"Babe, she's just a friend. I don't understand why you're so adamant about not having dinner with her," you groan, following me as I clean up around the house. I scoff at you, stalking into the kitchen and slamming plates into the sink. You stand in my peripheral vision with your arms across your chest. I turn to you and place a hand on my hip.
"Do you really want me to say it?" I mumble, glaring at you.
I see a hint of a smirk tug at your lips, and you raise your eyebrow at me. I grab your shirt and yank you toward the living room. I push you to sit on the couch and I straddle your lap. Your arms twitch and I can tell you want to touch me but don't want to lose your ground. Ignoring your reluctance, I grasp for the zipper on your pants and undo it, my eyes never losing yours.
"I'm jealous," I whisper as I pull your cock from your pants. I watch you suck in your breath and you allow yourself to push my skirt up over my thighs up around my waist and slide my panties to the side. I lean forward and bite your lip before kissing you hard. Your hips buck and I grab your hands and hold them against the couch.
"No. No touching me. I want you, how I want you, because I need you" I breathe into your ear. Your arms relax and I know that I don't have to hold you down. I shift and raise myself before reaching for your cock. Your eyes bore into mine and I pout.
"I don't like thinking of her making you laugh, or smile. I don't like how awful I get when you mention her, or anyone else. You're mine," I sulked and wrapped my hand around your cock. I look up to see that same smirk almost entirely crossing your face now. Suddenly furious, I grab your chin with my free hand and pout.
"You're not taking me seriously! My mind plays tricks on me and I assume the worst. I think of her doing this," I breathe as I guide your cock inside me. You're smiling fully now and lean up to kiss me. I pull back half-heartedly and buck my hips. Your hands are on my waist, pulling me down and pushing you into me. My eyes flutter and I strain not to lose my control. I lean my head so that I can bite your neck as you drive into me again. I bite down hard, desperately trying to mark you before I lose complete control. I wrap my hand around the back of your neck and slide a hand between us to still your cock.
"Fuck me," I mutter looking again into your eyes. "Show me that you're mine, all mine."
You smile and I remove my hand allowing you to slam into me. I stop holding back and ride you, desperately whimpering and whining as you arch your hips to bury yourself inside me. Your hands grasp my hips again as you push my skirt farther up to watch your cock disappear as I continue to thrust against you.
"Mine...mine..." I pant, whimpering as I do when you've got me close to my limit. I bite my lip and hastily stagger off of you and to my feet. You frown and look up at me as if you want to protest.
"We have to get to her house now. I won't let you cum until I feel like I can't stand it anymore." I slide my panties down and smooth my skirt down.
"Baby..." you start, and then sigh. "I don't know what you're planning love, but you know I'm yours." I say nothing, and you shake your head and I follow you out to the car.
