ᵍᵘⁿˢʰᵒᵗ, ᵍᵘⁿˢʰᵒᵗ
ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᵉ?
ᵐᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ, ᵐᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ
ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍᵍᵃ ᵈⁱᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵈⁱʳᵗʸ, ᵈⁱʳᵗʸ
ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵗʰʳᵒᵒᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵗʳᵘᶜᵏ ˢᵗᵒᵖ
ʳᵒᵈᵉᵒ - ˡⁱˡ ⁿᵃˢ ˣ ᶠᵉᵃᵗᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵃʳᵈⁱ ᵇ
Oᴍɴɪsᴄɪᴇɴᴛ
"You're like....really really strong" Alaina giggled, her fingers tracing Wayne's biceps while she was perched on top of him like it was the most natural thing ever. "And really sexy too"
Wayne slowly gulped as his eyes feasted on the beauty hovering above him. She had on a small skirt, a button up white shirt that she knotted so it could be a crop top, which had the first few buttons opened so that her bra could peak out, thigh high socks and kitten heels, and then her hair was up in a bun with bangs in front.
She looked like a hentai character.
He loved it.
"Do I make you nervous?" She teased, lips curling up in a wicked smirk.
"What are you up to?" He managed to force out.
His voice sounded strange. Foreign even. Like it wasn't his.
"Me? I'm not up to anything" she said, giving him an innocent look, the glint in her eyes suggesting otherwise.
"Lay-"
"I'm just trying to be a good slut for my massa" she purred, biting her lips.
"I-"
"A needy, nasty slut. Just for my massa"
Fuck.
Those words triggered something in him and just as he was about to place his eager hands on her, she practically vanished.
In the twinkle of an eye, the illusion was gone and he was staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom.
He squinted at the rays of sunlight that peaked into the room through the windows, cussing under his breath.
The sun was so bright and for fucking what?
He slightly lifted the duvet up and peeped down at his morning wood, letting out an exasperated groan.
He had picked the worst time to wake up.
He turned to his side and was surprised to see Alaina missing from her side of the bed, the cold empty space suggesting that she'd probably left a long time ago.
He didn't hear any noises coming from the bathroom so he doubted she was in there.
Well wherever she was, he needed to find her quick. Maybe he could convince her to indulge him in some early morning 'frolicking'.
"Shit" he cursed, standing up from the bed as he rubbed his eyes before stretching his limbs to wake the rest of his body up.
With a violent tug to his hair, he made his way downstairs.
-
The sound and smell of sizzling bacon floated in the air as Alaina flipped the bacon in the pan, music playing in the background.
She liked to listen to music whenever she cooked. It made the flow of the whole process oddly faster.
She slightly jumped when she felt a pair of hands on her, fingers digging into her bare hips.
"Hey gorgeous" Wayne whispered into the side of her head, pressing a kiss on her hair.
"You can't just scare me like that" she scolded, frowning a bit as she turned off the heat.
"Kiss it better?" He offered and she playfully rolled her eyes.
"What do you want?"
"I wanna show you something back upstairs" he revealed.
"What is it?" She asked him, looking at him over her shoulders.
He didn't answer. Instead, his fingers crawled up her body to toy with the hem of her bralette, as if planning to tug it off her body in one go.
"What is it?" She asked again when she didn't get a response. "If it-"
"My dick" he cut her off, rubbing the growing bulge in his shorts against her.
"Boy get off me". She pushed him off of her, smacking her lips.
She was still sore as hell and super sensitive down there and he wanted to have some more sex?
He was crazy.
"But baby I got morning wood" he whined, turning her around to look at her face.
"No what you got is morning breath and you needa brush that shit" she said, scrunching her face up in disgust.
"You're so damn mean" he complained, walking away from her to go do what she said.
-
"What's up with you?" Bird asked Wayne when he noticed the huge frown etched on his friend's face.
He and Alaina had literally gotten back from their trip to Cancun the day before so it was so unexpectedly sudden seeing him frowning like that while his fiancée had the widest smile on her face.
Had something happened?
"Nothing" he mumbled, sinking into his seat, his frown further deepening.
"Maybe he's mad cause Zee, Evan and Cass ain't here yet and they have the kids" Winter suggested.
Two days after they had left, Zee and Evan had practically kidnapped the babies from Alaina's mother and insisted on pampering them, even though they were barely three months old.
"That might be true" Relly reasoned.
"But Lay's not mad" Bree pointed out.
"You know he's always been different" Kris chimed in and they all nodded in realization.
Wayne's sour mood worsened as he watched his friends try to pinpoint the exact cause of his sour mood.
He hated when they did that.
He just wanted to scream at them to mind their business but he knew it wasn't that deep.
They just cared.
"What's up with him?" Alaina asked as she walked up to them with a tray full of drinks, like they had requested.
Just hearing her voice again made him want to hurt her....with his hands tightly wrapped around her throat as he watched her cry while he thrust deep into h-
Damn.
He really needed to get some.
"We been wondering the same thing" Bree shrugged, reaching up for a drink on the tray.
"What's wrong honey?" She asked him in a sickly sweet voice, making him scowl at her.
Like she didn't know what she did.
The pounding at the door cut short their staring contest, dragging his eyes to the source of the noise.
"I'll get it" he said, shooting up from his seat.
Anything to put some distance between him and the cause of his migraine. And raging boner.
"Zora. Cass. Evan" he dryly greeted and rolled his eyes, stepping aside for them to walk in with the strollers they had.
"What's wrong with him?" Cass asked and they all shrugged.
"Bestie!" Zee, Evan and Alaina yelled in unison as they ran to hug each other, making Wayne roll his eyes again.
"You look good bestie" Evan complimented, taking in the appearance of his best friend. "You're glowing"
"All thanks to Roddy over there" Zee added.
"Tuh" Wayne smacked his lips, looking away, even though he felt flattered.
"I hope the kids weren't too much trouble" Alaina said, looking into the stroller at her sleeping children.
"They were angels" Evan assured her. "Speaking of angels, we got them these cute little outfits that you just have to see- where are the bags?"
"Nessa has them" Cass answered.
"Nessa?" Alaina repeated, confused.
Who was that?
As if summoned, Cass's little sister, Vanessa, with two bags in her grasp, rushed into the house.
"I'm so sorry for wasting time. I was d-"
"Nessie?" Wayne called, further confusing Alaina.
He knew her?
What?
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