EroticReverie

Peyton James - Two Weeks Later

I’d gone a little bit beyond crazy the day I held a knife to Natalie’s throat in Jackson’s office. But, like hell was I going to let some tramp seduce my fucking husband. Like hell was I going to let Jackson leave me for someone else. I’d tie that man to our fucking bed and set the house on fire with us both inside of it before I ever let him get away from me. He’s mine. Regardless of the fact I’m no less angry with him now than I was when he told me about that day in the office with Natalie. 

Laying on a lounger by the pool in a white string bikini , I smirk slightly to myself as I hear the back door open. My eyes behind my sunglasses I look to the two gardeners I hired. We already had gardeners. But these two were chosen specifically for the purpose of pissing off Jackson. They’re working shirtless , muscles bulging with sweat slicking their skin. It’s been quite the show , but honestly they hold zero of my actual interest. Because unfortunately my eyes are only for my fucking asshole husband that let HIS eyes stray to another woman. 

I watch Jackson look at the two men working near where I’m laying , I watch his hands curl into fists as he stands there looking like a fucking rage filled god in his three piece all black suit. I avoid shifting my thighs or squirming at the sight of him. He’s the most attractive man in the world to me and I fucking can’t stand it. Because I should be punishing him a lot more than I have been. But I can’t keep my fucking hands off him even though he hurt me. That’s what this little show is for. I want Jackson to feel even a slight bit of what I felt when he told me he’d let that whore put her ass on his lap. 

“Peyton.” Jackson says as he walks over and tucks his hands into his pocket. 

I see the two men, maybe nineteen or twenty shift and look at him and then go back to work. 

“Yes husband?” I ask as I lower my sunglasses and take them off. 

“What is this?” He asks. 

“What’s what?” I ask , even though we both know I know exactly what he means. 

His jaw ticks. Good. Fucker. I think to myself as I just look up at him not letting my face slip from my mask of pretending I don’t want to jump his fucking bones right now. 

“Point made Peyton.” He says. 

“I don’t know what you mean?” I say and lean back and lift my hands up over my head and stretch out my legs and let them slip along one another. 

My bikini is barely there. My tits are heaving out the tiny white triangle pieces of fabric and the bottom only just covers the parts of me only meant for him. Jackson’s eyes roll over my body and his jaw clenches again and his nostrils flare. 

He looks to the guys working , who are paying no mind and honestly haven’t been paying attention to me at all the entire time I’ve been out here. But I let Jackson think the opposite and his eyes come back to me. And he grabs the towel over the other chair and then throws it on my lap. 

“Get inside. Now.” He growls through his teeth. 

“Excuse me?” I laugh and push the towel off. 

“Peyton.” He says his voice giving warning and fuck he has some damn nerve , but it also makes the heat pooling low in my belly blazing to a fucking inferno. 

Jackson argues with me. But mostly always his voice is calm, he never uses a tone like this or raises his voice and I bet he would if he knew exactly what it does to me when he gets like

This. 

I yelp when Jackson reaches for me, pulling me right up and off the chair and tosses me over his fucking shoulder like I’m a feather. 

The scene draws the attention of the two guys but they again quickly go back to working as my husband carries me away while I huff and kick my legs and slap at his back and his ass demanding he put me down. 

He doesn’t say a fucking word , he just holds me over his shoulder as he growls and takes me through the house and upstairs as I yell at him still. 

My body is thrown onto the bed , bouncing off it , my hair that was loosely done up, falling out and my one breast falling from my bikini top. 

Jackson hands move quickly as he removes his suit and glares at me. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I yell at him , but I know exactly what’s wrong. He’s angry. Good. He’s jealous. Good. He’s about to remind me that I’m his wife. Remind me that I’m his. Good. 

I suck in a breath as he just glares, dropping his pants , his hard cock springing free as he steps to the bed and grabs my ankles and yanks me across the bed and back to him and pushes my legs apart hard and rough and I can’t help the moan that comes from me. 

His hands grabs the strings at my hips and pull and yank the material away and then drops his face between my legs and drags his tongue up over my cunt and my toes curl as I let out a long moan and my head goes back as I pant as his tongue licks again slowly and he growls. 

“Is this wet cunt for me Peyton?” He growls and I whimper. 

“No, it’s for the two men outside” I say and he growls and slaps my pussy hard. I yelp. 

“Dont fucking lie to me little devil” he snarls and slaps it again and then shoved two fingers right inside of me. Immediately pumping them in at out and I cry out. 

“Fuck!” I cry as my head goes back. 

