#misguideddutiful

You looked through the window at the mournful scenery, the sky weeped as you did, now it was a dark gray, the trees surrounding your father's property seemed so scary now, under this cloudy sky. A deep green who seemed to hide the darkest secrets. Everything seemed so dark after your father passed away just two days ago. You felt so alone now, your mansion so big and lonely, and so scary

Your thoughts were interrupted when the door of your father’s office opened, revealing a man that only by seeing him made you feel incredibly relieved. You walked towards him with a shy smile, hugging yourself until you reached him 

“Hey sweetheart, how are you doing?” Andrew Barber, your father's lawyer greeted you with sympathetic eyes and a shy smile, he kissed your forehead as you appreciate the gesture of a man you’d known since you could remember

“Hey Andy, thank you for coming” you hugged yourself again, behind him Lloyd Hansen entered your late father’s study, and it made you wince, that man scared in a primal way you’d never end to understand. His eyes always seemed to find you and a dark smile followed, his perfectly trimmed mustache moves with his thin lips

“Hey Sunshine” he greeted

“Hey Lloyd” you whispered, not daring to even look him in the eye.

Your father was the city’s most notorious Mobster, Gangster, drug dealer. It was the truth and it was so ingrained in your system you took it as a normal part of life. Half of his businesses were indeed legit, after years of money laundering. Lloyd Hansen was his right hand man, he knew everything about the business and before being his most trusted man he was the enforcer, the most violent and bloodthirsty amongst his men. Former special agent of the CIA turned, he was dangerous, skilled in combat and war, and now most likely the head of the family. 

Your attention turned to Andy again, as he took a seat in your late father’s seat behind the desk of his study

You took a seat in front of the desk, Lloyd placed himself behind you, making a lightning strike run down your back making you incredibly uncomfortable. Andy draw papers from his briefcase and laid them on the mahogany desk, organizing them in a tidy manner

“I’m here as an executor of your father's last will and testament” he said firmly, his lawyer face taking over. You nodded, knowing perfectly well his intentions, and calmly you listened to the man. You were your father’s only child, and your mother passed away when you were young, to your knowledge, you were his only heir, but Lloyd had been called too, you guessed to pass all the dark business to him

“Me, (Y/F/N) being sound of mind and body, present my last wish and testament” he started, reading your father’s last words, “Half of everything I have, properties and money on the accounts will belong to my only daughter (Y/N)” you let out a breath you haven’t even realized you were holding, in relief, “Even if it breaks my heart…” continued Andy with a frown, that made your blood ran cold, “... to leave you alone my sweet girl…” he continued, “...My last dying wish and conditions for you to receive my inheritance is for you to marry my right hand man Lloyd, who I’m inheriting the other half of all my belongings”

“What?” you asked, drawing the attention of both men, Lloyd’s hand squeezed your shoulders, “Did you know about this?” you stood from your seat with the sole purpose of looking him in the eyes, and stopped the contact. Lloyd was smiling knowingly

“Of course I did” he said calmly, “I was his right-hand man, the son he never had”

“Fuck you” you spitted out, “This is insane” Andy called you and you looked at him

“Andy” you called, pleading

“It was his last wish” he said firmly, “he was sound of body and mind…” you looked at Lloyd frowning

“What did you do? what did you say to him?”

“Nothing” he mocked, “He was always so afraid something could happen to you, he wanted to make sure you’d be taken care of after he was gone”

“I’m a grown woman” you said, “I can take care of myself”

“Yeah sure, what if his enemies come after you, uh?” he said then

“This is a conversation you should have in private” muttered Andy

“I want a witness” you demanded, “Look you can keep his dirty business, we can split everything in half I don’t care” you muttered, “But I think is excessive that I marry you, only because he didn’t think I could take care of myself”

“The will explicitly says that you only inherit after you mary Lloyd” Andy said, “this was redacted 6 months ago, and again, is valid, we all know he was in his right mind” you looked at Lloyd, he seemed so relaxed and calm

“Andy, get the fuck out of here” Lloyd demanded, but before he could leave you interupted in anger

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” you asked, “You do not boss him around” but Andy look at you with sorry eyes

“He does now, sweetheart” he said, before he put all the documents on his briefcase and left the room, leaving you alone with Lloyd, who took two long steps to be right in front of you

He encased your jaw with his hand, his face so close to you you could feel his hot breath on your face, making the little hairs of your neck curl. his maddened gaze made you squirmed

“I’ve been at your father's side for fifteen years, and my father for longer” he said, “and a spoiled little brat is not going to keep me from assuming the lead of this family”

“Let me go” you cried

“You are going to marry me, whether you liked it or not, and before you think about it, good luck finding someone that could help you”

“All of this for power?” you asked, “Let it all burn to the ground I’m not marrying you!” 

“I’m going to be the boss, and no one is going to ruin this for me” 

“You are never going to be the boss!” you spitted out, anger gripping your every cell, you had never remembered an instance in which you were more angry that you were right now. You released yourself from his grasp and walked until you were behind the desk 

“Oh really?” He drew a smile so wicked it made you shiver. Of all your father’s men, you feared Lloyd the most, not because of his aspect, but because of his silent, deadly and smug demeanor. You knew him and knew what he was capable of, and that’s why you feared and respected him, but now? you were so angry you didn’t care, but you should…

He was on you in a second, with his hand encasing your throat and made you retreat until your back was against the wall. You whined and squirmed, trying to scratch his thick arm, but he was wearing a wool sweater that prevented you from injuring him

“Let me go!” you cried 

“No until you marry me, hell, maybe not even then” he chuckled darkly. His handsome face, his hand on your neck barely squeezing, the single tone of his voice made your thighs clench. You had always found him hellishly attractive, but dangerous, so dangerous. He seemed to read your thoughts, because he smiled wickedly, wrinkles appearing in the corners of his eyes. “I have to confess, I always wanted to do this, claim you, like you belonged to me…” he growled like a raging animal, and in a primal way you felt the danger, not only for your body but for your very soul, he was going to devour you whole. “Because you do”

“No” you whined, staying incredibly still

“I will make you mine then” he growled. He threw you over the desk, the air suddenly left your lungs when he pressed you against the hardwood

“I’m going to take what is mine” he threatened in your ear.

“Please lloyd, be nice” you begged, knowing that you couldn’t stop him, and actually doubting if you even wanted him to stop him. You felt so exposed like this, your dress a little short so your ass was almost uncovered. He held you against his desk with one of his hands behind your neck grabbing you oughly, and the other sneaked under your dress,

“I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll beg me to marry you” he laughed 

“I’ll never…!” he ripped your thighs in a single movement, the sting burned your skin and the sudden chill air in your skin made you tremble, “no please” you begged, squeezing your thighs tighter. You didn’t know if you really wanted to stop him, or if you were scared he’d found how wet you were for him.

It was the latter

“Would you look at that” of course he mocked you, “I haven’t even touched you yet and I can actually see how wet you are without even taking out your panties” you whined hiding your face from him, but nothing could scape him, he was over everything, that’s why he was going to be the boss after all. 

“NO” you moaned, when you felt he sneaky fingers dangerously creeping in the lines of your panties

“I think you need to come to terms with the fact that I’m going to claim you, and you want me to do it” he mocked you, you trembled with a single of his fingers lazyly and barely touched your weeping pussy, almost a light touch was enough to made you moan

“No I don’t, you are not the boss” you wanted to provoke him, you wanted more, you wanted to tip him over the edge

“Let’s see, shall we?” his hand left your underwear and you didn’t like it. 

He touched a single button on the phone right beside your head, a gruff voice greeted Lloyd at the other side 

“Ari, would you be a sunshine and get the men in here?” he asked on the phone, and you trembled under him, squirming and turning like an alligator. 

“No!” you whined, but he only chuckled darkly, resuming his movements under your dress, finally ripping your underwear, “Why…?” a moan escaped your mouth interrupting yourself when you felt his thick fingers entering your pussy, his thumbs pressed on your clit making you cry out in need. You were so wet you thought something embarrassing had happened

“You are right, I will never be the boss” he said simply, “If I don’t assert my dominance now…” the door opened and trough it all your father’s most trusted men walked in, Andy, Ari Levinson, Nick Fowler, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, August Walker… you couldn’t see the rest because your eyes turned to the back of your head when two of his fingers curled inside of you touching and rubbing your g spot making you cum on the spot without a single warning

“Sunshine!” he reprimanded you but with a mocking voice, “You had to give a little preview first” he mocked, “I barely touched her sweet, wet little pussy and she already cummed on my fingers!” he told the rest. And you whined trying to hide your face from their heated gazes. The shame was overpowering your pleasure, tears threatened to burn your eyes.

“C'mon Sunshine” he purred in your ear, “give them a show, prove them that you are mine” his fingers kept moving, provoking, exploring. You felt his weight on your back, “Can’t wait to make you cum on my mouth” and the ghost feeling of his mustache on your clit make you tingle against him, and you wondered how good it must feel.

