Chapter 97 My Life
If he keeps this up, he's going to distract me from this whole conversation. I'm already fighting with the addicting scent of his cologne, drenching me in hormones.
I blink up at him, focusing really hard on what he just said. I never thought of that! I could teach dance! I would love that, and the small blush has him smiling down in affection.
"Baby, you can do whatever the hell you want. But if they are bothering you, I'll call my lawyer and get a restraining order. When I fired them last night, it wasn't just as my maids. They are no longer allowed to work at any of my clubs."
"You fired them as your dancers?" I'm a little shocked. They acted all high and mighty, like they had some power over me, but they really weren't! They were just being petty.
"Of course! I wasn't going to have an employee who treated my wife and her little sisters like trash! Jeff is more than capable of working on his own here until I hire a service to help him," he grunts as he squeezes my ass, pulling me closer to him. He pushed my front against his hard shaft, grinding up on me. "Damn, you feel so good, little dancer... I need you again!"
And then I was finally able to breathe... Before he took my mouth and dominated my soul. His tongue dove into my mouth, dominating every more, demanding more... And I gave it to him willingly.
"Just focus on me, Josie. No one else matters, baby. I'm going to show you how much you mean to me," he mumbled as he proceeded to strip me of my clothes.
He dipped his fingers in my soaking pussy and growled. "Good girl, baby. I know you were sore last night, but I swear I'll make it up to you tonight."
In less than a minute he was balls deep inside me again, stretching me wide, making me ache for him.
"Rick... Please..." I whimpered, trying to get him to go faster, but the bastard wouldn't give in.
He smirked down at me. "I'll give you what you need, little dancer... Just focus on me... I want to you to feel how you come apart at my touch... And only my touch!"
The next day at work, I felt like I was walking on egg shells. The morning wasn't so bad. It was just me and Hailey getting things ready for the day, but by mid-morning, I started to hear the whispers. I was starting to feel the pressure of judgmental eyes watching me. And I just wanted to go hide under a rock.
I was scared someone else was going to come in here and harass me for something that wasn't any of their business.
Seriously, what is with these skanks thinking my business is for everyone to dissect? Am I really not allowed to live my own life and not have woman flock to me to belittle my relationship?
Last night, Richard Kingston made love to me all night long. Slow and soft, driving me absolutely mad. Somehow making me fall even more in love with him than I already was.
"That's right, Josie. Milk me baby. I want your little pussy tight around my cock... I want my baby planted deep in your belly. Only you, Josie!" he snarled as he pounded inside me.
My mind has been wandering ever since. I can't seem to focus on much of anything other than the feel of his lips on my skin, and the pressure of his cock deep inside me. Filling me over and over again with his seed.
But those damn dark thoughts keep coming back to me on repeat. What if all of this is a lie? How do I know he won't kick me out when he's done with me?
He told me Julia was nothing than a fuck-buddy. And I believe him. He told me he didn't sleep around anymore. Not since he moved to Arizona. No one was able to satisfy him, not when he was mourning me.