His Possessive BedSlave

I kiss her while peacefully sleeping in my arms. I hold her wrist and kiss it gently. There is a bruise. She is white so it is quickly marked. I shouldn’t feel guilty because we did it for pleasure. But seeing her bruise makes me feel guilty. I knew she was happy with what we were doing and so do I. But — did I abuse her?

I mean, fuck! forget about her past because as she said it happen once. So, it means that her desire really woke up because of me. The real lust. I was the first to make her feel a real game in bed. I am proud of myself but at the same time — I am afraid.

Afraid of the thoughts that what if — what if I can’t stand her and let her go? what if — my desire for her passes and when I let her go and she goes to the wrong person? What if she is not contented with others and she becomes a whore because she is used to what we do?

I fuck with a lot of women, some of them are no longer novices and game on fire. But most of them said that not all men are like me. More people say that because of the number of bf they have their longing for something else. They’re complaining that their guy is lame and selfish in bed. As long as they survive they’re done. They’re not thinking about their partner’s desire.

I didn’t say that I am good, because I know, there is always better in anyone. Whatever you are good at, there is still more to you, and there is also more to them. So on and so forth. And I am thinking now about Yara. What if I let her go unintentionally? and she will go to the selfish man and she will look for what I have given experienced that will cause of her ruin. Can I afford it? What if I hurt her?

But honestly, thinking that she goes to someone else is like I want to kill. I just want her to be mine and I just own her. But, I don’t know how long. Maybe I just changed how I feel. Maybe I was just excited for her because I had held her back for so long that I ended our relationship.

“Hmph.” She moaned and pushed her face to my chest while hugging me. Fuck, what are these thoughts of mine? I am sure of myself that I want her. But until when?

I didn’t realize that I had fallen asleep thinking. When I woke up, Yara was no longer beside me. I just heard the rush of water in the bathroom and after a while, she came out.

“Good morning,” she greeted and immediately approached me to give me a kiss.

“What time is it?” I asked and reached for the cellphone. It’s 10:30 am. Good thing it’s day-off.

“It’s time for you to take a bath. Let’s eat brunch outside. My treat because someone tipped me last night,” she said with a wink and combed her hair. She still working in BCC.

“Yara.”

“Hmph?”

“I’m thinking to stop you from singing.”

“What?” She quickly faced me.

“I don’t like seeing you sing in front of other people.”

“Zeus, you can’t.”

“If you need money I’ll give you an allowance.”

“What am I going to do here? Waiting for you to come home from work to incubate me?”

“Make beautiful, sexier, and smell nice as well so when I can home from work we can have sex.”

“Zeus,” she scolded.

“Yara, the situation is different now. You are my girlfriend and we are leaving together. I don’t want anyone to look at you.”

“Why, my body isn’t exposed? I’m still wearing a t-shirt and pants.”

“Your body is shaped.”

“You’re jealous, Zeus.”

“I am.”

“You don’t need to get jealous.” I could not answer. “Zeus, please let me sing. I’m happy there not because of the money but it’s my passion.”

“Fine, but promise me you won’t approach anyone?”

“Yes, master. All right, take a bath.” I stood up and saw her grin. “Good morning cocky are you awake too?”

“Stop it, baby, and I might not be able to hold back.”

“Just I say hello.” When I turned around, she suddenly slap my ass so I faced her.

“Yara!” I reprimand.

“The fat cheek of your ass Zeus, you even beat the woman.”

“Stop, seducing me.”

“I just said the art of it.” I was shaken into the bathroom and took a shower. Cold shower immediately for cocky to sleep. When I came out of the bathroom I found her already dressed and —

“What the fuck are you wearing?” I asked annoyed. She’s wearing a red halter dress with an open back. She obviously doesn’t have a bra because you can see her cleavage. It is only up to the thigh in length but the slit is on both sides reaching half of her thigh. And fuck! she’s so fucking sexy that nothing can turn her on.

“Why?” she asked.

“What why? Why are you wearing that?”

“This? You bought it, didn’t you? You said I used to wear this when we were together?” Ok fine, I did buy that and many others but that was before.

“That was before. When we weren’t together because it was hard for you to undress.”

