Unbound (The Dominator 3) - Page 5

“I don’t fuckin’ think so. I get you off. Every time. Don’t I?”

“Yeah,” she said, “Every time.”

“So, come for me, babe; fuckin’ hurry. And when I get home, I’m watching you make yourself come five times in a row.” I gave her pussy a little slap and then tweaked her clit harder.

“Ah!” She was starting to circle faster.

My phone made a sound and that briefly brought my mind back to the trip and the surrounding bullshit and before I started to lose my hard-on, I looked down at her sweet ass, at her back, bowed in front of me, and let go of her throat and grabbed her tit and sensation started to build at my spine.

She made a weird sound.

I slowed.

Her body heaved forward a little and then she gagged.

“Tia?”

“Unf,” she scrambled away from me and ran for the bathroom, her hand over her mouth.

And then I heard her puking.

I was on my knees on the bed, my dick hanging out and my wife was naked, hurling into the toilet, the door wide open. I could see her small feet with pink toenails and her bare ass from where I was.

I shook my head, got to my feet, and put the beast away. With the sound of her puking, the beast didn’t really mind.

I wandered into the walk-in closet and zipped up my suitcase and carried it out to put it by the door. I heard her flush the toilet so I went into the bathroom and she was sprawled and half laying on the toilet seat. She looked grey.

“You done puking?” I asked.

She nodded, “I think so.”

I got to the sink and wet a washcloth and crouched down and wiped her forehead and cheeks and then she took it from me and put it over her mouth. She gave me big apologetic eyes.

I scooped her up into my arms and carried her back to the bed.

“I’ll go get you some water. Crackers?”

She nodded.

I kissed her forehead and went down and got her a glass of ice water and a sleeve of crackers and brought them up. Her eyes were closed.

“Tia?”

Her eyes opened.

“Here, baby. You want me to take a later flight?” She sat up a bit and I fed her some water. I fetched one of my plaid shirts from the closet and helped her into it.

“No. I’ll just sleep a bit. It was like this yesterday. The crackers helped. I’ll be okay.”

I let out a breath, not feeling great about the idea of leaving her.

“It’s okay, baby,” she waved it off, her too-long sleeve flopping, “I read that morning sickness is a sign of high hormone levels. This is probably a good thing, means things are going like they’re supposed to. Even if it feels like a shit thing. I’m sorry.”

“Naw, don’t be sorry.” I hit Sarah Martinez’s contact details, “Just grow our baby strong. I’ll survive.”

Tia

He was on the phone. “Sarah, I’m headin’ out. Tia’s got morning sickness. Can you check on her in an hour? She’s in bed.”

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