“´Lloyd” you called

“What do you want, baby?” he asked,

“You” you moaned, wiggling your hips. You heard laughs and chuckled, but you focused on the feeling of your body instead, if not you were going to cry

“You want me?” he asked

“Yes please” you whispered. And he chuckled

“How can I say no to that?” the fingers left your pussy, his other hand still having you by the back of your neck. Single handedly you heard him unbuckle his belt and opening his fly

“Andy, you are ordained, right?” he asked 

“That’s right” you heard him answer 

“Can you marry us while she is cumming around my cock?” he asked

“Your orders boss”

“That’s damn right,” he said, pleased. grabbing his cock and ruining it with your weeping entrance. You buckle your hips at his rhythm. “Well gentleman, as you can see, I’m staking my claim” in one single push he was buried inside you to the hilt. You screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. Because no matter how wet you were, his cock was so thick and big it still burned when he split you open for him

“Shit!” you cursed biting your lower lip, closing your eyes tightly as you felt every vein, every ridge, and his tip kissing your cervix

“Holy shit this pussy is so good” he moaned darkly, one of his hands grabbing your hip so tight you knew it was going to leave a mark. “It’s squeezing me like a fist” 

“Lloyd” you cried, begged him, to move or to do something, because you knew that when he does, you were going to feel fucking amazing. You wanted to reach him, to touch him, but you couldn’t because of your position, the edge of the desk marking your thighs, your own body constricting your rib cage… but that all came to second place as you felt him retrieve himself and then thrust into you again, a slap sound could be heard in the room. His groin slapping against your ass. you moaned loudly, not hiding anymore how good he was making you feel. 

He started a rough tandem, drawing sounds you had never made before. your eyes rolled to the back of your head when his cock rubbed against that special spot. his and left the back of your neck and grabbed your hips, drawing you to him to meet each thrust. 

“Fuck look at her” you heard the voice of Ari Levinson mocking you, watching your every expression your every sound you drew. Lloyd grabbed you by your hair, making you raise your head in the direction of your audience

“Look at her” he demanded, you opened your eyes and you looked at them, “look at her fucked out face” you closed your eyes, trying to zoom them out and just focus on how good you felt. 

You felt an orgasm coming, your pussy clenched around him greedily, you moaned softly when he released you gently, letting you hide your face again in your folded arms.

“Fuck that’s it” he grabbed you by the hair again and made you twist your head in a way he could see your face twisted in pleasure, looking at how good you looked when you cummed

“So hot” he growled, “sweet girl that’s it, give me everything” your juice stained the base of his cock and made his thrusts resound in a squelching sound. 

He took himself off of you, and you whined in protest, not liking it. You didn’t even get to see your audience and he turned you around, opening your legs and placing himself between them. He caressed your thighs gently before he grabbed them and made you stick to his hips. Your pussy colliding with his thick cock. You couldn’t see it, and you really wanted to, but he entered you so easily it was almost embarrassing, barely needing a little push the open you up for him again, the new, more intimate angle made the friccion it even more delicious when he kept his hard pase and rough thrusts. You wanted him against you, you reached for him also wanting to cover yourself from the men, that you could barely see from this new angle 

 and he leaned into you, his forehead pressing against yours. 

His hands encased your ribcage, finally feeling your front. He leaned in to watch your tits bounce over the neckline of your dress. For now it was enough… Now later when he’ll have you all to himself he will take the time to touch you and savor you whole.

“Don’t look at them now, I want your eyes on me when you come undone on my fat cock” he encased your jaw with his hand, his deep blue eyes chilling you to your bone his wicked smile made you tingle even more, losing yourself on his handsome face. “You are going to come again for me baby?”

“It’s too much” you complained, feeling your puffy pussy weeping, so tender, raw and sensitive you were going to pass out

“Are you going to marry me now?” you kept turning and twisting

“No” it was a negative but you couldn’t hold a moan that came with it, the feeling of his thick cock rubbing against your walls were making you feel insanely good, your eyes were turning to the back of your head, and yet another orgasm was creeping on you and you fleetingly thought you were going to lose it. Your consciousness, your mind, your body, all of it. 

“Really?” but as you almost touched the sky with your hands, he pulled out of you, making you whine in need, looking at him with teary eyes and found his mock face, smiling widely at you. You whined touching his black cardigan, demanding he resumed his thrusts

“No, please” you begged, your fingers sneaking under his wool vest and touching the hot skin of his muscled belly 

“What do you want, you little slut?” he mocked

“please” your hands tried to find his cock, and he laughed in your face, mocking you, “keep doing it” you begged 

“Are you seeing this?” he asked, looking at his men, many of them were touching themselves over their dress pants, many had their cocks out, and were shamelessly masturbating, “This little slut begging is something else” he turned his gaze back at you 

“I’m not a slut” you protested

“That’s right, you are only mine” he entered you again and an inhuman sound left your lips. your walls grabbed him like a vice. And he amazed himself of how much he wanted to cum inside you. Something similar flied through your mind you wanted to cum, but the gaze of all of them on you wouldn’t let you 

“Please Lloyd” you cried, your shame of being watched couldn't let you relax, “I’m marrying you” you promised, begging him with your eyes. his eyes looked in your for any signs of a lie, but couldn’t find any, his thumb caressed your cheek, and then he looked up to the group of men. He stilled his movements, leaving himself seated inside of you 

“Get out” demanded to his men, and they all even looked shocked, that he would draw the line there after all of it, “GET THE FUCK OUT!” He shouted making you wince and they left the room like it was on fire. When the door clicked shut after the last one, he looked down at you, in his eyes where something other than malice and desire, something more… human

“I’m going to make you mine,” he sentenced. “This is where you belong, right under me” his sudden tenderness made you swallow your own words, as he resumed his movements, his eyes never leaving yours, his hands encased your face, keeping you in place gently, “You are mine” you just nodded, “say it” he demanded

“I’m yours” you said lowly 

“You are going to marry me” he said then

“I’m going to marry you” you mumbled, your eyes trying to manifest him that you weren’t lying, you didn’t know if it was the pleasure, or fear 

“You are going to have my babies” he demanded then

“I’m going to have your babies” you confirmed

“I’m going to keep you nice and bred all the fucking time” he growled his wicked smile appearing again as he leaned in and kissed you. 

It was the first time he ever kissed you. His mustache tickled you making you smile against his mouth. and he chuckled darkly, grabbing you by the neck and pushed you until you were against the wood, taking your breath away when he separated himself from you

“I’m going to take care of you” he promised, “say it, believe it”

“You are going to take care of me” you whispered, and he smiled, kissing you again, this time, he didn’t release you and instead he fucked you rougher, faster, the tip of his cocks grazing your special spot every single time, you moaned on his mouth wantonly, needed him, your arms hugged him drawing him more tightly against you. Your legs wrapped around his middle, keeping him even closer to you. not wanting him to let you go. And just like that, your orgasm creeped out on you, your walls tightening around him, strangled his cock inside you. 

“That’s it baby” when he separated himself from you a thin line of saliva still joined your hungry mouths

“Lloyd” you called like a prayer, looking into his eyes

“Fuck!” he yelled, with a last hard thrust he stilled inside you, cumming so hard, hot spurts of him cum painting your walls. “Shit Sunshine” he whined letting himself fall over your. You hugged him tightly against you, like you didn’t want him to separate from you, you didn’t want to let him go. “That’s it Pumpkin, sweet girl” he kissed your forehead, “FUck, I never cummed that hard before, shit” his stormy blue eyes found yours. And as you regained your breaths, you gazed upon one another. He kissed you again. more swiftly but no less powerful

You whined when he took himself off of you. Not liking the emptiness he left 

“Don’t worry honey, I’ll be inside of you soon enough” he said with his gruff voice

You felt his thick seed dripping from your hole and down your thighs. Making you moan, repressing the need to collect it with your fingers, Lloyd did it for you, and then he fed it to you, rubbing his fingers in your mouth, and smiled widely when you licked his fingers, tasting his seed and moaning because of his salty taste

“That’s a good wife” he mocked, he actually helped you with your dress, putting it back in place and helped you on your feet. You whined again when your lack of pantis made you feel his cum dripping down your thighs, staining them

“Lloyd” you cried, but not even knew what you wanted from him, you looked into his eyes and he smiled softly, encasing your face with his hands, and leaned in to kiss you softly

“Mine” he growl against your mouth

“Yours” you confirmed, he lets go off you

“Now I need to talk to the men, so wifey, smile and go make me a nice dinner” he whispered derogatorily in your ear, spanking your ass, encouraging you to leave the office, the men outside smiling knowingly when they saw you, but they bowed with their heads as you passed by them. You were the wife of the boss now. 

You heard the men laugh when they saw you could barely walk out of the study, hearing Lloyd

“Now, you all are going to pledge your allegiance to me” he demanded as you kept walking towards the kitchen to talk to the staff about the new order in the house

He was the boss now. And you were no longer the dutiful daughter, now you were the dutiful wife. 

