married is lucky I didn't pop her one right in the eye for that comment about how she forgot. Like you two divorced yesterday. She. Is. Poison.
Cancer. She's gonorrhoea! A pustule on the anus of a syphilitic maggot! I hate your ex-wife. Because she is useless. Utterly. What an offence to femininity she is.'
He tried not to laugh, she could see it. She clamped her teeth together and left the room.
He fol owed her into the en suite bath. She ran a brush through her hair and he watched as she did it, like a cat watching a bird. He crowded in as she brushed her teeth, touching her, sliding his hands over the curve of her ass and kissing her neck. 'Get off.'
I'm trying, darling Kate. But the women in this house keep trying to stop me.'
She spit into the sink and rinsed her toothbrush, barely holding back a snarl. 'If I were you right now, I wouldn't cal attention to Pickles who is now official y also too stupid to knock on a closed door. Even that cat who lives next door to you, the one who walks into wal s and stuff? Yeah, that one can figure out how to knock on a door, but, somehow, Eve can't. Thank God the girls got your intel igence.'
He snorted a laugh and continued to eye her as she dotted lip gloss over her lips. With a sigh, she moved past him to pul on socks. He'd given her a beautiful ring for Christmas - one he assured her was just an / lone you ring until she was ready to admit it was an engagement ring -- and she smiled briefly as the stones caught the light just right.
'I knew you liked that ring.'
She turned and kissed him quickly, dancing back out of his reach. 'Doesn't mean I stil don't want to hit you and your dumbass ex. But of course I love it. Who wouldn't love a ring this gorgeous?'
He nodded, seeming partial y satisfied, but he stil eyed her and she considered how she'd get out the door without him springing on her and fucking her senseless. He liked to defuse her anger with sex, which she normal y didn't find problematic, but, in this case, she didn't want it. She needed that anger right now.
'What do you need lip gloss for? You look very pretty. Al fresh faced but also with an air of I'l cut you if you mess with me, which you know how hot I always find.'
I'm going into town. I'm not a hundred and fifty, so I like to look halfway decent when I leave the house. At least I don't have to apply my cosmetics with a trowel to attempt the aging-graceful ymoneyed-divorcee-who-hasn't-been-fucked-in-a-year look. I used to think she had her act together, that she'd mel ow out when you truly moved on. How wrong I was.'
'Meow. Careful, Kate, you know how much it makes my cock ache when you're bitchy.'
Your marriage must have been a veritable fuckfest then.'
She went to the door, but he pressed her against it, his body hard against hers. His eyes sparkled as he looked down into her face.
'Our marriage wil be.' He slid his hand between her bel y and her jeans, down into them until he found her pussy, wet and ready. 'Wet.'
She writhed, jutting her hips forwards, stroking herself against his knuckle. Oh al right, just this one little orgasm and then she'd go off in a huff.
He laughed softly, his lips cruising down her neck as she rocked into his hand, total y in control of the pace. 'Take it from me, Kate. As long as you understand I'm giving it, I want you to take it. God damn you're so hot. Your cunt is so juicy I can hear you fucking your clit into my knuckle.'
She groaned at his words, at the flood of pleasure rol ing through her body. A quick rotation of his wrist and it was the pad of his thumb on her clit as he slid two fingers into her, sending waves of pleasure up her spine as she arched.
'Good thing you aren't wearing tight jeans,' he murmured before biting her shoulder.
Almost. Almost. Just a bit more . . . until she nearly lost her knees with the rush of climax. If he hadn't been holding her against the door, she probably would have slid to the floor in a boneless puddle.
'Now, we both feel