Summary: Aaron is having a get together at his home with his colleagues and his wife has had an attitude with him all day⊠he ends up fixing it tho.
30 Whole Days
He marched up the stairs and into the bedroom searching for her. His breathing was heavy, not from exhaustion but from rage. This was it, she had pushed him to the limit with her most recent emotional outburst. He understood how sensitive she was and that at times her emotions could get the best of her but he never thought sheâd use this moment to embarrass him in front of his people.
Her attitude was far out of control and he didnât know if he were to blame or if this was all on her. She had been short with him all day. Half assed answers, avoiding kisses and walking away when heâd reach for a hug. He couldnât believe 30 days had done this to her, and had caused her to become so⊠bratty.
Attempting to lighten her mood, he had asked her to bring him and the guys another round of tequila shots. He knew his wifeâs favorite thing to do was serve him, not only because heâd asked but because it was her love language, so he figured it wouldnât be an issue.
She waited a few beats to respond then flashed a fake over exaggerated smile to him before heading to the bar that sat right outside on the back patio. She was over him at this moment. She was pissed, frustrated, angry and now after 30 days of holding back her emotions, she exploded.
She grabbed the bottle of tequila and took a few gulps of the warm liquor before storming back into the living room where the guests sat. They all laughed and sipped on their beverages as she walked directly to him, never taking her eyes off of him.
âPour your own damn shots!â She stated through gritted teeth before slamming the expensive bottle onto the coffee table cracking the glass that held drinks and coasters.
The room went completely silent as they watched her walk away stomping up the stairs and slamming the door a few seconds later.
âWe should get going, I think we may have overstayed our welcome.â Jamal, his colleague said, looking over at him with a worried stare. âIâll see you later man.â Everyone stood and shook hands before departing all at a once.
Once the large horseshoe driveway was empty he immediately turned and shot up the stairs to the owners suite. She had officially lost her damn mind.
âVeronica!â He yelled, in a tone that demanded her presence right away. His voice roared throughout the whole house, there was no way she didnât hear him. When she failed to appear in front of him, he knew she was purposely testing his patience. He walked into their adjoining bathroom to find her at the vanity casually fixing her hair and makeup.
âHave you lost your fucking mind? I have a house full of guests and you decide to embarrass me?â He asked standing in the doorway eyeing her reflection in the mirror.
âI didnât embarrass you like I could have.â She shot back, sending a look of anger right back to him.
He paused for a few seconds before letting out a deep breath and nodding his head. âAlright, if this is what you wanna do, itâs fine with me.â
âFine.â She responded.
As much as he loved his wife, he hated her stubborn attitude. Her need to prove a point, her desire to be right all the time, to be the winner of some game that only sheâs aware of. Usually he would be the one to fold simply because he knew his wife and sheâd thrown fits like this in the past to get what she wanted but tonight she had taken it too far. He decided that for the first time in the 4 years theyâd been married, she would have to swallow her pride to get what she wanted.
He walked out of the bathroom and made his way to the walk in closet. He began smirking to himself wondering how long it would take for her to do the one thing that comes rare to her, beg.
He undid his tie first and removed his dress shirt right after. He kept his white wife beater on along with his dress slacks and dress shoes. After placing his tie and shirt in their designated areas, he left the bedroom and made his way downstairs to the study, making sure to close the bedroom door behind him.
She sat for a few minutes in confusion. He knew what she wanted and by now heâd be giving her just that but something was off about tonight. She got up from the vanity and went into the bedroom looking around for her husband. He wasnât there.
She went into the closet to see if heâd be there deciding on an outfit for morning brunch with the family but he wasnât there either.
âHe really just left me in this room by myself.â She whispered to herself in shock. She knew he hadnât left the house because the security system would have alerted her.
She looked over at the clock on the nightstand that read 9:40 p.m. in digital white font. He was going to make her beg for it but she refused to give in, not after he made her wait for 30 days. He owed HER and he was going to be the one to give in, not the other way around.
So she decided to turn on the tv and watch reruns of her favorite reality shows until he walked through the bedroom door, shirt off and dick swinging.
Two long hours had gone by and he still hadnât made his way back to their bedroom. She couldnât believe heâd actually decided to sleep in one of the guest bedrooms. I mean yeah she had thrown a tantrum and it may have been a bit much but he started it. How could he not expect her to react this way after going cold turkey for so long.
