EroticReverie

Jenna

It's been weeks since I gave the ring back to Julien. I wasn't expecting him to give it to me again soon, but I had to be honest...what the fuck was he waiting for? Get down on your fucking knee and ask me to marry you, you idiot. This is my internal monologue everytime I look at him or think of him. Which was twenty four fucking seven. 

I'd been thinking the past few weeks, part of me feeling guilty that I couldn't fufil Julien's fantasy. God, I wanted to, but screwing any man but him just didn't feel right. And it made me feel like he didn't care. It didnt matter if I knew that wasn't the case, it was a nagging feeling I couldnt get rid of. I wanted to be the woman of his dreams. I wanted to give that man everything his perverted heart desired. So id offered the compromise and he'd turned it down. Altering it slightly. Still though, now I had the nagging feeling that he wasn't truly happy, and that's why I wasn't getting that ring again.  I should have fucking kept it. 

I sigh as I sink down into the water, submerging myself in the large bathrub, exhaling a breath and listening to the bubbles of air as they leave my lips. I hold my breath until my lungs burn, counting the seconds, pushing my hands out towards the sides of the tub trying to keep myself down. I hear a garbled voice through the water as a hand reaches down , yanking me up from under my armpit. I take a large gasping breath and squint my eyes, blinking the water away, my other hand lifting to wipe my face. 

"What the fuck are you doing?!" he yells at me. 

"What?" I say stunned. I hadn't realized I'd sat in the tub for that long. I'd intended to be out before he got home. 

"I'm taking a bath!" I yelp as he keeps yanking me up into a sitting position my legs scrambling against the slippery sides of the tub. 

"Ow Julien, youre hurting me" I I whimper and he huffs and lets his death grip from under my arm go. 

"Fucking hell Jenna!" he says yelling at me. 

"What?!" I screech.

"I come home, calling your fucking name and find you under the fucking water in the god damn bath tub, jesus christ!" he yells at me. 

"Stop yelling !" I yell even louder than him and scrubs his hands over his face. 

"I'm fine you psycho!" I say and then stand up out of the tub and he growls and I look at him and narrow my eyes. 

"You scared the shit out of me." I say and step out of the tub, flipping the lever and letting the water start to drain as I grab a towel.

"Oh! I scared YOU? Sorry" he says sarcastically. "Forgive me, that I scared YOU, when I walk in and find my fucking wife under fucking water in our bathtub" he says and his nostrils flare. 

I dont miss the slip of tongue and I feel a smile slowly spread across my face. 

"Your wife huh?" I ask and his brows pinch.

"What?" he asks. 

I giggle slightly and wrap the towel around me. 

"You just called me your wife." I say and step over to him and grab his tie and pull him down by it, and nudge the tip of my nose over his.

"Sorry I scared you hubs." I say playfully and then he growls in frustration. 

"You know what I meant..that you will be my wife.."

"uh huh" I cut him off and then pull his tie a bit more and brush my mouth over his and he groans. 

I don't kiss him, but instead I let my teeth grab his lower lip and tug and he groans and swings an arm around my back and pulls me into him as I release his lip and he pushes his mouth to mine. 

"hearing you call me your wife does things to me Julien" I say with a little moan in my voice as he pulls me tighter.

"yeah?" he asks and kisses me and then down my neck as I nod.

"Mmhmm" I hum and smile as his hands pull at the towel and it drops to the floor and his hands are grabbing my ass and pulling me into him. 

"What kind of things?" he asks as he nips my neck and I moan. 

"Makes me wanna let you do things to me" I moan as my hands reach down to his belt. 

I undo it , my fingers working the leather loose and sliding it out of his belt loops as he kisses my chest, his head dipping to snag a nipple into his mouth and sucking then biting down making me hiss. 

I look down and feel my body tingle all over with pleasure as the slight bite of pain paired with the pleasure of his bite courses through me. 

Along with the past two weeks of fretting over whether I could be enough for Julien , he'd also stopped using his belt on me. Which I knew he enjoyed. Even though I could barely take much of it, part of me missed it. I wasnt sure if it was because I liked it, or that I liked pleasing him. Either way, he hadn't subjected me to it, and I was starting to feel like maybe he'd grow sick of me , if all we did was have sex. 

It's not like our sex was vanilla , but I hated that maybe I wasn't pleasing him enough. So I pull back and hand him the belt and he looks down at it. 

"Please spank me." I say looking up at him and bite my lip. His brow lifts. 

"I don't need to." he says and then goes to grab my neck to pull me in for a kiss and I pull back.

"Please" I plead and he stops and looks me in the eyes. 

"I don't want to hurt you, or make you feel-"

"Julien" I cut him off. 

"I need you..to spank me." I say and grab his hand and pull him from the bathroom to our bedroom. 