“Who is this wet pussy for?” He asks again and fucks me with his two fingers. His tongue laying over my clit and he groans and sucks my clit into his mouth as i writhe and reach down. Grabbing his hair in my hands as I ride his fingers and mouth with the movement of my hips.

“They’re so hot and sweaty, they look so good Jackson, I guess I just don’t know why I got so wet for them, I don’t have a reason, that was your excuse for Natalie, right?” I pant and he growls and draws his fingers out and smacks my cunt again and I hiss as his fingers plunge back inside driving into me hard and fucking me , his knuckles punching against the outside of my cunt as the two fingers fuck me with a punishing force. He bites on my clit and I scream as I pull his hair. 

“Fuck, yessss, yes baby, bite it, fucking bite it” I hiss and he groans and then gently bites it again. Again. His teeth working my clit as the slight bit of pain makes my legs shake and then he growls and sucks my clit and curls his fingers. 

“Fuck me” I cry. “Jackson, fuck me” 

“Sure you don’t want your fucking guys outside to fuck you Peyton? That’s who it’s for right?” He growls and then licks my clit and draws his fingers out and shoves his tongue inside of me. Licking. Sucking. Growling as I cry out. 

“You know it’s yours you fucking bastard. Fuck Me” I cry and Jackson groans and then is moving up and grabbing my arms and throwing them up as he slides between my legs. His hips moving till he’s got the head of his cock pressed against my cunt. 

I apparently was not fucking good at revenge. I couldn’t help how badly I needed him.

“Fuck your wife” I breathe hard as I look up at him. 

“Fuck your wife, fuck me” I fucking beg. 

“You want me jealous Peyton?” He growls. 

“Do you not know I’ve been jealous since the day we met? That I hate that anyone else gets to even fucking look at you?” He growls and slams his hips into me. His cock stabbing deep and fill my wet cunt entirely and pounding against the deepest part of my pussy as I scream. 

“I’m always fucking jealous, cause you’re the sexiest fucking woman I’ve ever seen, and I know you can do better than me, you and this cunt can have whoever the fuck you want, and I have no idea why the fuck you ever chose me” he grunts and pulls back and slams into me again. 

“I know I fucked up Peyton” he groans and slams into me again as my back arches and pussy clenches around his hard dick as he fucks me like I’m being punished. 

His one hand locks around both wrists. The other coming to my throat and I groan against his palm as he chokes me just enough to make me crazy. My hips buck and I fuck his cock as his thrusts into me and snarls at me. 

“But you’re not gonna flaunt yourself in front of men” he growls.

“You do that again and I’ll tie you to this fucking bed and never let you out of this fucking house” he growls fucking me harder and faster and choking me a bit harder. The loss of air making my pussy fucking throb as I fuck him back and we both look at each other, toxic lust spilling from each of us as our bodies take and take from one another. 

“I hate you” I growl and he smirks. 

“You want to Peyton” he groans and leans down as I gasp for air as he strangles my neck tighter and cuts of my air entirely. 

“But we both know” he whispers , his nose nudging over mine and along my cheek and his tongue lashing over my mouth and inside of it as he releases my neck and I let out a cry as my legs wrap around him and my hands fly to his back as he releases my wrists and I dig my nails into back and he groans. 

“We both know you only know how to fucking love me Peyton, because you’re mine” he growls and bites my lip and I bite his back and our mouths crash over each other’s and I push at him and he pulls me as we roll over and I start to ride him. 

His hand comes up to my neck and grabs it again as I bounce on his dick and grind and move my cunt up and down his length as I curse and moan , groaning against his hand. 

He’s not moving , he’s letting me do all the work and I can’t fucking move fast enough, or get him deep enough inside of me. 

“Jackson! Fuck me!” I scream and he grins up at me and grabs my hips. 

“I love watching you ride me, just like this, that hot wife cunt desperate for her husband to fuck her hard and deep” he groans. 

“Fuck me or I swear to god I’ll fucking kill you” I moan and he chokes me harder and  my pussy clenches. 

“I’ll take you fucking with me” he growls. 

I scream as I keep riding him , my hips wild and my cunt soaked and slipping up and down his cock and then seating myself and bucking my hips as I grind him. My hips making waves and circling and unable to decide what feels better because it all feels so fucking when it’s him inside of me. 

“Your fucking pussy is so fucking good to my cock Peyton” he groans and I whimper and fuck him again, moving up and down instead of grinding on his cock. 

“My wife has the best fucking cunt”he growls and releases my neck and I gasp for air as he slaps my face and I scream as I slap my hands to his chest and scratch his chest and he slaps me again and grabs my face as I slap him right back. 

