Cheater Read Online D.D. Prince

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 225
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
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She looks at me curiously, tilting her head to the side.

“Don’t want to scar him or her with all the naughty things we’ll do in that bed, bunny.”

She wrinkles her nose. “I’m not sticking our baby into a nursery down the hall. We’ll paint and decorate the room next to ours at home, but he or she will probably sleep beside or even with us for the first year.”

“Don’t think that’ll cramp our sex life?” I ask.

“Knowing us, we’ll be able to get creative,” she replies, looping her arms around my neck.

She gets up on her toes and presses her lips to mine.

“I love you, little bunny,” I murmur against her soft lips.

“I love you, too, swoony stalker.”

I chuckle, loving the light in her eyes.

“I’m about to make you swoon for the next forty-eight hours, Chloe Steele.”

“Oh yeah? Bring it on,” she invites and gives me another look I’ve worked hard for. Longing.

“Your fantasies or mine?” I ask, then whisper. “You picked mine last time you were asked.”

She moistens her lips with her little pink tongue, looking intrigued. “I like the idea of some more of yours.”

She’s a miracle. My wife.

But I advise, “Pick yours, wife.”

She lets go of me. “Now, husband…” She puts her hand to her waist and says, “it’s not my choice if you manipulate me into choosing what you want me to choose.”

“You want this sort of manipulation, believe me,” I inform.

“Okay, Derek. I choose mine.”

I give her a smile as I reach for the small suitcase I brought, that she quizzed me about when I packed the car for this trip. I told her she’d have to wait and see.

I set the suitcase on the trunk at the foot of the four-poster bed and my wife watches me unzip it.

Her eyes boing when I flip the top, revealing what’s inside.

“Holy fuck,” she whispers.

“Ready for a weekend of total power exchange, Chloe?” I ask. “For the next forty-eight hours, I make you do absolutely everything I want. Do whatever I want to your body.”

She blinks at the sight of the handcuffs, the wrapped set of straps and small bench that make up a sex swing. I’ve got a leather sensory deprivation suit, nipple clamps, a ball gag, blind fold, some restraints, and some sex toys.

“Are you… are you interested in bondage?” she asks.

“Sure.”

“Have you… dabbled before?”

“Do you really wanna know?” I ask.

She frowns. “No,” she whispers.

I laugh. She mean-mugs me for laughing.

“Have you?” I ask.

“I’d ask you the same question you just asked me but… no, I haven’t dabbled. I’ve always wanted to, though.”

“I know, baby. Let’s have some fun,” I say.

“Do I need a safe word?” she asks.

I smile wider. “Probably. But you aren’t getting one.”

My wife bites her lip as arousal lights in her eyes.

I’m going to fulfill another sexy bucket list item the day after tomorrow, too. Sunday sundaes. In bed. We’ll be licking the ice cream and toppings from one another.

A Month Later

“You don’t get to tell me who I do and don’t fire, Derek,” she sassily informs. “Carlos is good at his job. You’re just still holding onto unnecessary hostility because you saw me go to lunch with him before you came back home. He’s dating Coraline. He likes her a lot. Also, I happen to be happily mated for life.”

I smirk. She’s referring to that line in the book report about the book I bought her that day I approached in the soup place. I read her book report the day after I found out she was pregnant. I love how she compared the love story in the book to ours.

“Wait. I thought Jeff was dating Coraline.”

“That only lasted two weeks before Jeffy told her he didn’t want to be tied down,” she tells me. “Now she’s dating Carlos. Though, it’s not exclusive yet because Cor is still kind of hooking up with Jeffy.”

“I don’t give a fuck who Carlos is or isn’t dating. If I catch him looking at your tits again, Chloe, you won’t like what happens.”

Her mouth drops open.

I tack on, “It’s probably best that you fire him.”

She doesn’t look pregnant yet, but she looks curvier and her tits sure are bigger. Courtesy of growing my baby inside her.

I’m looking forward to it being obvious that I’ve impregnated her. I want the world to see her belly rounded because I made it that way.

“I told you I love you just the way you are, but Derek, I don’t want to live with the fear of threats,” she warns, poking my chest with her index finger. “That’s still not okay with me. Okay?”

“Then you’d best be my good girl, Chloe,” I fire back. “Unless you want a punishment.”

The wicked gleam in her eyes right now at the idea of a punishment? It makes me love her even more.

But I’m absolutely serious. If she doesn’t fire Carlos, I might have to get rid of him myself.

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