Page 3 of No Right To Love You
Ocean’s hand jumps out and grabs the remote. He opens his eyes and cocks his brow at me.
“What are you doing?” He asks.
“Turning the tv off?” I answer, not certain of the answer for some reason.
“You sound like you’re not convinced at your actions.”
My eyes follow his green ones as he waits for my response. Ever since he called my Flower on the phone, I’ve been on edge. Not because I’m scared but because I know that I’ve missed my Dom. I don’t like taking orders but when my husband gives me orders, it makes my skin tingle.
“I am, Ocean.”
“You talk a good game, love but can you back it up?” He asks with a smirk.
“Are you looking to play right now?” I ask him.
Ocean stands and runs his fingers through his hair; it’s shorter, he cut it.
I reach out, standing on the tips of my toes as Ocean leans lower so I can run my fingers through his hair.
“You cut it?”
“I did,” he answers and stands back up to his full height. “three weeks ago.”
I pull back away from him like I’m stung by his words. He didn’t say anything out of the ordinary but at the same time, he’s said so much.
“I’m sorry that I didn't notice. Dad’s just working me to the bone to prove that I am still one of the best senior lawyers there is.”
“He already knows you are, but we’ve talked about your father already. I’m not going to start getting into fights over the old man. He has his qualms about him, and I have mine. Being busy is good but being too busy is the problem.”
“Meaning?” I say this and this is why Ocean, and I are opposite of each other. He may seem like he was rough around the edges because of his resting face, and I mean, he was. Just not to me or the kids. He is never like that and that worries me. I’m not above taking care of my husband and children just as well as he takes care of me and the kids but sometimes, I forget. Especially now with the way my father has been trying to work me to the bone. He wants me to prove that I’m worthy of being partner. I almost had it but then I got pregnant and he along with his board members considered me not partner material.
“Meaning, you are not a child for me to figure it out for you.”
Ocean was upset with me, and I knew that, but I was or rather am trying to make sure that everything works out for us. That my daughters can see a mom having balance in her home and work life. I want my son to see that when he finds a woman,he finds one who doesn’t feel they need to dim their light for him.
“Okay,” I retreat because it’s late and I’m not getting into a shouting match with someone who would let me shout my head off while he sat back and looked at me. “Are you coming up for bed?” I ask him.
“In a bit. You go and get started.”
That was Ocean’s polite way of telling me he was sleeping on the couch. He would never let the kids see so I know he’ll be in the room before they wake up, unfortunately, it’s when I’m also already headed out the house.
I tell myself over and over that I wake up earlier so I can come home earlier but then something happens. My father needs me to schmooze clients or something. It’s always something and I don’t know if it’s worth losing all this time with my kids. With my husband.
I won’t ever give up doing what I love, and I know Ocean would never let me. He would rather open up a firm for me than have me quit my passion. but I also know he would try to accommodate if I needed to figure out things with scheduling. That’s what he was doing now.
I sigh and stand on the tips of my toes as I kiss my husband. Ocean deepens the kiss as his hand comes around and caresses my butt.
My body is in overdrive as I try to think of the last time my husband made love to me. As if he could hear my thoughts, Ocean pulls away and lays back down on the U-Shaped couch. He bends one arm behind his head and shuts his eyes as he lays there. His other hand is on his chest as his breathing evens out.
I want to climb him and ride him into oblivion, but I knew better. This wasn’t the version that I wanted to poke. Ocean may be my Dom and I naturally submit to what we wants, he also has his boundaries as my Dom. One of them being to never initiatesex when he’s in a bad headspace; not that he would hurt me but because all it fulfills is the physical and we are still married after that sexually gratifying moment.
Chapter 4
Ocean
HearingJanuary sigh makes me want to go to her and hug her tight, but I won’t. I can’t… if I do that then I’m just further enabling her behavior. I can deal with a lot of things coming my way when it concerns her but one thing, we promised each other when we decided to have kids was that they would always be our number one priority.
My cell phone pings, and I reach out for it.