âIâm over this shit.â She threw the comforter off of her body and jumped down from their tall king size bed. She walked down the hall to the guest bedroom closest to the owner's suite, only to find the bedroom empty. âSo now heâs playing hide and seek, how childish.â She mumbled to herself.
She made her way to the opposite end of the hall to the second guest room to find it empty just like the one before. She tightened her satin robe out of pure frustration and trotted down the stairs. She was about to make her way to the living room when she saw a light coming from under the double doors of the study.
âSo heâs working while Iâm around this bitch playing cat and mouse.â She said, rolling her eyes.
She opened the doors to the study and marched right over to him, locking eyes with her husband. He looked up at her, meeting her gaze, awaiting an explanation. The two had a standoff for a few seconds but the tension in the room made it feel like hours. She was waiting for him to give in, not knowing that he had no plans to do so.
âYou got something you want to say to me?â He asked in a low calm tone, never taking his eyes off of hers. He knew what he was doing. He was going to get her riled up until she really snapped. When her patience ran thin, her mouth became lethal.
âYouâre not funny Aaron.â She spat leaning over the large desk that separated the two.
He continued staring at her. This time bringing a glass of Cognac to his lips.
âYou owe me!â She hissed, leaning further onto the desk causing her robe to slightly slip open revealing her breasts.
He sat, remaining silent.
âItâs been 30 days, stop playing with me!â She warned, pointing her finger in his face.
He finished his Cognac before placing the glass down, his eyes still never leaving hers.
âTell me what you want.â He commanded.
She smacked her teeth. âYou know exactly wh-â She started but was interrupted.
âYou throw a tantrum in a room full of people embarrassing both me and you but now youâre too scared to tell me what you want from me?â He questioned. One thing he knew for sure about his wife was that she was far from scared. He was pushing her buttons on purpose.
âIâm not scared.â She shot back.
He stood up from his chair and slowly made his way to her side of the desk. She turned around to meet his eyes, they had yet to break this intense stare down. He stood in front of her planting his hands on the desk, right by her sides.
Their faces were so close she could smell the Cognac on his breath and that made her clit throb. She loved when heâd had a few drinks, the night would always end with her cries of pleasure. But she wasnât so sure about this night, her tantrum had really pissed him off and he was really standing his ground.
âSo say it.â He said, his voice deep and impatient.
Her breath caught in her throat at the sudden command. Aaron was usually very gentle with her. Heâd treat her like she was fragile, like she was a priceless piece of art that should be handled with great care.
This Aaron was a bit dark, not in a scary way but in a way that made her regret her decision sheâd made hours before. She wanted a reaction out of him but she didnât expect this one.
âSay it.â He repeated, this time through gritted teeth.
âI want you to fuck me.â She whispered.
âYou were loud a few minutes ago, why you whispering now?â He questioned. âSay it, louder.â
She hesitated for a second, looking down at his lips. They were so soft and full, she wanted them wrapped around her clit.
âI want you to eat me til I cum and then fuck me, right here on your desk.â She said in a normal tone.
He smirked at her response simply because she truly thought she was the one calling the shots in this moment.
He used his knee to part her legs and wrapped one hand around her neck, causing her head to fall back. He snatched the belt on her robe making the thin fabric to fly open. He placed wet kisses down her neck to her shoulder before licking back up to her ear.
âYou enjoy embarrassing me?â He spoke into her ear causing her to inhale sharply from the warmth of his breath.
âI wasnât trying to.â She breathed.
He ran the tips of his fingers across her nipple, still nibbling on her ear. He knew tending to her sensitive spots at once would drive her crazy. He played with her left nipple, enjoying the feeling of its hardness in between his thumb and index finger.
âThen what were you trying to do?â His voice remained low and calm in her ear.
She was in so much bliss she couldnât think straight. He hadnât even fucked her yet and she was already feeling her first orgasm coming. Her first orgasm in 30 days.
Aaron had decided that they should hold out on sex for a month. It wasnât due to any mishaps in their marriage, he just wanted to build some anticipation.