“Why? You know you’re also hard all of a sudden. Even though we’re together I know I’m still delicious. What if we’re just going home you can’t wait? Then I can just get this up and you can go in.”

“Yara!”

“Get dressed, I’ll wait for you outside.”

“Hey!” But she did not listen. Fuck! I hope I don’t get into a fight because I’ll make sure to kill someone that will look at her.

I just got dressed so we could leave. When I got out she was smiling at me as I was shaking. I can’t concentrate on driving because her smooth thigh is so exposed because of the slit of her dress

“Eyes on the road, Zeus,”

“Cover your thigh.”

“I meant that so you wouldn’t look at the other thigh.”

“And what makes you think that I am not affected?”

“Eyes on the road.”

“TSS.”

She told me where the restaurant she wanted. She took me to a five-star restaurant. And as I expected as soon as we entered she had the attention of the men. As well as the woman so I tightened my grip on her hand even more.

“Which of them do you want me to punch first?”

“No one, just punch me later. But I want you to use cocky.”

“Stop mentioning cocky, maybe he wake up.” She chuckles.

A waitress greeted us and took us to a seat that was just for two people. We ordered food and the waitress brought it in just a few minutes. She kindly placed the food on our table and smiled broadly at me. I saw Yara’s forehead furrowed in annoyance.

When the waitress left we started eating. We focused our attention on food because we both hadn’t had breakfast and had already combined breakfast and lunch. When it was over the waitress came back again even though we hadn’t called yet. But she was only looking at me.

“Is there anything I can help, sir?” she asked me.

“No, for me nothing,” I replied while smiling.

“Ok sir, if you need anything just let us know.” She was about to turn around when Yara called her.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes ma’am?”

“Can you see me?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“So I’m not invisible?”

“N-no.”

“Are you flirting with my boyfriend?”

“Sorry?” she ask and look at me.

“Shall I repeat? Are you flirting with my boyfriend?” I wanted to interrupt but I know it wasn’t a good idea cause for sure her anger will divert on me.

“No Ma’am, it’s our job to take care of the customer.”

“Then why did you only take care of him and only talk to him? He was the only one you asked if there was anything else? So, what am I here for? Puppet?”

“I’m sorry, Ma’am.”

“Know your place. Thanks for asking my boyfriend,”

“Do you need anything, ma’am?”

“No, because you can’t give. You may now leave.”

“Ok.”

“You’re mean,” I scolded when the waitress left.

“I am just reminding her of what it means to ‘know your place’ and you also were like her attention.”

“I’m just trying to be friendly, baby. Don’t get jealous.”

“Do you know the saying ‘eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth?”

“Yara?” I shrugged because I couldn’t understand what he meant. Though I know what that saying is for but why is it included in our issue today.

“This is a good explanation. Excuse me!” she called the male waiter.

“Yes ma’am?” he asked and looked immediately at her chest when she laid her arm on the table. The front of her dress came down.

“Am I beautiful?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Am I sexy?”

“Yes.”

“Am I attractive?”

“Yes, it’s so much,” he replied, still looking at her chest. He wet his lips with his own saliva and the asshole touch his manhood but Yara didn’t see that anymore because the table covered him.

“Hey, sucker!”

“Oh, sir hello.” He was even surprised to see me and immediately straightened up. What the heck — he didn’t notice me here?

“Do you want to lose your job, sucker?”

“Sorry?”

“Again, do you want to lose your job?”

“N-no, sir.”

“Then, look at the woman’s face and not at the breast.”

“Sorry,”

“Go.” He bent to leave.

“What, Zeus. Are you still paying attention to women?”

“They’re the ones who spontaneously notice me,” I said angrily.

“Really? All right, I’ll play a game too —”

“Fine, I won’t talk to them.” She just smiled at what I said so I added that. “I’m not going to pay attention, possessive baby.”

“Good boy, later you have a blowjob and cowgirl with me.”

“Fuck!”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Ow, don’t tell me cocky is awake?” My eyes widened when she put her foot on cocky. “Sleep cocky, kitty is still asleep.”

Fuck! cocky is already awake, how can I put him to sleep now?