Cole lives high above the mortals of Earth, he is the heir to the family dynasty but before he can make his ascension he must prove himself to be a responsible man, not the man whore of the tabloids.
His mother orders him to find a wife, to remain l...
I watch, still fuming, as the muscle in his jaw clenches and unclenches before he exhaled deeply.
"Dusk, I swear, I don't know what this is about. I would never do this to you, sweetheart."
Exhaling, I try to calm down my raging temper as I decide whether or not to believe Cole.
"How do I know you're telling the truth? I mean, do you blame me for doubting you, look at the results that come up when you search for your name!"
"Wait, Duskana, wait." Cole takes my phone again and zooms in on something.
After a moment his jaw clenches in anger and his eyebrows furrow with fury and menace.
"Look, sweetheart." He shows me the phone and I look in disbelief as he appears to be showing me a zoomed in photo of his hookup's breasts.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're showing me her cleavage!"
"What! No, Duskana." Cole sighs in exasperation, "look at my hand in the photo."
I squint and look at it, there seems to be less ink on his hand in the photo than the there is now. For emphasis, Cole shows me the same hand and I realise it's true.
There are three missing bands of ink on his index finger in the photo, three bands of ink that have definitely been on his finger since I've known him.
"It's an... old photograph. It's an underhanded tactic the media use to true and create some more drama. My guess is they hope you get pissed at me in public, and they get another news story."
"Oh," I mumble and I suddenly realise I'm crying, the fear of loosing Cole and the hurt of his betrayal was all too real to me, even if the story was fake.
"It's ok, sweetheart, come here." Cole moves from behind his desk and hold his arms out for me.
I eagerly walk into his arms and he wraps them around me as I sniffle and sob.
"It's ok, baby. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"I'm sorry I thought you would do that to me."
"It's ok," Cole sighs as he kisses the top of my head.
Whimpering, I tilt my head up and lean up to kiss him, I need to feel close to him.
It seems Cole feels the same as I do because he eagerly deepens the kiss and pushes his tongue into my mouth.
I reach my hands up into his hair as he wraps his arms around my waist, his hands greedily clutch and paw at my ass.
"I'm sorry," I mumble against his lips as he bends down and hoists me up into the air.
"I've already told you, Duskana, it's ok, but I have to say, seeing you so fired up was definitely a turn on I didn't know I had."
He smirks against my lips as he carries me over to the door. When I hear the click of a lock sliding into place it is my turn to smirk as I realise just how fired up my outburst got my husband.
"Cole," I moan as he sucks marks down my neck, "we're in public."
"I know." He replies gravelly as he sits back in his desk chair as I straddle him.
"What if we get caught?" I murmur as I kiss him frantically, for once I'm in control and begin to grind my core against he erection, searching for friction.
"Two things, sweetheart. The door is locked, and I'm the boss. I can do whatever I want with my wife."
As he speaks, one of his hands finds its way under my skirt and under the lace of my panties. He pumps a finger into my core eliciting moans from me as the pleasure starts to course through my veins like blood.
"No more teasing." I whisper as I lift myself off his lap so I can slip off my panties. As soon as they hit the floor, Cole pounces on me and pulls me back onto his lap, this time his bare cock taps against my clit as I grind my hips against him.
"I couldn't agree more, sweetheart."
Cole looks down and fists his cock, directing it towards my entrance. Taking a deep breath, I slowly lower myself down onto his impressive length letting out a breathy moan as he stretches me deliciously.
"Fuck," Cole groans, "I should piss you off more often."
Remembering the anger I felt moments before I begin to ride Cole's cock with all the frustrations and desires I need to ease in my chest.
"Fuck," I gasp, my hands desperately griping his shoulders as I bounce, harder, deeper down onto him.
"M-more," Cole begs, "fuck, Duskana, more."
I nod my head frantically as I my hips move even more wildly and Cole begins to thrust his hips up to meet my downward ones.
"Go-god!" I gasp out as my orgasm edges onto the scene.
A firm spank to my ass has me clenching around Cole as I come harder than I've ever come before, even with Cole.
"Jesus." Cole pants as he thrusts hard into my body until he brings himself his relief. "I really should piss you off more often!"
We both chuckle as I collapse onto his chest, Cole's hands stroke up and down my back.
"I love you, my little firecracker."
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