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"Whatever," I mutter, reaching under my dress and sliding my panties to the floor. I step out of them, then lean over and pick them up. I declare, "Now what? You're still not fucking me."
A look of confidence fills his face. "No, not right now. Later tonight."
"Nope! I'm keeping my chastity belt on," I assert.
He steps closer, and I take a step back until I hit the counter. He closes the gap between us, reaches around me, and fists my hair. He slowly tugs and leans over my face.
I inhale sharply. His woodsy scent flares in my nostrils, and my insides quiver. I'm not scared, except for what I crave deep down. I hate admitting it even to myself, but I want to do all the things with him he's thinking about, even if I'm naive and don't have any previous experience. And I wish I didn't want it, but I do. I felt the chemistry between us the moment I first met him.
His cocky expression deepens.
My heart beats faster. I'm sure he can feel it.
He takes a minute, watching me squirm, even though I try not to. His lips graze my ear, and he asserts, "Ya need to learn something, princess."
My mouth waters at the deepness of his voice. I huff. "Yea? What's that?"
His tongue brushes my lobe, and I close my eyes. He declares, "I'm your husband. I'm in charge."
I nervously laugh because I don't know what else to do. "Is that what ya think?"
"Ya can't hide from the truth," he states, eyeing my lips but not touching them.
I swallow hard.
He wraps his fingers over my hand and grabs the panties. "These are mine, and you're not to wear panties around me anymore unless I allow ya to."
"Excuse me?"
"Ya heard me perfectly fine."
"What are ya, the panty police?"
His grin widens. He replies, "Sure, if that's what ya want to call me."
"So you're going to make me walk around all the time without panties on?" I ask, suddenly feeling naked, even though my dress covers me fully.
"Aye. If I want to." He steps back and holds my panties right under his nose. He doesn't take his eyes off me and inhales deeply.
"Jesus. You're a pervert," I declare.
His lips twitch. "I'm just getting a taste of what you're going to give me later this evening."
My face heats. "Ya seem to be misinformed. I won't just lie back and spread my legs for ya."
"Is that what ya think?" He licks his lips.
I put my hand on my hip. "Yes, it is. Now, are we going to stay in the bathroom all day, or can we go to lunch? I'm hungry."
He slides his thumb over my cheek, confidently stating, "Oh, I'm hungry too, my sexy, game-playing wife."
"Ugh! You're impossible," I blurt out, shoving his chest. Then I add, "I don't play games."
He chuckles, then turns and opens the door. He pushes me out of the bathroom and leads me down several more hallways. We stop outside a set of double doors, and he reminds me, "Don't forget I'm in charge."
I glare at him. "So ya think."
He sternly warns, "Don't test me on this, princess."
