Baby Bump (butchercup)

Chapter 4

'Hey babe.'
Hey.
His voice sounded husky and tempting over the phone.
'What are you wearing right now?'
I chuckled, this kinda of deep chuckle it almost seemed like a moan, "you know," my fingers fiddled with a pillow as the other hand held the phone to my ear. "The usual."
'Silk?'
"Yeah, and its new," I stressed the new. This was a daily routine for us, when he was late and I really needed him I called him and we have this flirt game; it most times ended in my favour and a few times in his which is when he tries to make me jealous but not that kind of jealousy were I would beat him with a sledge hammer but the kind where I would be willing to wear and do anything he wants.
'Oh,' I could hear him moan in the background,
"Green silk, it feels like milk against my skin, just the way your lips feel on my nipples."
I swear, I heard him choke. "And those shorts you like,"
I rolled over staring at the roof, "that gives my butt that nice shape when I walk," I walked over to the mirror to look at my ass; I moved my silk robe away and smiled with satisfaction. P.s; i was doing all this in my head but the chat was real. "Mmmmm, it does look yummy right now."
I chuckled as i imagined him having an boner right now. His silence proved me right. I hopped back on the bed and i sank into the sheets.
"So, where are you?"
He finally responded, "in my car."
"I'm gonna need a better answer than that babe. A more...filling one. You know it, just say it. Please daddy."
"On..my way from work."
I giggled, "Ooh, really?"
He replied me like was under a trance, "yes...what are you doing to me woman?"
I smiled biting my bottom lip, it wasn't my fault he isn't home yet. "I want you butch, like want want you like neeeeed you." Well that wasn't a lie, I actually wanted him, this tempting game also had an effect on me.
Then I started to think of his safety; losing my cool.
Bolted up, "Are you driving?"
This strong British accent kicked in which I hated so much.
He laughed wholeheartedly,  "you heard that right?"
"Oh...shut up."
Let me explain, I have this come and go accent according to my friends and family. I have denied it for like forever but any chance they get to bring it up, they so do. I didn't actually hate accents until butch told me I was gonna end up a cranky old British lady who is gonna take advantage of her free will to cuss.
"Am so glad you did that right now. It sent junior to sleep, well not to sleep to sleep but the type that I can get home with wuthout cumin in my pants."
I frowned and thought of a way to use it to my advantage, "oh, please I won't call him junior."
He gulped and i laughed an evil psychopathic b*tch queen type.
"So, are you driving?" I mentally did a happy dance as my stupid British accent didn't pop up.
"I am and was not in the right state of mood to drive."
"Mood?"
"Yea, mood."
"Oh...if you wanna know something is going between my ass right now and its the smooth fabric that i know you would love to pull off with your teeth." I purred, "you see our bedroom can't contain this sexiness so am walking by the couch,"
"THE COUCH?"
If he could see the look that was plastered on my face he probably wouldn't be able to control himself. "The couch."
The couch is our special chair in the whole house were we do the most special things.
I peeked out the window seeing his car lights, lighting up our bedroom, "daddy's home." Was the last thing I said before I hung up.
I walked to the living room texting on my phone, the sad look on butch's face made me want to laugh. It was beyond sad, it was the look a man had probably before he commits suicide.
What happened to the excitement of before?
Well you see, I told him I was dressed like a sex goddess but instead I was looking like a rag doll.
My hair was in a messy unattractive bun, I was wearing a plain black top with a normal bra, baggy sweatpants and flip-flops.
"Don't tell me...wait, wait, wait...tell me there is something underneath."
I pecked his lips when I was close enough, "welcome back babe."
My hand was on his shoulders as he held my waist without meaning to, "before you say anything," I continued, "I haven't even showered."
"I hate you sooo  much right now, I mean more than I usually do."
"Awwwwnnn love you too babe." I replied and started walking away. "Am gonna take a shower."
"Together?"
"I wanna get clean not dirty."  I faced him with a smirk on my face growing into a wide goofy smile, "you see what I did there?"
He just frowned at me in response but I could tell he was trying to fight a smile. I walked away make sure my ass shook to the point were it was stupid not sexy then I did a little twerk.
"I know you want it." I sang.
**********
"Uh...babe could you pass me my towel." I peaked my head out of the shower my naked body pressed against the glass; my hair still dripping wet.
Butch was in the bathroom brushing by the time I just finished bathing, I guess he was still mad because he didn't make any dirty comment and he was still frowning. I smiled really innocently, damn...am not looking at myself I could tell I still looked super cute; pointing at my lemon green towel.
"Oh, so now you care about not tempting me." He replied after he spat out what was in his mouth.
Gosh he is soo hot when he pretends to be mad at me, but when its for real he's scary, like I won't even be able to apologize when am at fault; that somehow makes me cry.
He walked out and closed the door gently, I noticed that he took my towel with him which made me smile at the same time rolling my eyes.
"Such a big baby."
I studied my night dress as I dabbed my hair dry.
"Momma's gonna get some."
******
"Hey."
He turned to look at me, a hint of lust in his eyes. I was what he wanted right now. A woman in green looking sexy, I twirled my hair in my hand as I walked up to him. He was still frowning, gosh his ego; bigger than mine.
I slid my hands slowly in his pants and I could see him gulp.
finally some emotion
Too quickly for me to react his hands were on my waist and I was on the bed.
"Ooh, good start." My polished finger nails were now around his neck and I pulled him to me our lips connecting but that was all I was getting, not even a heated make out with a lot if groping but a korean movie kiss.
"What are you doing?"
His lips weren't trailing down my bare neck, his hands weren't in my pants.
"Trying to pass time."
I released him, "why?"
"Not gonna give you what you want." He rolled off me and I rolled to my tummy trying to grab his leg.
"Oh, c'mon." I whined like a little girl. I sighed, "didn't think I would have to do this but,"
I moaned...I moaned like I was sleeping with a god but that's how it feels like when am with butch so...a regular moan.
"Oh butch, mmmmm, oh BUTCH, oh, ooh, b-b-buuutch."
That did it, he was over me.
"You know, you are such a bitch sometimes."
"This little girl's is ready to learn some manners, don't worry I'll submit."
Heyo...hope my book isn't too grossy. Cause its just buttercup and butch and they are the king and queen of dirtiness.
Don't worry my next chappie will be awesome and sweet.
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