"Why don't you ever just listen!"
I turn around and see you standing in the doorway, arms crossed and a stern expression on your face as you glare down at me. I hadn't heard you come in, but you look as though you had just come home from work, tie half undone, shoes untied, dark blue suit jacket hanging open, and the top few butting of your shirt undone. I already know why your mad, but my stubborn attitude brings me to cross my arms and match your gaze and take the difficult route.
"I told you yesterday I was going to the gym with your brother today! He wasn't gonna be able to wait for you to get off work, and he's an excellent personal trainer. I wanted to get one last session from him before he had to fly back home. Your distrust of the guy is ridiculous!" I huff and grab an apple from the counter, needing to do something with my hands.
Clenching your jaw, you unfold your arms and take a deep breath. Moving to the counter, you remove your jacket and tie and hang it over the chair. Unbuttoning the rest of your shirt and pulling it off, you turn back to me.
"I know better than most who my brother is. If you gave him the chance he would try to get in your pants. Why else do you think he's a personal trainer in the first place!" You walk over to me and stare down at me as I peel the sticker off my apple. With a sigh you grab it from my hand and take a big bite.
I frown and pout slightly, putting my hands on my hips. "Hey! That's mine... look, I can handle myself. If he made a move I'm capable of telling him no, and you are just a call away if it really ever came to that. Doubtful as it may be. Just relax, I just wanted a good workout."
You place the apple back on the counter and swallow. Glaring down at me, you undo your belt and pull from your waste and drop it next to the apple. "You don't have to go to my brother for that. I don't want you with a personal trainer without me there." I smirk and roll my eyes. "You sound so dominating. And as hot as that is, you can go fuck yourself if you think I'm gonna put my gym time on hold for you. I don't have to listen to your paranoid fears."
With a growl you suddenly force me up against a wall, pinning me by my throat with one hand as you bite the spot between my shoulder and throat. I cry out in shock, my head rate skyrocketing. I instinctively grab your wrist in both hand, but I can't push you away. "Go fuck myself you say? Let me remind you just how much of a workout you can get right here at home." You pull my shirt down until my boob pops out so you can nibble and bite the hard nipple until I squeal. I feel your hand gently glide down my side and slip past the waist of my shorts and into my panties. "Don't forget who I am and who you are. Your my little slut, and fuck if I'll let you act like a spoiled little brat!"
Pressing your finger against my lips, you slide it back and forth slowly until my lips part and you make direct contact with my now swollen clit. At this point you move from tasting my hard nipples to kiss me hard and deep. Your fingers gently slide to my slit and glide through the slippery wetness, just barely pressing against my entrance. I moan in expectancy before you quickly move back to my clit and start rubbing my sensitive bud, pinning me down with your thigh as I struggle to wiggle away from the intensity of it. Just as quickly you move back to my slit, building my need to feel you inside me and crushing it with an attack on my sensitive nub until I'm about to cry in frustration.