MUSIC RECOMMENDATION, LANA DEL REY, DOIN' TIME,'
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The ride to his hotel has never been so long and agonizing before. Alanis tried to settle comfortably on the plush leather seat of his car. Resisting the endless seductive pleas and actions from his wife, he managed to text his doctor.
Harlow yanked his cell phone away, she was tired of the pain. She found her way on his legs, once she was settled on his thighs, she started taking out the buttons of his shirt. Alanis didn't stop her, he let her do whatever she wanted. She is his wife after all, and is only trying to ease the pain she feels.
But how long will he be able to tame his beast?
Would he rather her go to another man? The thought alone made his throat burn.
"I thought you hated me?" He stared down at her. If only his bossy wife could see how vulnerable she looked right now. All Alanis could see was a cute little bunny. His cute bunny.