I've wanted to write about the clit tickler for a while now, and I will do it again! muajaja

You fixed the collar of your dressing shirt as you walked down the stairs, you missed the feeling of the suit against your skin. You got to the first floor of the manor, ready to ask your personal driver to bring your car around. You walked by the home office, knowing Lloyd was there but trying to pass by unnoticed

It didn’t work

“What do you think you’re doing?” you stopped in your tracks to look back at your “husband”, bag and cellphone in hand, stilettos in your feet and dressed in a tailored chanel suit 

“It’s my first day back at work” you explain simply, walking back to him, entering the study. He was accompanied by Ari, August and Bucky, and they all seemed like they just entered an action movie with a bag of popcorn. Lloyd also looked entertained by you, like you were amusing

“You didn’t ask my permission, wife” he growled, his eyes shiny and his face serious for one second to the next. You snickered like he had said the most amusing thing in the world 

“Why would I?” you asked then, raising an eyebrow as you saw his twitch in annoyance 

“You aren’t going back to work” he said firmly

“I don’t have to do anything you tell me to” You said defiantly. He walked towards you, but you stood your ground. “I am the youngest female CEO in the industry and I will go back to my office, I will go back to work” you said firmly. You didn’t back down when he walked towards you until you felt his warm breath in your face. With what you’d only describe as a “shit eating grin” he leaned in until his mustache tickles your ear

“The only work you’re gonna be doing is working your hips up and down my fat cock” he whispered in your ear making you feel goosebumps 

“You are disgusting,” you said back, feeling flustered and embarrassed. Taking steps back to get away from him

“You are my wife now, and you’ll do as I say” he demanded, “Or you want me to fuck you in front of my men again?” he asked, and that’s when you saw red

You grabbed the first thing you can get your hands on, a crystal base and you threw it against the wall right besides Lloyd’s head 

“That was a half a million dollar base” he growled

“That’s what I made in two months, it means nothing to me” you mumbled, and then you walked away from him. He didn’t chase you but somewhat that made you even more nervous. You somehow knew you were going to pay for this.

It was a long drive to the company from your home that was in the outskirts of the city, and while you drove there, you couldn't even imagine what Lloyd was doing

As soon as you walked into one of the biggest buildings in the city, you were received with the news that the board itself had reunited, and was summoning you. Could it be? 

You took the elevator to the very last floor, to the main conference room, and there they were, the board of the company. All old men.

After unpleasant greeting, you stood in front of all of them like you were on trial, and you were

“We have decided to fire you as a CEO of Marvel Co.” said Ross

“On what grounds?” you asked then, your knee shaking under you.

“We fear that you don’t have the best interest of the company at heart, and the majority of the shareholders had decided towards your termination” the mayor shareholder had been your father, which means….

“I'm also a mayor shareholder” you fighted

“This was a unanimous decision” they sentenced

You walked into your office to find Lloyd seated on your desk

“What are you doing here?” you whined, cleaning the tears that threatened to fall 

“I told you” he said dangerously, standing, looking straight at you, “You weren’t going to work anymore”

“So you used your shares to have me fired?” you asked, a single tear finally fell down your cheek, he pouted at you, mockingly

“Don’t cry wifey” he said condescently, “I told you you have enough work at home”

“Fuck you” you snapped, walking towards him and your desk, to grab your things. Today had been the most humiliating day you’d ever had in your life, you tried to concentrate on grabbing your pencils and knick knacks, until you felt him at your back, grabbing your hips. You drop everything when he turned you around to face him, you couldn’t even look him in the eye

“You'll do as I say” he demanded, searching for your gaze but you avoided him. And you felt trapped, not only physically but if you backed down now, he was going to end up controlling every aspect of your life, and you didn’t want that to happen, but also, you didn’t quite know how to stop him 

“What if I don’t want to?” you whispered

“It pretty much ends up like this” he said, pleased with the situation and himself, “what is it with you and desks, uh?” 

“Lloyd wait” you pleaded but he didn’t hear you as he grabbed your ass and made you sit on the edge of the desk, he spread your thighs opening you up for him. The skirt of your suit hunching up around your waist 

“No more waiting” he rasped against your ear as he opened up his fly. He growled when he felt your panties, “What the fuck did I said?” he demanded, looking at you with a look that made you squirm

“No underwear” you muttered, but you couldn’t do it, it was improper, what if somebody saw? you squealed when he ripped your panties in one harsh movement, burning the insides of your thighs

“Bad wife” he was so indignant he almost spat in your mouth, grabbing your jaw making you look into his eyes while he split you open with his fat cock. You whimpered because you weren’t quite prepared, but the pleasure outran the pain making you moan and squirm, unconsciously trying to get out of his hold, but he only grabbed your hip and push you back towards him, impaling you further, making you whimper

“I told you” he threatened, “I’m going to keep you bred all the fucking time” he started pounding into you roghly but slowly, made you feel every inch of his cock. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you moaned loudly. You thanked the heavens that the walls of your office were soundproof. “You have enough work at home” he chuckled against your ear

“I don’t want that” you managed to moan, “please”

“Your only work now is to please me, and what please me is to ruin you” he grabbed you by the neck and pushed you down until you were totally against your glass desk, and he over you, looking down at you and drilling into you roughly, moving the desk and everything on it. Pounding into you roughly your skin slapping against his. You felt your orgasm quickly building

“We have to make this quick” he mocked, “Somebody could walk in any second now” you squealed in surprise when you felt his finger finding your clit and rubbing it furiously. YOu whimpered and twisted under him, feeling so overwhelmed by the amazing pleasure, feeling a tension building in your lower belly, and then, you just let go…

You squirted, you had never done that before and you were terrified, open your eyes to look at Lloyd, who, contrary to your believe, was looking like he won the lottery

“Who knew you had this in you wifey” he mocked, he kept pounding into you until he cum, staying deep inside you, cumming deep in your belly.

You had to walk out of your office under the gaze of everyone in there, they all clearly knew what was happening there and you couldn’t help but look down as Lloyd pushed you down the hall with a sad box of your office belongings and his cum dripping down your thighs. 

You get into the black SUV alongside Lloyd, you tried to avoid at all costs, curlining yourself up against the door on the other side

“Are you mad wifey?” he mocked, you only whimpered, wanting to cry, “You’ll see that you’ll find your new job more pleasant and fulfilling” 

“Ok” you just mumbled, not wanting to engage with him leaning into the glass of the car’s door. You felt watched but not only by Lloyd, you looked forward and you saw the stormy look of Ari looking back at you through the rearview mirror. So you cleaned the tears as they left your eyes and tried to look away, feeling embarrassed and watched.

He threw you gently over the bed, you bounced on the mattress, your eyes not leaving his looming form.

“I see that you are having trouble adjusting to your new reality,” he said, taking off his shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest and arms. You looked at him and couldn’t hide the hunger in your eyes. It would be lying if you say you didn’t desired him

“I want to go to work” your protested, at this point you thought you did it only to provoke him further 

“You want to work? I’ll give you work, I’m going to give you my baby to keep you busy” He grabbed your skirt and pull it off of you, he already kidnapped your panties so suddenly you were naked for the waist down, and then he ripped your silk dressing shirt off of you, and then your bra, leaving you naked under him 

“I’m going to stuff you silly” he threatened, “until the only thing in your brain is me and my cum” you moaned spreading your legs for him under his wide smile 

“Lloyd” you called, and that was enough for him to dive into you, he didn't even take his pants off but he did open his fly fast and desperate to have you, to possess you. You brought him towards you kissing him roughly, the anger and hate you felt towards him morphing into lust and desire, and nothing was better than a good hate fuck. 

He entered his digits in your weeping pussy, testing how wet you were and he smiled wickedly at you

“Do you get turn on by your baby daddy degrading you? uh?” you nodded, grinding your hips on his hand, begging for more friction, “You dumb cumslut” his filthy wods made you even more needy and wet

“Yes” you begged, “Only for you daddy” you moaned wantonly, grinding even harder, he fingered you roughly, while his thumb caressed your clit making you shriek in pleasure. “Please”

“Please what?” he mocked

“Please daddy give me your babies” you whined. Almost reaching your climax, he stopped, making you whimper

“You are cumming around my cock” he said, pleased, and waiting no longer he retrieved his fingers to be quickly replaced by his thick cock. He split you open in one long thrust and you wondered if you were ever going to get accustomed to his thick shaft, it was always a stretch, “You are going to drain me?”

“Yes” you moaned when the tip of him reached your cervix. Your eyes turned to the back of your head when he retreaded and thrusted into you again, making you whimper 

“I’m going to fuck my cum deep into your belly” 

“Do it” you invited him, grabbing him by the back of his neck and drawing him back to kiss him. His mustache tickled you and you moaned when you remembered how good it felt when he rubbed you raw with it while he ate your pussy. 

