock, running his hand through it like he couldn’t wait to slide it in. “My hus….”. I tried to call the same but my guys wouldn’t let me. I tried again and it only got worse. I resigned to fate.

“Please move. I’m looking for my husband.” The man’s smile froze. He looked at Paige and asked, “You have a husband?” Paige nodded. “Yes, I have a husband. He’s great and handsome, better looking and richer than you.” The man said, “Impossible. There’s no man better looking than me in Heavensford.” Paige looked at the man. “How do you know? I think my husband is better looking than you. Others might think you are, but to me, my husband is the most handsome man in the world.”

I hope Zahir will let go of this obsession of— “If I speak straight, Dad, I don't want my wife to work somewhere else. Call me possessive or anything but I want her by my side always.” WHAT? At his small ‘I am damn good and possessive husband’ speech, everybody falls silent for a moment before they all react in Zahir’s favor. Just why did that happen? I give him a stink eye before pinching his thigh. He does not react much and it makes me kick his foot. He groans before glaring at me.

she said the words again, loving how they felt crossing her tongue. He scoffed. “You act as if I want you back. I don’t want you near me. You can stop with the drama.” “It isn’t drama. Only facts.” His lip curled. “You don’t own the Bonifacio Global City. You don’t control me.” She shook her head. “You’re right and you don’t own me. You have zero control over me. You are not my husband.” He made a face. “Technically, I am your husband.”