Chapter 192

He has made sure about it.

We walked inside the house, and I saw Grandma and Aunty sitting in the living room watching TV. It was my chance to get free, so I decided to grab the opportunity. Only they can make this mad bull stop giving me his punishment. Their eyes were still glued to the TV when we entered the living room. I need to get their attention. I will be embarrassed, but it will save me from my possessive husband.

“Grandma, aunty, save me from you bull of a son,” I shouted to get their attention. I got a spank on my butt when he heard my voice. Before they could see us, he stepped on the elevator, which took us to the second floor. I gasped loudly and pressed my thighs together tightly. A spark travelled straight to my core when he did that.

“Nothing can save you from me, love,” he said evilly, making my whole body shiver once again. Now I didn't have a little bit of a chance of saving myself.

“I need to punish you for pulling this stunt,” he said while rubbing my butt with his huge palm. My whole face was burning because blood had rushed to my face. As soon as the elevator door closed, he didn't waste time and walked into our bedroom. I bit on my lower lip when I heard the click of the lock. He threw me on the bed when we were in front of our bed. I tried to run, but he pulled me with my leg, and once again, I was on his lap. His huge palm on my butt where he has spanked me before.

"Azel,” I tried to make amends with him, but before I could, I felt a slap on my buttocks. A gasp left my mouth instead of words. I was not ready for it. I kept pressing my legs together.

“What were you saying?” he asked in a teasing way, making me glare at him, but in return, he smirked at me.

“So I will ask you the question, whom are you going to see in Greece?” he asked cunningly, making me bite my lower lip. His hand still kept rubbing my butt.

“You. One and only you,” I said, not wanting to be spanked again. Every time he spanked me, I felt sparks travelling straight to my core, and it was making me wetter and wetter. What if he discovered that I was getting wet after being spanked? My whole face flushed even more red.

“Right answer,” he said and then spanked my butt once again, and I got even more wet.

“Aaah,” I moaned this time, not able to hold back my moan.

“Azel, stop it,” I said pleadingly and tried to wiggle out of his hold, but he kept holding me in place. I wanted to run to the bathroom and change my parties before he noticed it.

“Why should I let you go when you are this wet?” he said, moving his hand down from my buttocks and cupping my core. My eyes are wide, and my breath hitched when he did that. My heart started to thump loudly in sweet fear. I was dripping wet. My pants were soaked with my wetness. I felt so red. Before I could say anything, he pulled down my pyjama shorts with my pants. He inserted his fingers inside me, making me gasp.

“Fuck! You are so wet,” he said after how easily my fingers slipped inside my core. I was even surprised.

“I didn't know my wife had a thing for a kink,” he said with a smudged look on his face, making my whole body burn now. Who isn't a fan of Christian Grey, even if he is a red flag?

“Azel,” I moaned his name when he started to move his fingers in and out of me.

"What, love?” he asked innocently, as if he didn't know what he was doing to me. My core was becoming even wetter. I wanted to say something, but he started to move his fingers even faster inside me, making me a moaning mess.

"Ahhh,” I moaned when his fingers kept pumping in and out of me. The way he was doing it from behind made his finger go even deeper inside me. I was so turned on by his spanking that I had reached my peak so soon. The pressure inside my stomach had grown even more, making me moan loudly without holding myself back. I was on edge when his fingers curled slightly. I was about to come when he pulled his fingers completely out of me.

“Azel, put your finger back,” I demanded from him while turning my head to look at him. He smirked, looking down at me. Instead of inserting his fingers back in my core, he put them in his mouth and sucked it hard. I saw how his tongue swirled on his thick fingers. He gave me a cunning look while sucking on his fingers. How badly I wanted him to suck my core. Lick it the way he was licking his fingers clean. I bit on my lower lip and gave him puppy eyes. Using my last trick so he gets back at doing what we were doing.

“Azel,” I said in a half moan when my puppy's eyes didn't work on him. He chuckled, listening to my voice.

“It's your punishment for thinking about some other man than me,” he said, and then he spanked my bare buttocks, not holding himself back. Once, a spark travelled to my whole body when he did that. He pushed me onto a bed before standing with a cunning look on his face.

“Azel, you can't do it,” I said in disbelief while pressing my thighs together. The buzzing tickling sensation was still there in my core, and I wanted him to make it go away.

“Azel,” I called his name, but he walked out of the room, leaving me all hot and bothered. It was his punishment. He was indirectly telling me no one could satisfy me other than him. I stared at him back, and he walked out of the room with a smirk on his lips. I felt so frustrated and annoyed. I know even if I touch him, I will still want him to make me cum. I let him walk out just like that. I have to do something before he walks out. I got out of bed and was on my feet. I ran behind him, and before he could walk out, I pushed him to the wall. He was caught off-guard by my sudden action.

“You think you can walk away like that?” I asked with narrowed eyes in my mad voice. He kept looking at me with that annoying smirk still on his lips. He was too confident that he would walk out. I pressed my body to him, and I could feel his hard bulge. He was also turned on. It was good news. I'm going to use it against him. I rubbed my hand on his huge bulge. I got on my tiptoe to get to his level.

“You are going to let yourself suffer to punish me,” I said while rubbing more hard on his huge bulge. He was rock-hard. I saw how his breath hitched when I did that. He moved his face down, and our breath mingled. I know one more push and he will give in.

“It's complete what you have started,” I said while rubbing fast on his huge bulge. A victory smirk threatened to form on my lips because I knew any second he would give in. He closed and opened his eyes while looking down at me. Even my breath became uneven because I was getting wetter. I so badly wanted him to put his cock inside my wet pussycat. I saw how he was taking a deep breath. I started to move my hand slowly, so he ended up giving in.

“Let's do it,” I said in my low, seductive voice, looking straight into his amber eyes. I saw how his eyes got dilated. I know he was on the verge of giving in. Once again, a victory smile threatened to come on my lips. This time I couldn't control it. I know I had him. I decided to undo his pants when he held my hand in a firm grip. I looked at him with slightly furrowed brows. He took a deep, heavy breath, looking at my confused face.

“No!” This time he smirked at me and said in a firm tone. My eyes widened when he said that. The look of submission he had a few minutes ago on his face vanished, and now that cunning smile was back on his face. So it means he was playing with me. He let me believe I was winning, but I was not. He let go of my hand, and I kept looking at him in disbelief.

“Let's suffer together, love.”

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