He fucked into you so roughly the bed moved back and forth, the bedframe hitting the wall so hard you thought he wa going to break, and maybe it did, but you wouldn’t know becaue you were so lost in the pelsure of havin hit your g spot over and over again you lost your mind.

“My pretty little cumdump” he growled against your mouth, “are you going to make me a daddy?”

“Yes!” 

“You sure?” 

“Yes please Lloyd” your legs wrapped around his waist trapping him against you

“Fuck!” he screamed, just as you reached your climax he did his, his seed painting your inner walls and warming your womb. He stood still looking down at you. With little lighting his looming figure was scary and intimidating, you felt small trapped under him and between his arms, he was still inside you, and it made you whimper. After a short minutes he retrieved himself from you, the empty and stickiness he left behind mde you whine

“Silly little wife, look at this mess” he cooed, you tried to shrink under his heated gaze, looking at his cum dripping down your weeping hole. “You have to keep it inside you dumb whore” you whined in potest as he pushed back inside you all his seed with his fingers and afterwards he close your legs tightly as a way to keep it inside you 

“It’s too much” you protested, he only smiled wickedly as he could even see a swell in your lower belly, he leaned in, stuffing his dirty fingers in your mouth, you moaned as you sucked on his fingers leaving them clean. He then slapped your fuck out face.

“Look at you” he mocked, pleased with himself, “your brain melted by all that cum” 

“Lloyd” you called, feeling the need for an aftercare, wanted to be held by him, but he only dressed himself, fixing his pants and putting his shirt back on

“I don't want you wearing more suits around the house” he said, mocking, “only skirts and dresses, no underwear” he grabbed you by the jaw and made you look at him, “Is that clear?”

“Yes husband” you muttered, and he was pleased, releasing you

“I have work to do” he threw at you, “I’ll be back and I expect dinner at 8 and set the table for 6” and just like that he left you alone. 

With a lonely whimper you stood up, having trouble walking towards the bathroom but you did. You cleaned yourself up taking a long shower

You looked down at the set table looking for any imperfections. In the manor you had many maids and cooks who did it all for you, but still you made sure everything was perfect. 

Just in time Lloyd entered the dining room, followed by Andy, August, Nick and Steve Rogers

He grabbed you softly by the neck and kissed you as a greeting.

“Hello wife, everything looks great” he purred against your lips

“Thank you” you whispered, smiling softly. You looked at your guests and greeted them as well, just Andy came close to you to give you a short kiss on your cheek

“Marriage looks good on you” he winked and then turned to take his place on the table. Lloyd of course sat at the head, and you on his right side, and the rest sat all around you. 

They started talking about businesses and shipping, you knew that meant drugs and other darker things so you tried not to pay attention, that was until he started talking about overseas cargo

“I don’t know how he did it” Lloyd admitted, and you chuckled because you did knew how your father did it before him, it was a simple but infalible shipping technique. But they all kept quiet and you felt their gaze on you, you looked up at Lloyd scared, and he seemed so angry it made you shiver

“I know how he did it” you explained, and he only raise an eyebrow, “He hid the cargo on barrels of car oil” you whispered, “But now that the DEA knows his hideouts, I would just send it hidden in dust chemicals…” but gasped in surprise when Lloyd grabbed you by the neck 

“You wanna work now sweetheart?” he squeezed lightly, clearly upset that you undermined him in front of his men, “Wanna warm my cock for our friends to see?” he asked then, but you shook your head rapidly, looking down at the table

“No husband, m’sorry” you mumbled, and he made a pleased sound looking at the others like he showed them a trick his pet just executed perfectly. 

“Silly little wife, are you even pregnant yet?” he asked then, kept teasing you, “She drained my cock twice today already” he told the rest, “Let's both stick to what we are good at, right Angel?”

“Yes, sorry” you muttered, and he released you. You felt the heated gaze of the rest of the men on the table, but chose to ignore it. You knew he was going to be more angry if you just walked out in the middle of dinner, so you just lowered your gaze and played with your food in silence, playing deaf to his snickers and filthy comments on you.

After finishing dessert, Lloyd invited them to the library, where it was custom to drink whiskey and smoke cigars, and you weren’t invited. They all smiled wickedly at you and left you, Lloyd didn’t move, he leaned into you tickling his mustache on your cheek

“Com’ere” he purred. You looked at him scared of him, sitting back at his chair, and patting his thighs, he wanted you to sit on your lap. But before you could, he opened his fly and took out his hard cock, pumping himself lazyly, waiting for you

“Your friends are waiting” you whispered, but he only smiled

“Now, wifey” In a second he made you sat on his lap, with your skirt hunched around your waist and pleased discovering you weren’t wearing any underwear just like he told you to

“Lloyd” you cried, not being able to see him, giving your back to him made it even more enticing as you felt the tip of his fat cock searching your entrance, rubbing itself between your folds. 

He placed it on your entrance and then grabbed your hips, making you impale yourself on him, whimpering as you did. You couldn’t hide your moan, and frankly, you didn’t care who might hear it

“I know this turns you on” he growled in your ear, enticing you to move your hips faster, “admit it turns you on to be my housewife” he pushed his hips forwards impaling you, and grabbing your hips making you stay like that, with him deep inside you. You just moaned, wanting to keep riding him. “Say it”

“I like it” you admitted, with all the sorrow of your independent heart, “I do like it” you leaned back until your back was all against his chest and your head against his shoulder you drop a lazy kiss on his cheek due to the angle and he only chuckled

“That’s my wifey” he said, pleased, moving your hips again on top of him. You placed your feet on the ground to have leverage and he moved his hand to place it in your lower belly. He pushed gently, feeling himself deep inside your belly

“Do you feel that?” he asked against your ear. You just managed to moan as you searched for your climax, fucking yourself in him, riding him roughly. Wet sounds filled the room as you grew desperte feeling the climax built inside you 

“I’m going to fuck you dumb into my perfect little wife and mommy” 

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It finally happened! Lloyd was going to be so happy, or at least you hoped so

You had been feeling hellish lately, so after months of unprotected sex you kind of expected it, so when you took that test and it came back positive, you were almost relieved

You were pregnant

You had to tell Lloyd, so you asked Ari to drive you to the HQ of the family company where he worked and had his office. Once you reached the building everyone greeted you as you made your way towards his office on the last floor.

You walked in without even knocking, you thought this was way more important that anything that might be happening inside Lloyd’s office

But as soon as you saw the people inside it, you felt like it was, you felt like you interrupted. Lloyd´s secretary, a gorgeous voluptuous woman who wore her white blouse too tight and her pencil skirt too short was leaning over him, who was seated on his office chair as her tits were in his line of vision. She had clearly opened two extra buttons so Lloyd had to only lean in a little more to see her nipples

They looked at you like you were interrupting something, they weren’t even touching, but you knew there were going to, you recognized that look on your husband’s face

“Hey wifey” he greeted after clearing off his throat, she stood up from her leaning position and she kinda turned away from you to fix her shirt.

“Hey” your voice came out broken, and sad, as a tightening sensation got a hold on your chest, it was clear now, that he was cheating on you, or wanted to at least 

“You came to visit me pumpkin?” he asked, his demeanor playful and prideful like always, like you hadn't just now walk in on him starting at his secretary’s boobs like he was about to jump between them

“Ah yeah” you whispered, staying still on your spot. You held tighter on the positive test you had on your hand, but you hid it up the sleeve of the jacket you were wearing, not that he didn’t notice you were hiding something. “But I’m clearly interrupting” 

You left right then, not being able to look him in the face, not caring for his reaction, you just wanted to leave, this office, this tower. You couldn’t hide your whimper when you got into the elevator, and the last thing you saw before the door closed was his face, he had followed you to the lift but couldn’t catch you. 

You didn’t know if it was your ego, or your heart that got bruised. You didn’t think you loved Lloyd, but you did think you meant something to him, it had never crossed your mind that he would cheat on you, you thought these mafia guys had this special loyalty to them. So it was your ego, and you were so proud this hurt even more. You walked out of the building to find Ari talking to some of the guys. When he saw you he looked surprised, perhaps were the bitter tears that fell from your eyes

“What’s the matter?” he asked

“Take me home, now” you demanded, opening your own door and jumping on the car. Without another word, he got in the car and started it

“May I ask what happened?” Since Ari took you from your house to the office in the first place, he already knew what you were going to tell Lloyd, that you were expecting his first child.

“Did you all know?” you asked back, Ari looked at you through the rearview mirror, “Do you all know he cheats on me and take pleasure in my ignorance?” you asked then

“He doesn't” he said firmly, “He would never…” 

“Because I found him about to” you said mindlessly

“With who?” he asked, clearly surprised 

“That secretary, the one that could stop traffic with her gorgeous body” you mentioned

“She always is throwing herself at us, and to Lloyd, but I never thought he would take that…”

“She was my father’s secretary” you mentioned, “He fucked her too” 

“Did you catch him like… with his pants down?” he asked then, almost fearful. like he was also disappointed in the betrayal

“No” you answered truthfully, “He was staring down her cleavage like he was going to jump in it” you muttered, “I’m not an idiot… I recognize that look on his face…”

“I know for a fact he wouldn’t fuck her” he said firmly

“But he lets her throw herself at him like that” you accused

“Did you at least get to tell him?”

