EroticReverie

Jackson James

With my shoes already by her front door, I strip off my clothes down to my boxer breifs as Peyton changes inside of her bathroom. I wasn't going to catch a murder charge, but I would most definitely handle the fact that he'd put his fucking hands on her. Seeing her with a bruised cheek, still had my blood fucking boiling. 

As I wait for her to come out, I look around her bedroom. My eyes going to her night stand on the right side of the bed and right in front of her alarm clock, is a ring. A ring I know well. 

I walk over and look down at her engagment ring, and wedding band that I gave her. Reaching down I pick it up. I smile to myself, and wonder what it means that she has it by her bed. 

When she opens the door to her bathroom I set the rings back down and turn around, her eyes on me, on her bedside table and her brows pinch slightly while my breath catches in my lungs. Peyton is in a short slip nightgown. Thin straps, think silk, partially see through, and I can see the shadow of her nipples through it, and most definitely see the hard points of her nipples poking through. And it's white. My favorite color on her. Fucking hell. My dick twitches and disobeys my call to settle the fuck down. She stomps over and snatches the rings off the nightstand and opens the tiny drawer on top beneath the surface of the night stand and the metal bands cluck against the drawer and she snaps it shut.

"It doesnt mean anything." She says and glares at me. 

"Alright." I say softly and nod. Was she embarrassed? 

"My wedding ring is on your night stand at home, next to our wedding picture." I say and she looks at me, her lips  tightening.

"Maybe you should go sleep in another room." She says after several moments. 

I just give another nod. "If that's what you want Peyton." I say and my eyes cant help but fall over her gorgeous face, her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. I place a hand on her hip and she inhales as my hand slides from her hip and up slightly to the small of her back, my fist grabbing the smooth silk fabric and clutching it as I pull her gently against me and she whimpers softly as my cock pushes against her lower stomach through my boxer briefs and the silk. 

"Is that what you want Peyton?" I ask, my other hand lifting to her face, her cheek pushes against my hand and she closes her eyes. 

"I don't know" she exhales quietly.

"Did you put this nightgown on...for me, Peyton?" I whisper and she lifts her eylashes, her eyes peering up at mine and she shakes her head, and I give a soft smile. 

"no? You werent trying to punish me and make me realize what I lost, this sweet little nightgown, has nothing at all to do with my little devil getting her revenge on me? Showing me what I can't have?" I ask quietly as my hand unclenches the fabric and I place my hand over her lower back and pull her tighter. 

"maybe...a little" she asks and I smile softly at her. 

"Good job baby, it's working, but you didn't need to remind me of what I lost..I remember every day, every second what I lost...i think about it every fucking second Peyton." I whisper and bring my mouth close to hers, hovering, her eyes still on mine, our noses brushing.

"do you want me in your bed Peyton?...or do you want me to sleep in another room?.....because i think we both know i'm not just going to hold you till you fall asleep if I get in that bed with you wearing this fucking nightgown for me" I say and she whimpers, her little breaths on my lips. 

"but i need you to hold me" she answers and my jaw clenches and I groan and I let my thumb stroke her cheek, holding her face on the unbruised side. My thumb falling over her fucking mouth , over her lip and she parts her mouth, soft little pants coming from her, my own breathing speeding up, my heart pounding.

"do you only need to me to hold you Peyton? Or do you need more baby?.....because I can't lie to you...I want to make love to my fucking wife Peyton." I say and she bites her lip as my hand slips back and my fingers sink into her hair. I turn my head, rubbing my cheek to hers, my mouth near her ear.

"God I fucking miss the way you smell....i spray your perfume on your side of the bed....but it smells so much fucking better on your god damn skin Peyton....i want you to come back home...i want my fucking wife back...and i'll do anything you tell me to do, to make it happen baby....just fucking come back home....be my wife again, let me marry you again Peyton...i love you so much Peyton James" I groan , using my last name , reminding her how much she used to love being called it. 

Her hands go to my chest and I groan at the way her nails dig in slightly, and she breathes against the side of my face. 

"If we...have sex...it...it doesnt mean anything" she says and I growl. 

"It means fucking everything Peyton" I say and gently pull her head back by her hair and make her look at me. 

"Do you need me to fuck my wife Peyton?" I ask, and she just whimpers.

"Just one more time" she says and I scowl. 

"You think one more time is going to get me out of your system?" I ask her and then grab her ass and lift her off the floor and she gasps, legs going around me, her arms around my neck. 

"Is that what you want to do, try to fuck me out of your life baby? Hmm?" I ask and she doesn't answer me, but instead, crashes her mouth over mine and I growl, hands grabbing her ass as our mouths lock and her body squeezes tighter around me, and she moans my name into my mouth. 

"We both know you're not gonna fuck me out of your system Little Devil" I say and then lean over the bed and lay her on her back, hovering as she grabs my face and keeps kissing me, whimpering, her tongue desperate and needy and my cock throbs feeling her soft hands on my face and her perfect mouth on mine again. I reach down and shove my boxers down. 

"spread those fucking legs Peyton, right now" I groan and she moans, squirming under me, panting on my mouth as her legs spread.

"Good girl, that's a good girl Little Devil" I groan and push the head of my cock along her bare pussy and groan.

"The only thing we're fucking out of you tonight Peyton, is that fucking bastard and any other fucking man that you've let have this fucking pussy of mine" 

"This, is MY fucking home baby...it's where I fucking belong Peyton....now tell me you're sure you want this Little Devil.....because Im about to remind you of just how fucking good we are together."