Little Red's Love ✔ #2

c h a p t e r - n i n e

Moaning in delight, I leaned back against the bed, enjoying the breeze that waved in through the sheer curtains that were on the sides of our balcony doors. Honeymooning in Greece was not a reality right now, but a dream! It took us a long time to get here from America, but it was so worth it in the end because it was just my husband and I.

"Boy, don't you look good all spread out on the bed?" I hummed in response, a smile tugging on the corners of my lips. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the ocean waves outside as well as the breeze that joined it. Cole's footsteps didn't match with the light and airiness of the two, but his scent was welcoming enough.

I moaned again when I felt the bed dip and his warm hand caress my stomach gently, moving up towards the valley of my boobs then up to my neck and curving around my jaw and behind my ears. Cole chuckled in response, his breath quite close to me until I felt his lips on my own, moving against my own.

"I take it you like it here?" I opened my eyes and gazed up at my husband. He wore nothing on top and on bottom? Grey sweatpants hung dangerously low, giving me a glimpse of his boxers but I didn't care. His tattooed body was mine, all mine. "I love it here, not as much as I love you but pretty damn close." I whispered, smiling.

He leaned down again and pecked my lips before the phone rang, making us both groan with annoyance. Cole pulled away and walked to his phone before answering it and coming back to sit down on the edge of the bed. Numerous scratches and scars were on his back, mostly because of me and my claws but others...others were fighting wounds.

My eyes flickered lower down to the bullet wound that almost killed him, but instead caused him paralysis. I itched to touch it, but I knew Cole still hadn't completely recovered from it and even though it didn't hurt, he didn't like it to be touched. Nonetheless, I sat up and brought my lips to his shoulder blades, gently kissing them.

His voice turned a little huskier as my hands went down his arms and towards his chest, while my lips made their journey onto the middle of his back between his shoulder blades and then to his neck. Cole reached behind him and pinched my leg, making me laugh softly in his ear as I shifted to kneel on the bed so I could reach him better.

Cole continued to talk onto the phone and I continued to tease him, knowing full well that my punishment wasn't going to be a very nice one. I kissed behind his ear before biting it gently, but that was enough for Cole to end his call and throw his phone to one side of the room before turning around and tackling me down onto the bed.

He wrestled me onto the bed, tickling me and making me surrender to his mercy until my arms were above my head with Cole's hands acting as my restraint. His eyes glowered with lust as he looked from my thighs, where my dress had ridden higher, to my boobs which popped out a little more due to the play fighting.

"Now, Little Red, or should I say Mrs Matthews?" He asked, whispering as he bent his head down a little more. "Should I give your options as to how you're going to be punished, or should I surprise you to the point where we may need to stay in this bedroom for a little while longer and ruin the peace of this country with your screaming?"

Before I could answer, his mouth was already attacking my neck. My husband ladies and gentlemen, all mine.

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I snuggled into my oversized jumper a little more as I walked into the building of where I worked. People were swarming everywhere around me and for some odd reason, I felt like this wasn't how I was going to see things in a couple weeks, or maybe even next week. The fact that I may be losing my job was enough to keep me up at night, but not telling this to Michael made it worse.