He had married a woman with a high libido and with him being the first man to ever make her orgasm, she was demanding sex from him damn near everyday. They would get breaks during that time of the month but even then she still wanted more.
âI donât know.â She barely managed. Her body was feeling so many things at once, things she hadnât felt in a while that all she could manage to say was âI donât know.â
She hissed from pain as he pinched her sensitive nipples and bit her ear. He wasnât pleased with her answer.
âI was mad at you.â She admitted , âI was just pissed but Iâm not anymore.â
He gently brought her face up to meet his before saying âWell I am.â
He kissed her passionately, not leaving an ounce of emotion behind. He was animalistic. He had never been an aggressive man but tonight he decided to take his anger out on his wife, the one who had caused it. He bit her bottom lip slightly before pulling back and forcing her back to lay flat on the desk.
He wrapped his arms under her thick thighs pulling her hips to the edge of the desk. He placed kisses and bite marks on her inner thighs, the bites causing her to moan in pain and pleasure. He came face to face with her pussy, placing kisses around her lips to tease her, one of the things she hated.
She rolled her hips in anticipation hoping that one of his kisses would land right on her clit. He tightened his grip on her thighs making it hard for her to move from his hold.
âBaby please.â She begged.
He smiled to himself before placing his tongue in between her lips. He licked slowly from her entrance all the way up to her clit, making sure his tongue hit every inch of her pussy. When he got to her clit he carefully rolled his tongue in circular motions, sucking it ever so often. He didnât want her to come anytime soon so he thought heâd enjoy edging her.
âOoh yes!â She moaned, placing her hand on his head. This was her way of telling him he was doing a damn good job.
âYes daddy right there.â She moaned, indicating that her orgasm was near. Right when she could feel it build in her stomach, heâd slow down, making her come back down from ten. He done this a few times and she was becoming frustrated but that's exactly what he wanted.
âAfter what you did, you think Iâd give it to you that early?â He asked, planting kisses up her body. He licked and sucked on her nipples one at a time. He carefully pushed two fingers into her pussy while still focused on her breasts. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, making sure to hit her G-Spot, sending her back up the orgasm ladder.
âOooooh fuck!â She cried out. âLike that baby, just like that.â Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she prepared to send her wetness all over his fingers.
He felt her pussy tighten around his fingers and he slowed down, stroking in and out of her at a snail's place.
âOh my God.â She moaned. âWhy are you doing this to me?â She cried out in pure frustration.
He let out a deep chuckle before pulling his fingers out and placing them in her mouth. She sucked them, moaning at the taste of her on his hands. He undid his pants with his free hand, dropping his underwear in a swift motion. She was so into sucking her juices off of his fingers, she couldnât brace herself for the dick she hadnât had in a month.
He slid inside of her, giving her a quick and hard thrust causing her to let out a loud moan. He paused for a few seconds, taking in the tightness of her wet pussy. It had been so long since heâd been inside her, they both needed to adjust.
âShit.â He managed.
He pulled out of her, slapping the head of his dick onto her throbbing clit. He needed a moment to prepare himself for this ride. If he was going to give her the punishment she deserved, he'd have to last long enough to make it worth his while.
He pushed inside of her slowly, admiring the way her eyes rolled into her head. He loved the faces she made when he fucked her, she was so fucking pretty.
He lifted both of her legs up resting them on his shoulders. He held onto her full hips as he thrusted in and out of her slowly. She frowned from pleasure, lust written all over her face.
âThat dick feels so fucking good.â She moaned, her eyes shut tight.
âLook at me.â He demanded.
Her eyes fluttered open landing right on his. As soon as they locked eyes he picked up the pace. He was testing her, he knew that if he quickened the strokes she'd struggle to keep her eyes open.
Just as he thought, her eyes closed and when her eyes closed he slowed down.
âOkay baby, I get it.â She moaned in a pleading tone.
âClose your eyes again and Iâll stop.â He said, looking down at her.
She fixed her eyes on him again, her eyes low and lust filled.
He picked up the pace again, rolling his hips into hers making sure to hit her spot. He wasnât going to let her cum until she begged him.
He was fucking her into oblivion. Thereâs was no way he expected her to keep her eyes locked on him when he was fucking her like they would never see each other again.
âIâm sorry daddy, I swear Iâm sorry.â She cried out, her eyes beginning to roll again.
