Page 75 of Bound By Temptation

Oh my Indie… cuddled up in the bed alone with her dog.

She thought having that other man in her bed would detour me.

No. Nothing would detour me for what I wanted. For what I needed.

She was mine.

Watching her chest rise and fall steadily, I pulled out my cock and began stroking myself. With each breath, I pulled and tugged harder and harder until my come exploded into the grass.

Indie…

She would be mine.

I would take her from here, and she’d forget all about everyone but me.

We were destined to live our lives together.

And we would. I’d make damn sure of it.

27

AX

It was a verylong night at X. Many people thrown out after fights broke out.

All of it just made me later and later. Then adding in coming here, I wasn’t able to slide into bed with Indie before she went to work. That pissed me off.

Good thing I had a couple to take it out on.

Both Raid and I watched the three children get on the school bus, and no one else had left the home yet.

Not bothering knocking, I twisted the door handle. The dumbasses had nothing locked and the door swung open as we charged in.

“Honey, I’m home,” I yelled as we walked inside, noting everything was perfectly clean and orderly. Not a beer can or speck of dust anywhere. My parents’ home was always clean, but it was lived in. This was not. It was on the flipside of fun.

“What the…” John Corbon came through the home and stopped in his tracks when he saw us moving toward him. “Why are you in my house?”

“Where’s your bitch of a wife?” I asked.

John pointed his thumb behind him, not saying a word about the name. “In the kitchen.”

“Let’s go,” Raid ordered as we moved into the kitchen.

“What’s goin’ on?” Lexi asked, smiling, which fell at the sight of us. Then her gaze flipped to her husband. “I didn’t mean to…”

“What did you do?” John asked his wife, turning to her and staring her down. She shook her head, her face scrunching up.

I moved to the butcher block and pulled out a knife and started cleaning under my fingernails. Intimidation. The bitch was so scared of us. Let her sweat. If I had to use the knife, at least it was handy.

“I… I…”

“Fuck me,” I growled moving closer to the woman. “Do you have a copy of the sex tape video of Baker and the threesome?”

It was John’s turn to freeze, then he exploded. “You have what?!” He yelled at his wife. “For fucks’ sake. Please tell me you don’t have that shit.”

“I…”

“Do you have any other words but stuttered ‘I’s’?” Raid clipped out, the night wearing on him as well.

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