“I didn’t” you answered, “at least when I do he can finally leave me alone to go fuck whoever he pleases, since his job is going to be complete”

“Don’t talk like that, he loves you, and wouldn’t do that to you” 

“You know what? I don’t care” and just like that, Ari left you alone all the way back home. 

. . .

Tonight you had a fundraiser, an event the company held to make it look like you cared for saving the sharks while they deal drugs underneath the table

You remembered fondly how your father was sitting in his study while you strode in, 5 years old, telling him a gruesome story you saw at discovery channel, that the poor sharks were hunted for their fins, brutally maimed and then thrown back in the sea while they can’t swim and drown, so you gave him the perfect cover for the event, a fundraiser to save sharks

It did save the sharks, building a multimillion dollar sanctuary, but whatever.

You sat in front of your vanity to do your makeup, while glancing at the clock, you knew Lloyd was going to be home soon, so you wanted to be ready, not wanting to face him, not wanting to fight or argue, you just didn’t have the strength. You were going to play along.

Well, you did spend most of the morning puking and you felt like shit, your thrill for the fight was long gone

“You look beautiful sweetheart” you jumped when you heard Lloyd, who was leaning into the doorframe of the bathroom

“Thanks” you whispered turning your attention back to the mirror to try place the blending powder

“You ran off this morning” that teasing voice really just made you want to puke some more

“Well, Andy told me you had back to back meetings all morning so, I didn’t want to interrupt” you explain and the lie came out of your mouth so fast it amazed you

“Oh, well, we can skip this boring fundraiser if you want, want me to take you to dinner instead?”

“I want to go” you said firmly, “It meant a lot to me and to my father”

“Of course” he places his big hand on your naked shoulders and leaned in to kiss your temple, “What color is your dress?” he asked

“Beat you to it” you answered as you now were concentrating in the shade of your eyes, “Already pick 4 choices of tie that match, they are on your closet with your suit” He smiled wickedly in the reflection

“Aren’t you sweet?” he left you alone to go get dressed now, and you appreciated that he didn’t acknowledge the little scene in the office, you appreciated he didn’t want to kick you while you were down, perhaps he was appreciating that you didn’t make a scene, that you were compliant. You wanted to cry.

He was your husband!

Yours!

Perhaps it wasn’t your ego but your heart, perhaps you wanted him all to yourself

Perhaps you cared he was going to be the father of the baby that was growing inside of you. You both dressed in silence, and when you were ready you exited the room and walked together outside where the car was waiting for you. 

You were already inside the car when he grabbed your hand and took it towards his lap, he just left it there, without any dark intentions

“You left the office pretty quickly in the morning” he murmured casually

“I told you, Andy told me…”

“Bullshit” he chuckled, “You wanted to tell me something”

“No” you whispered, “I wanted to have lunch at Pissano’s, so I stopped by to see if you wanted to join me” 

“Are you having cravings, pumpkin?” he murmured cheekily

“No,” you muttered simply. You felt so petty, hiding this from him because you were angry and hurt, but it didn’t seem like the time

“You sure pumpkin?” he insisted, “is there nothing you want to tell me?” you found Ari’s look in the rearview mirror, thinking he might had betrayed you, but you shook your head

“I wanted to invite you to lunch” you said slowly, “But I walked in on you wanting to eat something else” you spitted out, and he froze were he sat, but then he just chuckled

“Is that why you are so grumpy with me?” 

“Leave me alone Lloyd” you felt like you were being cornered, or bullied, and you didn’t like it. He sighed in surrender, or boredom

“Whatever you think you saw, you didn’t”

“I saw enough” you snapped

“I’m not banging the secretary” he growled

“You know he used to fuck my dad too” you said bitterly. You heard him sigh loudly

“I’m not fucking her” he said clearly, but not raising his voice

“I don’t care Lloyd” you muttered

“Tell me what you wanted to tell me this morning” he demanded, leaning into you

“I have nothing to say”, you answered back, he looked at you intently, like he wanted to read into your own thoughts

“You sure darling?” his hot hand landed on your leg, causing your very skin to tingle. He wasn’t an idiot, you knew he might even have suspicions of what you might tell him. 

“We are here” saved by the arrival at the venue, you almost jumped out of the limo. The flashes of cameras and paparazzi hit you like a brick, you smiled shyly, waving a little and fixed your dress, you walked inside the venue leaving Lloyd behind you, not caring if he was following you or not. 

But you felt his hand on your lower back, helping you up the stairs of the natural history museum, and you smiled at all the people who were there to greet you, throwing questions at you, flashing their cameras at your face, but you were used to it.

The ball started without any complications, soon it was time for a heartfelt speech you had wrote, telling all the people gathered how much this event meant for you and for your father, and about the sanctuary you had built with the money gathered and how you planned on making it even bigger every year, accepting more species of sea animals, and Whale Sharks for the next season.

You look at your side in the midst of applause to look at Lloyd, but he was whispering with his secretary at his side, they seemed serious, like they were talking about work, you got distracted, but soon placed back on track to finish your speech

As soon as people started clapping, Lloyd realized the apparently boring speech was over, and clapped too 

You ignored him when he offered you his hand to get down from the podium, instead were congratulated by the scientists, veterinarians and other people on the board of your organization. 

but you occasionally looked his way, and he was with that blonde stuck to his side, even as he spoke to other people. 

He had pulled you out of any dealings with the company, you guessed he wanted to do the same with you and the organization as well, he was not in his element, you guessed he didn’t like that. And you got sad all of a sudden. You looked at the glass of champagne you held in your hand, you were not drinking it, you held it for image only. 

Is that how is was going to be

You hand went instinctively to your belly

Is this how it was going to be?

He told you he loved you, and yet he didn’t show it, he was talking to all the women he could find in the night

You were only an obligation, a part of the contract for him to inherit all of it, you were just part of his job. 

You could hide it any longer, you excused yourself and walked to the nearest bathroom, that luckily for you, was empty, and huge. You hid behind a wall on the other side, where there was eats, and a dressing table. 

You used your hand to stifle a moan

Perhaps it wasn’t just your ego, perhaps your heart was getting compromised.

You were all in with Lloyd, you had married him, you were pregnant by him, you didn’t want it to be just business, you wanted him by your side.

But he preferred the company of his secretary

He preferred the company of other women, perhaps that is why he made sure Ari was with you at all times, and he got so late to the house. 

“Pumpkin, you there?”, you gasped when you heard his voice, you quickly turned towards the mirror and wiped your tears expertly, not leaving signs in your make up

“I’ll be there shortly”, you said professionally, like you were talking to some unknown person

“Don’t give me that”, he mocked, turning the corner and finding you, “what is the matter?”, he asked, genuinely concerned 

“Its nothing”, you said, “I’m just tired”, he sighed, holding you, making you look at him

“Why are you crying?”, you couldn’t hide it from him

“Its nothing”, you dismissed it, but he wouldn’t let go

“I’m not banging the secretary”, he said, bored 

“Is not that”, you didn't even cared at this point, it could be the secretary, or it could be other hundred women

“Please honey”

“I’m pregnant”, you said, but he wasn’t surprised, he almost expected it, he chuckled

“And you didn’t want to tell me because…?”, he teased, you only looked down

“Lloyd, this is something else”, you told him, raising your eyes to look at him, “the games are over”

“What do you mean?”, he asked, looking concerned

“You are in or out, Lloyd”, you warned, and he frowned

“What do you mean…?”

“We are going to be parents”, you explained, “you are going to be a father, Lloyd”, you said seriously, “and this marriage, it seems like is a game to you”, a fresh badge of tears filled your eyes, “I get it, you married me because of the inheritance, but this is something else, we rather try to make this work like a real marriage, or you get out and we can co-parent, but I will give this baby the best household I can…”, and he interrupted you by kissing you gently.

He hugged you tightly against him, kissing you gently, with love, with passion 

When you separated, he was looking into your eyes with a devotion you had never seen before

“I’m all in baby”, he whispered against your lips, “you are giving me everything I ever wanted, I haven’t touched nobody else since we got hitched, and I promise I never will”, he sentenced, “I will kick that woman out, hell, I will kick every woman in the entire building if that is what you want”, he promised, you only nodded, “I did find it entertaining her throwing herself at me, and I did saw it as a game, but you are right”, he said, serious this time, no more games. 

“The games are over”, he said, clearly and plainly, “this is serious, this time, we have eight months until our little one is with us, and we need to work on this, to make it work”, you smiled brightly

“Really?”, you asked

“Anything you want”, he compromised, “I’m all in baby”

“All in”, you whispered as a prayer 

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You threw off the old furniture and those poor animals you donated to a natural history museum, to make pace for your new furniture. But before you could take them in, you needed to repaint the room. 