He’s grinning as I smack him again and then we’re teasing slaps till our faces are pink and then he pulls me down and wraps his arms around me as I scream while he starts to thrust into me. My tits smashed to his chest and my cunt getting railed as I bite his shoulder and he grunts and reaches one hand down to my ass and slaps it harder than ever and my orgasm rips through me as I cum on his cock. 

“Fucking ride it Peyton” he growls as he pushes me back up while my orgasm is still sending waves through me and I whimper and tears stream down my cheeks and he groans as he grabs my hips and pounds himself up into me as I come down on his cock again and again. 

“Set this bed on fire Peyton” he growls through his teeth. “Come on little devil, fuck your husband with that hot little cunt”

“Fuck, I love you” he groans and grabs my face and pulls me back down as I cry and pant and moan into his mouth and then he’s rolling us over and throwing my legs over his shoulder as he fucks me deeper. My screams probably filling the entire house as Jackson fucks me viciously. 

“Youre so fucking perfect” he groans as his cock drills me without mercy. I can feel him in my fucking stomach , the pain of him ramming himself against my cervix feeling like he’s deeper than he actually is. Sending pain through me and my tears falls harder , and he leans over. Kissing them from cheeks. 

“I might not deserve you, but you’re mine, you’re fucking mine Peyton” he growls and licks my fucking tears and grabs my throat and bites my lip and I whimper and he thrusts over and over into me. 

“Youre done punishing me , you hear me?” He groans and thrusts into me deep and claims me , my orgasm erupting again as I scream. 

“You know you own me” he growls. 

“So you’re done punishing me Peyton” he growls. 

“F-fuck you” I cry and he groans and kisses me as I cum and his hips jerk and his cum spills into me as he finishes , panting , breathing hard and kisses me as our mouths devour one another’s. 

“I want my sweet Peyton back , I fucking miss her” he says breathing hard and kissing down my neck as his cock keeps moving in and out and I moan. Feeling his cum being pushed from my body and around his cock. Feeling both of orgasms drip around my cunt and down to my ass. 

“You ruined her” I hiss. 

“She’s still there, and I want her back Peyton” he starts to fuck me again and I arch my back as he kisses over my neck and collar bone. 

“Give me my fucking sweet little devil back, I can’t live without her” he groans and bite my collar bone and I whimper. 

“You don’t deserve her” I argue as my pussy aches and my heart pounds. 

“I’m asking for her anyways” he breathes against my skin. 

“I’d take it back if I could Peyton, I hate that I don’t have a reason for what I did or how I hurt you” he says as his thrusts force me submit and my body wants more and more and I’ll never get enough of him when he’s fucking me or making love to me. 

“You didn’t deserve what I did , and I know I fucking hurt you, and trust me, I fucking hate myself for it because youre my entire fucking life Peyton, I can’t fucking live without you, you know that. I know you know that” he groans and kisses my breasts and sucks my nipple into his mouth. 

“You can’t, just expect me to forget what you did” my eyes water with a different kind of tears now. 

“I’m sorry Peyton, I know I’ve said it a hundred times now, but I’ve meant it every single time, hurting you is the worst thing I’ve ever done”

“You don’t love me enough…or you wouldn’t have done it” I cry. And he looks at me and shakes his head. 

“I know that’s how it must seem Peyton, but you have to believe me , that I love you more every second of the fucking day, and I know how lucky I am that you’re mine, I don’t have any excuse for what I did , but not loving you enough definitely isn’t the reason” he says and break into a full on sob and shake my head. I push him off me. 

“Peyton” he says softy as he slides out of me and lets me push him off me and I sit up and move off the bed. 

“Peyton” he says my name again and I walk to the bathroom and shut the door. 

I believe every word he says. But it’s still what makes it hurt the most. I believe that Jackson James is utterly and madly in love with me the way that I am with him. But I don’t know if I’ll ever get over the fact that his love wasn’t enough to keep him from doing something that would hurt me, and doing it so easily. 

I lock the bathroom door and Jackson tells me to open up. But instead I just turn on the shower and get inside and cry all alone , sliding to the floor of the shower and wrapping my arms around my legs. Burying my face in my knees as I cry harder and harder. Because I wanted to forgive him. I wanted to forget it. But I know I can’t. And I don’t know what that means for us. He could do it again. He could hurt me again. He could love me as much as he does and still fucking hurt me in the worst way. 

But I know I’ll stay. I know that Jackson James could hurt me a million times , let a million different women rub up on him and I’d still fucking stay because I love him to the point of madness. 

He knocks and knocks , begs me to let him in , but I stay there on the shower floor until the water runs freezing cold.