âOpen!â He warned.
âPlease baby.â She cried again.
âPlease what?â He asked, never missing a beat. He could see in her face he was hitting the right spot. It was only a matter of time before she gave him what he wanted. He bent down, bringing his face to hers, still stroking her pussy.
âI wanna cum.â She begged.
He sped up the pace staring directly into her eyes.
âPlease I wanna cum.â
âLet it go baby.â He said, giving her the okay to release her treasures onto him.
âFuck yes!â She screamed out in pure ecstasy.
He watched as her body jerked from the orgasm it was experiencing, the way her pussy increased in wetness damn near sent him over the edge but he wasnât done with her just yet.
âThatâs right baby, get all that shit.â He said into her ear, placing kisses on her neck and cheek while she came down.
She moaned, still trying to catch her breath and relax her body underneath him.
After a few more seconds, pulled out and walked backwards until he found one of the large chairs in his study.
âCome here.â He demanded, his eyes still never leaving her. He sat down, placing his arms on the rests of the chair as he watched his wife struggle to get across the room.
âMy legs are a little sore.â She whined as she walked to him.
âCome. Here.â He repeated impatiently.
Finally crossing the room, she stood directly in front of him and dropped her robe.
âSit on this dick.â
She climbed onto him, her coffee colored skin tainted in sweat, her large breasts decorated with nipple rings that complimented her large dark brown areolas, she was a sight to see. She positioned herself right above his dick and sat down slowly, staring down at her husband.
She rolled her hips into him as she looked for pleasure in his stare. All she could find was lust and a hint of anger. She didnât know what to expect from him, he was actually fed up with her tonight.
She rode him anyway, deciding that sheâd take this moment to be selfish and get her pleasures regardless of the stern look on his face. She closed her eyes and dropped her head back as she held onto him, her hands on the back of his neck for support.
âMmmmm.â She moaned in enjoyment, her hips rolling at a steady pace as she felt the wetness from her pussy spread to her inner thighs.
He sat back and watched his wife take control. He loved that she wasnât afraid to take full control to reach her orgasm. He appreciated the fact that she was a sensual woman and proud of it.
But he was the one calling the shots tonight. He snaked both of his hands up her body reaching for her neck, gripping her throat.
âYes daddy.â She moaned, still caught up in her own pleasure.
Without warning he began thrusting his hips into hers, making her eyes open in surprise. He had let her have a few minutes to come down from the last climax but it was time to remind her who was really running the show.
âYes, fuck me baby.â She cried out. She held onto his wrists as he fucked her. Her cries became louder as he continuously hit her spot with every single stroke. She looked down at him again as he brought her face to his, still stroking in and out her pussy.
âYou like making me mad donât you?â
âNo.â She replied out of breath.
âYou wanna embarrass me again?â He asked, his lips touching hers.
âNo Daddy.â She cried, as she felt her climax coming.
The way he was fucking her, the way he was talking to her had unlocked another level of sensual satisfaction. The hold he had on her neck, the way he caressed his thumbs against her lips, his deep sultry tone of voice and spicy smell of liquor on his breath was a combination that would send another orgasm through her body.
âYou cum when I tell you to.â He barked through his teeth, daring her to climax.
âI canât hold it anymore.â She cried, a small tear of ecstasy running down her face. She came harder than the first time.
âYes!â She screamed out, unashamed and completely out of body. Her pussy pulsated and slightly stinging from pain due to his size. He let the tear run down her face as the rest of her emotions ran down his legs. She squeezed her eyes shut as her body responded to yet another orgasm.
âI knew youâd beg me for it.â He smirked with his cocky ass attitude.
âFuck you.â She whimpered, taking in every moment of her peak.
âI know, baby.â He said, soothing her after ruining her. He caressed her cheek as he watched her come down from yet another orgasm. He had to admit to himself that this tantrum she had thrown earlier had unlocked a different beast inside of him. He kinda liked it.
âYou okay?â He asked in a calm tone, he could never fully get rid of the gentle side of him.
She nodded her head slowly then finally collapsed onto his chest still struggling to catch her breath.
âPlease donât make me wait that long again.â She said in between breaths.
âI wonât.â He kissed the top of her head and the two laid together until night became dawn.
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