You loved what you were doing, that even after picking a color and scheme, you started doing the painting yourself. The room was taller than a normal one, so soon you found yourself climbing on a ladder stretching beyond safety to reach the furthest corner of the room.

It all happened like in slow motion, you pushed yourself a little higher since there was only a small spot missing of paint, and your foot slipped off the ladder. you lost your footing and you feel about 6 feet down. You didn’t even felt the hit on the hardwood floor at first because of the adrenalin, but the ladder feel alongside you and the big bucket of paint, creating a mess that resounded throughout all the house 

In a second a sweet maid and one of Lloyd’s guards that roamed around the house all day found you on the floor, they ran towards you to help you up

“I’m fine!” you giggled, but when the adrenaline dissipated you felt a sharp pain in your elbow and shoulder. The guard grabbed you gently and took you to the continuing living room, laying you down on the big couch. He immediately called Ari, who also was around the premises, and he ran to your side

“What happened?” he demanded, wiping wild hairs out of your face to take a better look

“I'm fine, ouch!” you complained when he touched your bruised elbow, “I fell from the ladder”

“No you're not, I’m calling the boss, and a medic”

“That is not necessary” you whined, but when you tried to move your arm you moaned in pain. Ari shook his head and took his cell phone out of his pocket

It ranged two times before Lloyd answered 

“What?”

“She is hurt” there was a dangerous silence 

“What happened? is she ok?”

“She fell from a ladder, her arm hurts, I’m going to call a doctor”

“Call the doctor first dammit” he barked, mad out of his mind, “I’m on my way” Lloyd hung up and Ari knew he was going to get an earful, but before any more time went by he called a doctor. Bruce Banner answered immediately and agreed to come as soon as he could, warning to let you laying down and not move

“Lloyd is going to kill me but both are on their way” warned Ari, smiling warmly at you

“This isn’t necessary”

“Your arm hurts when you move it, I think it is” he insisted 

You whined when a sharp pain ran through your entire limb

“Shit!” you cursed

“Stay still, ok?”

Even though the office was roughly half an hour from the house with no traffic, at fifteen you heard tires screeching outside at the entrance, and then a car door closing, and a lot of screaming from Lloyd. You whined beforehand because you knew what may come your way.

You heard his lud voice calling everyone an incompetent, Ari frowned, him too preparing for hat was about to happen. Lloyd soon appears through the double doors, looking frantically for you.

“Hey pumpkin” he greeted. As soon as he saw you his face turned soft, his eyes shiny with concern as he took long steps to reach you. He held your face gently between his hands and looked at you with those baby blues, “Are you hurt?” he asked, you shook your head

“My arm hurts a little bit but I’m okay” He pouted and leaned in and kissed your forehead soundly. 

“the doc it’s on its way ok?” he whispered

“Really, I´m fine” you assured, he took a seat right besides you, caressing your head, “You shouldn’t have come” 

“Don’t ever say that” he told you, “I wanted to see for myself if you were ok” you tried to sit up on the couch but he held you down softly, “Stay down pumpkin, you could have hit your head or something”

“No I didn’t”

“I don't care, let the doctor check you out, ok?” he asked, and his face told you he wouldn’t take no for an answer, so you leaned down, and let yourself be caressed softly by him, “Don’t move your arm” 

“You didn’t have to, really,” you muttered. He looked at you with something you identified as pitty

“I did” he insisted, “you are hurt” 

“It was stupid” you cursed, “I was painting”

“I can see that” he said with a smile, your jeans and tshirt were all painted with your favorite color

“My office is looking good” you told him with sparkly eyes, the pain was catching on to you with the adrenaline leaving

“I'm sure” he murmured, “You have great taste sweetheart” he smiled warmly at you and you smiled back, but a sharp pain made your face twist in pain 

“Shit!” you cursed trying to touch your shoulder with the other hand but made it worse 

“Stay still” he growled, annoyed by your disobedience

The doctor arrived shortly after in the middle of apologies for his delay and mumbles, he seemed nervous, and well, you’d be nervous too if you got a home office to the house of one of the most notorious mobsters in the city

“You are late” Lloyd growled at the doctor, “she is in pain”

“I’m so very sorry” muttered Bruce, “I didn’t know what I was up against so I had to grab everything I had” he finally let everything he had on his down on the big couch next to you and turn to examine you. 

“Lets see” he muttered, he directed his attention directly to your arm, oh he was good, “Is not broken if it was we wouldn’t be having this conversation” he muttered softly smiling at you, and you nodded, relieved. He looked and moved and you winced and moaned in pain

And you screamed, oh you screamed when he told you you had a dislocated shoulder and had to correct it 

In your deep cloud of pain you even saw Ari trying to grab Lloyd because he wanted to throw himself at the doctor for inflicting so much pain over you, but you must have been dreaming or something, that couldn’t be true 

“Ok, immobilize the arm for a week” he muttered, fixing an arm sling tightly around you to make sure you didn’t move your arm, ‘And I’m giving you these” you almost drowned the pill and water to soothe the pain.

“Is she going to need physical therapy?” Lloyd asked, “I still think we should take an x-ray or something” he said, incredibly fast 

“If after one week for the arm sling and the meds she is still hurting, we will see, ok?” the doctor tried to sooth him, but he was unmovable 

“I think we should see now” the pain meds were kicking in and you felt drowsy and the pain was going away, so you did your best to calm Lloyd down, and he immediately heard you and accompanied the doctor to the exit

“If she hurts some more I’ll have your head” he threatened in a tight hug he gave his long time friend. He only chuckled 

“She will make full recovery I promise, if she has a bad night, you can take her tomorrow to get an x-ray, ok?” Lloyd just growled and nodded, not liking it to test your pain, he realized he didn’t like it when you were hurting, he didn’t like it when you were in pain and he couldn’t do anything to help it.

After seeing the doctor out he came back to you, to found you giggly dropped in the couch, apparently Ari was quite funny when you were in painkillers

“Ok master mason, let’s get you to our room, shall we?” you giggled but let Lloyd help you up the couch 

“You want to have sex!” you blurred out, both men just laughed

“Not like this and you hurt like that” he reassured you, passing an arm around your middle and started to walk towards the stairs, the night had arrives quickly, so Lloyd send for some dinner to be brought up for the both of you

You were embarrassed of being so helpless, you hurt your dominant arm so you became almost useless, almost. Lloyd saw you struggle and help you eat. He fed you gently, and even if you hoped he would crack some joke or be an asshole, but he didn’t, he just smiled wickedly at you as he fed you those fettuccine. 

But after dinner when you tried to get undressed and whined in pain as you moved your arm, he returned to his usual self. 

“What were you doing up that ladder?” he asked then, making you stop your movements. 

“I was painting” you told him, you already had this conversation

“Yes I know but why? why didn’t you hire someone to do it?”

“I was having fun I wanted to do it myself” you told him

“You were working” he grabbed you by your shin and his eyes bore into his disappointment, “I told you not to”

“I was just redecorating” you told him back, feeling like a child being chided by his father, “I can’t be here around doing nothing” 

“you got hurt!” he said it louder than he intended, making you wince, suddenly scared of him, he immediately noticed and lowered his voice and his body language relaxed. “baby…”

“I can’t do anything anymore” a bitter tear rolled down your cheek, you felt so tired, and defeated, and beaten up because of the fall and the painkillers. He seemed regretful

“Yes you can baby, I’m sorry” you looked at him like he had grown two heads

“What?” you asked cautiously 

“I said I’m sorry” he said firmly

He would have never said those words out loud, certainly he had never said them to anyone else, but you weren’t anyone else, you, were you, his wife, the woman waiting for him every night and curled up to him every morning, he loved you, and when he received that call that you were injured his heart almost fell out of his chest. He felt sick at the thought of you being in pain and him not being able to stop it, that’s how he reached the next conclusion…

He loved you

And he was going to lose you if he didn’t stop being such an ass. And he realized he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t lose you, everything else? the dirty businesses, the clean ones, the mansion, they were empty without you. You were worth more than anything else combined. 

He looked at your gorgeous eyes that could make him lose himself in them, and he smiled warmly. Wanting so badly, but looking down at your poor shoulder and arm and he stopped himself from hugging you

“You can do whatever you want in here, it’s your house pumpkin, and I’m sorry” he said again, “When I heard you were hurt I just saw red” 

“I’m sorry for scaring you, I should have gotten help” you admitted back, feeling a strange feel of warmth inside your chest

He was worried for you and your well being

“You do whatever you feel like, ok? Well, after what the doctor said”

“Yes Sir” you muttered, but you smiled wickedly, “But I might need sooooome help” you purred, signaling at your shirt you could take off by yourself because of your injured arm.

