-Candace
I feel a pair of hands mold in my hips while I put the roast beef in the oven. Setting the timer I turn around walking toward the cabinets I pull out a couple of can goods completely ignoring Michael's presence.
"So I don't even get a greeting and kiss from my own wife after a long day at work?" He questions pecking at the side of my face.
I roll my eyes wishing he'd disappear for the moment. I didn't want to see his face right now he pissed me off completely for today. The shit I heard today makes me want to punch him in his damn face.
"Your shower is ready." I walk pass him. He calls my name a couple of times after he receives no response he finally gives up.
All that I think of is replaying that audio message sent to me. I questioned if it was even Michael since it was an unknown number. But after replaying what crushed me each time I was convinced. I know his voice anywhere it's so unique. Now I just hate it. I hope he fucking slips and hits his dumb ass head in the bathroom. Make my job of getting rid of him even easier.
I casually scroll through Facebook envying every happy couple picture I see. I'd love to be like that but someone doesn't feel the same. I look up at Michael who clearly wanted my attention clearing his throat so damn loud. Looking down at the towel tightened around his hips and the beads of water dripping from his curls down onto his toned chest made it a struggle to focus on what was important here. I shake my head clearing all the naughty thoughts from my mind.
For a few minutes we just stare at each other. What does he want me to do? I have nothing to say to him maybe he has an announcement for me or so I believe.
"Wanna tell me why you have a fucking attitude?" Michael arches a brow making my stand a little harder.
I return back to my phone going through my messages clicking a special one I received earlier. I hit the play audio hearing Michaels annoying voice blare throughout the family room.
"It's Candace. All she does is nag, bitch, and moan. Sometimes I just want to wring her neck so she'd shut up for once. I'd divorce her but that wouldn't get rid of her either." It cuts off and all I can hear is Michael die hard laughing with his hands on his hips looking at me like it was some joke.
I stomp my foot throwing the phone at him. Soon as I storm pass him he grabs my waist pulling me close to his wet body. I mug him as he kisses the top of my head.
"You know that's altered right? Girl you know I love you I would never say that." He looks down at me. I don't believe shit he says smacking my lips I attempt to pull away but his grip is firm.
Putting up a petty fight for a few minutes finally quitting I pout. Looking up I hope he'd have a soft spot and release me but Michael didn't budge.
"You know I love you so quit it." Michael walks pushes against me causing me to walk backwards until I fall back on the sofa.
I moan in the kiss as Michael grinded his erected shaft against my soaking core. I know.....ugh I know I'm suppose to be at him but right now but that can wait. Michael works my shorts while I undo his towel.
"I want to bury myself deep inside you." He whispers opening my legs wider using his free hand to rip my shirt open.
I bite my lip as Michael slides his thick shaft along my folds making me anxious as fuck. He notices the facial expression I'm giving, he chuckles a bit.
"Do you want me to put it in?" I nod taking in my bottom lip.
"Tell me you won't listen to what other people say anymore. They only tell you and send you things to sabotage our marriage. You know I love you and I don't want anyone but you. I don't want you to ever come to me with bullshit again that you hear from someone else. Understand?" He hovers over applying pressure to my entrance. Honestly I didn't want to hear that shit right now. It was least of my problems what was a priority at the moment was the aching inside me.
"I won't listen to what other people say. They don't know about you and me, I'll keep it up in mind that it's jealousy." I whine as he eases in slowly letting us both adjust.
Wrapping my legs around his waist I push him deeper in me digging my nails in his perfect shoulders. Keeping a fast and steady pace Michael bites and squeezes my right breast earning a screech. I throw my head back as Michael massages my clit rapidly thrusting in me. He pulses inside me while my walls clenches around his length.
"Dammit Candace!" Michaels voice strains collapsing on my chest as our fluids intertwine.
I pant breathlessly feeling my body fall apart coating his shaft. He kisses my forehead before laying on my chest.
For maybe ten minutes I just stroke his hair hearing his light snores. Thinking about what he said I feel like a complete idiot for getting angry in the first place. Michael has done everything he can to prove his loyalty and I bring up the dumbest shit throwing all of it in his face. Brushing the tip of his nose I began to get a bit drowsy. It just became a habit.
"I love you Candace." Michael mumbles tapping my thigh.
"I love you too Michael." I smile drifting off until a unpleasant sound interrupts.
Shit I forgot the roast beef.