"Jenna, you dont even enjoy it." he says.

"That's not true." I say as I bend myself over the bed and lift my hands behind my back crossing them. 

"Jenna." he says as I feel him step closer. 

"I want it." I tell him with my cheek to the bed. 

"Why do you want it? You hate it." he says. 

"I don't hate it..I just...I want to ....I need to please you." I say. 

"What?" he asks. 

I sigh. "Julien , just do it...spank me." I say and wiggle my ass and I feel his hand on my ass, and he slaps it. Not hard and I push up as he sits down beside me and I stand and look at him. 

"Do you want me over your lap?" I ask and go to move and bend over and lay across him. He laughs slightly. 

"No, I dont" he says and stops me and makes me sit on the bed. My brows pinch. 

"Jenna. You please me. Constantly. I don't need to-"

"Yes you do!" I cut him.

"For fucks sake , quit interrupting me." he says.

"Make me." I challenge and then move to lay over his lap.

"God damnit Jenna...im fucking trying here alright?!" he yells. I flinch.

"Trying what?! Just spank me!" I argue. 

"Trying to be good enough for you, fuck! Trying to not fucking run you off, or make you want to pack a fucking suit case and leave my ass. Trying to fucking please YOU, and be the kind of man you fucking want!" he says

"Well Im trying to be the woman YOU want!" I say and push myself over his lap.

"Now fucking spank me!" I yell at him and he barks out a laugh. 

"What the fuck" he growls. "You're such a fucking nightmare" he says and grabs my hair and yanks it back and I groan. 

"fuck you, im a dream" I say as his hand smooths over my ass.

"that..you fucking are." he says and then slaps my ass and I moan. 

"With the belt...please" I whimper. 

"I want you to so bad" I whine and squirm in his lap.

"shut the fuck up." he says and his hand cracks against my ass and the sting makes my body jerk and my leg kick up and I squeal a little yelp. 

"Do it" I moan. 

"you don't have to try to be anything Julien" I tell him as I pant, my cunt growing soaked by the second. 

"You're exactly how I want you...I just want to be a good girl for you...spank me...make me a good girl" I moan. 

"fuck" he groans and his hand slides between my thighs and I whimper as I spread my one leg to the side and he pushes a finger up and down my pussy and then into me. 

"You wanna be a good girl Jenna?" he asks and I nod. 

"please" I push back and whimper as his finger slides in and out. 

"Then tell me why the fuck you really want me to whip you with the belt." he says and adds a second finger. 

I hiss as I suck a breath through my teeth and then let out a moan as his fingers pump and I feel myself soak his fingers. 

"Tell me" he says. I dont say anything I just keep writhing and his fingers stop. 

"dont stop...dont stop" I cry desperately, my cunt so needy for him always. 

"Then tell me why you have the sudden urge for me to take my belt to this hot little ass of yours....the truth." he says and his fingers tease me slowly and I whimper.

"I don't want you to get bored of me." I say and his fingers pause inside of me. 

I wiggle. "Don't stop!" I whine. 

"Bored of you?" he asks. "Bored of you?" he repeats and I flush red.

"Yes." I answer. "You already gave up something you like for me...I dont want you to give up this too." I say. "And...I do like it....a little." I say and he groans and his fingers start to thrust in and out again and I let out a long soft moan as I close my eyes. 

"I could never....get bored of you...I don't care if we fuckin in missionary till the day we die, or if all I ever get to do is finger fuck this hot pussy that gets so fucking wet for me" he groans. 

"God, do you know how fucking sexy you are?" he asks and I bite my lip and shake my head. 

"Even if I never got to fucking touch you ever again, even if I only ever got to fucking look at you...that would be enough....cause you're the sexiest fucking woman I've ever laid eyes on...and fuck...you drive me fucking crazy" he groans and then fingers me faster as I rock back and forth , fucking his fingers. 

"Do I want to fucking take that belt to this ass until you've got tears running down your cheeks? Fuck yes , I do. But I dont need to whip your stubborn little ass to fucking worship you " he says and I moan. 

"I want you to" I moan. "I want to, please....please let me give it to you...I want to make you so hard it hurts" I whimper. 

"Jenna...you make me impossibly fucking hard every fucking day...and thats YOU that does it, not a fucking belt." he says.

"I need you to fucking whip me Julien" I moan. 

He inahles. 

"Please" I whimper and his fingers slow and he takes them from my mouth and reaches to my mouth and shoves them in.

"Shhhhhh" he whispers. 

I suck his fingers and he groans.

"You really want me to ruin this pretty little ass?" he asks and I nod and he groans. 

"Get on your fucking knees and face away from me. Bend the fuck over with that ass in the air. I'll show you not to ever beg for it again."