Lloyd smiled wickedly, that smile that could turn your legs to jelly. He walked slowly until he was behind you to tuck on the hem of your shirt

“I took the week off you you’ll have me 10 days here pestering you” he said giggly

“you sure?” you asked, “Lloyd that isn’t necessary… the business and the company” you muttered 

“Are in god hands, just like you are now” he seemed to be enjoying himself helping you get undressed, “I think this is a good time to explore those strapless shirts I’ve been telling you about” he purred in your ear as his hands loudly grabs your breast, “So I can have easy access to these” 

“Lloyd” you giggled, he stopped his ministrations leaving a kiss in your shoulder as he helped you get inside of your sleeping shirt slowly and carefully 

“I love you” he whispered, so lowly you didn’t know you heard him for real

“you do?” you asked him, turning to see him to his face, he looked at you like he was embarrassed

“Of course I do” he said back, a little angry you didn't quite believe him

“I love you too,” you whispered. He helped you get inside the covers of the big bed and then he clinded in at your side. 

You laid down on his chest, but a you accommodated he hissed, like if he were on pain

“What?” you asked, moving away immediately, “Are you ok?” you asked

“Yes baby, sorry, don’t worry” he had never hissed like that, so before he could stop you, you grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it, thinking he might be hurt, or have a bruise, but what you found instead made you gasp

He sported a tattoo, a copy of yours, it read, “PROPERTY OF (Y/N)” in the same place, over his ribs

“Lloyd” you called, and when you looked at his face you found him smiling

“It hurted like a bitch pumpkin, I’m sorry” he whispered. You smiled widely and leaned in and kissed him sloppily, just like he liked it 

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But as you opened both your eyes and looked around, even sat on the bed… you didn’t feel nauseous at all, you felt amazing, good, energetic and like some sort of cloud had dissipated from above you 

You stretched like a cat on the bed on the soft sheets, feeling relieved even though you couldn't claim victory yet….

You heard the shower in the master bedroom so you turned to look at the clock on the nightstand… it was 7:00 in the morning, and you smiled thinking Lloyd hadn't left for the office yet

“Sorry Wifey, did I wake you?” you didn’t answer, you were staring at his naked form. He fixed his short hair back as droplets of water ran down his well toned body, getting lost in the v shape of his groin and down his white towel. You swallowed thickly, feeling a tingling sensation travel down your body. You shook your head, answering him and your eyes not leaving the bulge hidden beneath the thick white cloth

The doctor warned you this might happen, your hormones were going crazy and it was going to be normal for you to jump on your husband, you didn’t think it was going to happen, but here you were, not being able to mutter a word and rubbing your thighs together under the sheets. 

“How are you feeling?” he asked then, you finally looked up to his face and you saw it twisted in what you could only describe as a mocking grin, his eyebrow raised, a side smile.

“Good” you whispered. With wide opened eyes and mouth slightly opened. Were you just noticing right now how handsome he was? Has he ever been this hot? Your eyes trailed down his body once again, and you noticed his hand traveling closely to the end of the towel

“I’m leaving soon honey” he teased, “I'm going to be gone the rest of the day, is there something you may want from me before I leave?”, suddenly your mouth was dry

“Oh mmm, I don’t think so” you managed to say. He chuckled darkly

“Sure? Your pupils are so blown out you look like a cute little kitten” he mocked

“I’m fine” you whispered again, and with a single movement, he released the towel from his hips, letting it pool by his feet. His big cock jumped in attention, the tip red and swollen and you whimpered at the sight 

“You sure?” he asked again, he took some steps towards you and the only thing you could do was moan wantonly, he raised his arm and with one single finger he caressed the apple of your cheek and down your jaw. You fought to look up at his face and not his thick dick, “Why are you so shy? even after all the things we have done” 

“I just…” you couldn't quite finish the sentence, “I’m just am, I guess” he leaned in until his face was just above yours, his breath fanning over your face making you tingle

“What do you want, baby?” you just look at him dumbfounded, cheeks heated 

“Lloyd” you whined, his thumb found your bottom lip and rubbed it teasingly, as his blue eyes got darker by the second

“Talk to me” he demanded, “Tell what you want” you whined, “Don’t be a little brat pumpkin, you had been feeling so poorly lately I didn’t want to bother you, but seems I neglected you”

“You did” you moaned

“So tell me what do you need” 

“You” you demanded, “Just you” you repeated

“I think you may want a more specific part of me” he chuckled darkly, dropping a sloppy open mouth kiss on you, leaving you breathless

“I want all of you” you whispered against his mouth

“That’s so vague” he mocked some more

“Please” you whined, feeling embarrassed

“You need to be a liiiiitle more specific” you could tell he was enjoying it, you being the one wanting

“Lloyd…” you called, and he tilted his head, giving you his complete attention, “I would like to… make love?” you whispered, looking down 

“Is that right?” he teased, “make love? You want me to make love to you?”

“Yes” you muttered slightly 

“You are such a good girl, my sweet” he purred, finally throwing himself on top of you, making ou fall back on the bed with him on top 

He had certainty in the way he ravaged you, getting rid of your pijamas and shits covering so swiftly you understand why he was so good at his job. He never stop kissing you nibbling your lips and you jaw and neck, but he found your mouth again when he swiftly penetrated you in one swift movement. You were so wet you only felt incredibly full, no pain, as you moaned wantonly on his mouth.

“I’ll make love to you as many times as you want” he promised against your mouth, “you give me a baby, so I’ll give you the whole fucking world if you ask so sweetly” he purred. You hug him tightly against you as he kept pounding into you, sensually and roughly, but so delicious, your climax build quickly, and when it exploded you swore you never felt better, so content and like you were floating. He cummed as well releasing his seed deep inside of you.

He released you gently and you already knew what follows, he was going to leave you there, alone.

To your surprise… he didn’t, he fell on the bed right next to you. And held you tightly against him, his hand stopped in your belly.

“You are showing a little” he whispered, he smiled softly at you, like he had never done before and your chest filled with warmth and love. He kissed your forehead gently, and then he scoop you in his strong arms and cuddled with you on the bed

“You are going to be late” you warned, not even wanting to let go of him

“What are they going to do?” he chuckled, “I want to stay here on bed with my baby momma” 

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So when he saw you speaking to Raymond Smith on a party made by an englishman named Mickey Pearson for a new deal between the countries, he saw fucking red. He was speaking closely to your ear, apparently something funny because you were giggling and smiling dumbly. Lloyd didn’t know it affected him more than that you were reciprocating the flirtation, or… that you didn’t giggle like that with HIM.

Let's be fair he didn’t make you giggle or laugh, but he saw your body language while talking to that man and you were relaxed, at ease, your shoulders danced with your laugh and you drew a relaxed smile as it looked like you were hearing the most interesting story. You weren’t like that with him… at first you were like a scared little kitten, always in guard of him, trembling in his hands and shy, flinching everytime he moved next to you… and lately you’d had been uncaring, like the minimum traces of instincts had left your body and you were giving up, like he could do whatever he wanted to you. He didn’t like that either

He walked with determination to where you stood right next to that man. He could feel his own throat tightening, almost growling like an angry wolf as he saw more clearly the closeness you held with that pompous bastard

“Hey, Smith” he greeted almost like an insult, reaching the both of you and linking one of his thick arms around your waist, gluing you to him. You stomped clumsily due to his harshness, but stayed taped by his side.

“Mr Hansen, a pleasure” he said strongly, offering his hand, which Lloyd took

“I’m glad my beautiful wife is keeping you company” he answered back

“She is a most lovely companion” he answered, smiling at you, which made Lloyd tighten his grip so hard you whimpered

“Tell your boss that thank you for the invitation and I’m looking forward to do business with him, in a more private environment” Raymond got the hidden message and he only nodded, taking a step back and bowing his head 

“Of course” he said, “I’ll talk to my boss and we will arrange a meeting, we are in america for the next few weeks, he is looking forwards to do business with you as well”

“Good” and just like that Lloyd was pulling you out of the party. And before you knew it, he almost threw you inside of the awaiting car 

You grunted but said nothing, you knew that was only going to make him angrier. But you were also so enraged by him, who did he think he was? you were actually having a good time and a good conversation with a man and he had to pull you away just like that

You just had enough

“I think we should get a divorce” you whispered, somehow hoping that he didn’t hear you, but he did, oh he did

“Sorry?” he had heard you, he was just seeing if you had the metaphorical balls to repeat it

“We should get a divorce” your voice sounded strangled, but more assertive. He had to chuckle to prevent himself for screaming

“And why would we do that?” he asked than his hand that rested in the back of the seat was dangerously close to your neck

“I think we deserve to be happy” you whispered, “we don’t make eachother happy”

“Till’ death do us apart wifey” he grunted while he grabbed the back of your neck and placed your head next to his, his blue eyes burning with rage, “I intend to keep that promise” You trembled and close your eyes in fear, scared to think what he was going to do to you, was he going to make you suck him off in front of Ari? or just fuck you? Or perhaps he was really going to fulfill his promise, and kill you rather than divorce you

The first weeks after you were “married” you would curl up to him after he fucked you roughly into the matress, you would lay your head on his chest and cuddle up to him like a kitten, or at night you would come to him in search of his body heat, but now after he’d had his way with you would turn your back to him and hug your pillow instead, and he pretended he didn’t heard those little cries of yours when you thought he was sleeping

He was indifferent before, but now, seeing you talk and laugh with someone else, noticing how small you had become next to him, he didn’t like it. He was the one who should be making you laugh, he should be the one that you cuddle up at night. No the other you wanted, there sure was a reason why you wanted a divorce. Did you realize you could be happy with someone else?

