❝Talk to me while I eat you out, honey baby.❞
Her fingers tightens around my hair as she shoves me deeper between her legs.
❝Sander.....❞ She moans louder as I sucked on her sensitive clit.
❝You like that, hm?❞ I taunt, flicking my tongue piercing o...
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Honeysia P.O.V
Sander had just dropped me off and the moment I stepped foot into the house, I saw Joshua sitting on the chair around the dining table, tapping it with his fingers.
"How lovely of you to show your presence, my dear wife." He grins, getting up.
I stopped in shock, opening my mouth only to close it back each time.
Fuck me.
"What? Speechless now?" He mocked.
Why does he sound so normal? He doesn't sound angry or upset.
What's going on?
"Where were you my lovely Honeysia?" He asked, looking me up and down.
I was only wearing Sander's hoodie and his boxers.
I'm so fucking dead.
"Oh me?" I laugh nervously, "I had to help Talia with something. I didn't want to leave her hanging, you know?" I lied.
Sorry Talia, I had to use your name for my escape.
"Hm, I don't know anything. Is that Natalia's hoodie and men boxers too?" He folded his arms together.
Shit, is he catching up with my lies?
I nod quickly, "Yeah actually, she likes wearing these things." I lied again.
"Okay." He said calmly.
I blinked, "Okay?"
"Yes." He hummed. "I just missed my wife, that's all— so I wanted to know where you were."
What the fuck?
Did he hit his head? What's gotten into him?
"Oh, okay?" I say confused.
He's acting really weird right now and it's scaring me.
"Come here." He called me over.
No thanks, I prefer to stay here. He's way too unpredictable for me to know what he's up to.
"Is everything okay?" I ask warily.
He nods with a chuckle, "Of course. Come over here."
This time I moved over to him, in fear he'll get angry with me. If I can prevent that, then I'll try.
My body froze as he wrapped me into a hug. I frown, knowing he's never this touchy with me. Nonetheless, I let him hug me even when I feel uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry." He says and my eyes widened.
Say what now?
He moved behind me, while hugging me and I couldn't help but feel disgusted. "Do you think I'm an idiot, wife?" He suddenly asks and before I could register it, my head was banged into the table.