But as soon as you flinched, closing your eyes in fear, he released you softly, sighing loudly

“I don’t want you to say that word again” he said more softly, “I’m not divorcing you, in fact, if you are not pregnant by the end of the month, I’m taking you to a specialist, you hear me?” he finally looked at you, and you looked him back

“Yes” you whispered, you knew he liked his answers. He caressed the skin on the back of your neck with his fingers, “I’m sorry” you whispered, sniffing, but he was relieved there were no tears in your eyes. 

“You liked that guy so much you were picturing a future for the two of you?” he asked bitterly

“No” you whispered, “This is nothing like that” you cried, scared of seeing him angry at you, “I swear”

“So what is it?” he asked

“Why would you want to keep being married to me?” you asked, “You already have everything you wanted, you don’t even like me” you accused

“Why would you say that?” he demanded

“when you are not fucking me, or wanting for it, you look at me like I’m the most idiotic thing on the whole world” you cried, “you seem to hate me”

“That’s not true” 

“It is!” you were getting angry as well, “Right after you fuck me you drop me aside like I’m nothing, a soiled rag you just used and now it digusts you” a single tear fell down your cheek, “You never hug me, or hold me, or kiss me, no when we are not fucking anyways” he looked back at you surprised, and you seemed to see a little bit of shame, “So if I picture myself finding someone that holds me, and smiles at me and makes me laugh with silly jokes, or cares for me, yes, I deserve that, I deserve someone that treats me like a human being and not a means to something else” after your speech you scootched ove to the door and curled against it, not wanting to see him, or her him or touch him 

But he had other plans

With a tired sigh, like you had bored him, he turned towards you and grabbed you, taking you by your thighs and shoulders. You struggled, but with the dress you were wearing you didn’t quite had much of movement

He held you against his chest

“There is not going to be anyone else for you other than me” he grunted, “You hear me?” you whined on his hold, but he didn’t release you, having a tight iron grip on your body, “You are mine, no one else's”

He left you alone for the rest of the night and even the next morning, until lunch, when Lloyd send for you to meet him in his office

You found him looking out the window, with his back turned to you 

“What is it?” you asked simply, he turned slowly

“I want you to do what I say, exactly as I say it” he said simply, and you raised a eyebrow

“Sorry?”

“You fucking heard me” the raise on his voice made you tremble, so you just nodded, looking down at the floor in front of you, knowing it will be worst fo you if you didn’t obey him, “Are you going to obey?”

“Yes” you answered quickly

“Yes, what?”

“Yes husband” 

“Good girl, now walk towards me.” He sat on his chair but you did exactly as he said, and walked until you had him in front of you, “Are you going to obey anyone else?” you shook your head, “Words”

“No Husband”

“You are mine”

“Only yours” you responded

“I thought I was clear the very first time I had you, and I’m running out of ideas of how to make you understand” you closed your eyes strongly, now you’ve done it, you pissed him off, “Sit on the desk right there” you did as he asked seating right in front of him, you're wearing a simple skirt, as he had requested weeks ago, no underwear. “Open up for me” you spread your legs to show him your pussy, wet pussy you might add

“Lloyd”

“Shut it, I don't want to hear it” with one single finger he teased your entrance, making you moan softly in need, you might despise him a little, but nobody has fucked you like he has, “Now stay still” he grabbed yout thighs an spread you open even more, uncomfortably so, he pushed his chair closer to you, as he prepared to devour you as if you were a feast.

He wasted no time in sinking in your core, lapping a long stripe from your entrance to your clit, making you squirm, he chuckled against your slippery folds, wasting no time in dipping his tongue inside your thigh walls

“You are so sweet” he purred, releasing you for just a second, “And you just want to take this pussy away from me, you are so fucking mean” he sucked on your sensitve pearl making you moan shamelesly. You were starting to lose yourself to his touch and tongue. He lapped and sucked your clit, making wet noises that would make a sex worker blush. He drew pleasure sounds from your mouth you didn’t even know you could make, without relent, changing between sucking on your clit and fucking your entrance with his tongue. 

But when he realized you weren’t panting and begging yet, he sunk one of his fingers inside of you. You twisted and turned on top of the desk. He chuckled agaisnt your sex when he found that spongy spot inside of you

“I’m going to make you cum so many times you are going to forget any other name that isn’t mine” he saw your juices dripping down his fingers to his hand and wrist, and smiled wickedly as you grabbed your own legs to have something to hold on to. Your throat started to sound raspy because of all the moans he was drawing from you. YOur felt that all too familiar knot tighten inside of your belly, declaring your impending orgasm

“Are you going to cum?” he asked

“Yes”

“Do you think you deserve it?” he asked then

“Yes please Lloyd, please” you begged, twisting your hips on his hand to get more friction, and he let you, rub yourself on his hand, “I'll be good, I’ll do anything please, let me cum”

“That’s it baby” he introduced another finger, content with your begging, he twisted his fingers inside of you and that’s all you needed to cum on his fingers. He helps you ride your orgasm with lazy movements. 

And when he realized you were riding down your high, he moved his fingers even faster cruel and rough inside of you, milking your juices and everything you had to give

“Lloyd, please!” you begged for him to stop but he only leaned in and dove in your clit against, with man intentions he sucked on your pearly flesh, his fingers fucking you roughly until you cummed again, back to back with a high cry on your lips

“I want more” his shirt got wet with your own juices, but he didn’t care, he wanted more, he wanted a fucking shower

“Lloyd please, no more… ARGH'', you interrupted yourself with a gurgle, when he cruelly rubbed his mustache on your sensitive clit, “Shit”

“Language darling” he teased, paying attention to his fingers and the squelching sound he was making in your soaked pussy, “Only two and look at you” you must have looked fucked out, your hairline shined and your entire body was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and the unmistakable smell of sex drenched the office, but it wasn’t enough

“I haven’t even got my cock out yet, and look at this mess” there was a pool under you in the desk, and Lloyd found himself wanting it to stain, so he could have a constant reminder of how delicious you were 

“Lloyd please I’ve learned my lesson” you cried

“Not enough” he released you completely, to look at his masterpiece your pussy looked puffy and glistening with juiced, so delicious, he thought, “I don't know what you did to me baby” he chuckled, “I’m addicted to this pussy” he get even more comfortable and he grabbed your thighs to pull you to him. He flattened his tongue and placed it over your quivering hole, and lapped your entrance and all over your clit again. You moaned softly, enjoying him and what he was doing to you, he reached and sunk his fingers into your mouth so you could taste yourself, and once you sucked on his digits and left them clean, he released your mouth and took them towards your pussy to keep torturing you with his fingers. He made your tight walls their home, finding your special spot so fast you gasped when he rubbed it roughly 

He kept fingering you and sucking on your clit until you gave him two more mind blowing orgasms, he had never eaten you out like this and you wondered if he was ever going to get bored of you, right now it didn’t seemed he was 

“Lloyd no more, please” you gasped, as you tried to grab his wrist to event him from entering your pussy again, but he just slapped your hand away 

“Shut the fuck up” and he dove in again, teasing your entrance with his thick fingers as his mustache scratched your clit raw making you squirm, feeling electricity bolts running all over your body. He kept sucking on your clit until you squirted all over his face without a single warning. “That’s it baby, give me everything” he encouraged, he kept rubbing your spot with his index and lapping all your juices, all you had to give him. 

“Lloyd, I’m sorry, I can't,” you cried, hugging his head between your thighs, “please no more, please, I’m yours, I'm yours!” you chanted, you needed to convince him

“My good girl” with one last lazy kiss on your clit, he released you, “You think I don’t hold you enough? I’ll make you warm my cock for the rest of the day” he threatened, “I’m going to hold you so close you will get tired of my fucking presence” he finally released you, leaving you laxed on top of the desk. 

“Lloyd” you called, feeling your eyes incredibly heavy, you wanted to feel asleep right then and there 

As you recuperated and came to your own self, you heard the door opening, you looked up to see a skinny man tattooed all over 

“I’m here for the comission Sir” he said simply, he didn’t seemed to care for the smell of sex in the room, or the fact that you looked throughouly fucked out of your mind.

“Right on time” Lloyd said with a wide smile, “Honey, I hope you have a high tolerance for pain” you looked back at him in fear when you realized the man had a tattoo machine on his hand, and was setting up right next to the desk

“I think you need a constant reminder of who you belong to” 

Two hours later, you were applying cream to your tattoo, that you exhibit over the left side of your ribcage, which read, “Property of Lloyd Hansen”

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