Not desirable
"Welcome home, Madame." Jules greeted.
Janice lurched and let out a loud screech as Jules appeared in front of her. She had wanted to sneak in and had forgotten to watch where she was going after looking from her back to the left and right.
"Goodness, sire! You scared me." She scowled, clutching her still racing heart.
"You will give me a heart attack one day if you keep appearing in front of me unannounced." She grumbled, striding into the room.
"I believe you enjoyed your day out today?" Jules asked, ignoring what she had been saying.
"I did." She affirmed. She lifted her hair from her neck and attempted to pull down her zip.
She groaned whilst stretching her hand to her back more.
"Let me." Jules offered whilst he saw her struggling with it. He rose from where he sat and walked towards the mirror.
That instant he stood at her back, Janice noticed he didn't wear anything except for a small towel that was wrapped around his waist.
Her eyes met his in the mirror as his hand caressed her back whilst sliding the clothes down her delicate body.
She shivered and her cheeks turned red as her body responded to his. She stepped out of the gown that laid in a puddle around her feet and walked back to him.
"Help me with my bra too." She murmured.
She stared at her breast which was getting larger by the day, before glancing at Jules.
She noticed his eyes had darkened and his lips were quirked in a slight smile.
"My pleasure." Jules husked.
Janice licked her lips as he did the last hook. Slowly, he helped her out of it without glancing away from her eyes.
She gasped as his hand kneaded her shoulder. Then it went to her bump.
"You look so lovely, Madame. I don't think I can get this picture of you standing with nothing on out of my mind. It seems like you get beautiful each day and it makes me want to take you far away, from lusty eyes."
Janice shivered for the second time since she stepped into the room. She wasn't cold. Even though the weather had turned frigid when she was on her way home.
Right now, it wasn't the weather that was making her shiver, it was Jules' hand on her.
The most irritating thing was, he hadn't done anything. Yet, her body was responding to him!
It was infuriating.
Her eyes snapped open and a moan escaped her mouth as he slapped her backside. She locked eyes with him once more in the mirror.
He wanted her, right now.
He hadn't told her that. But his expression had and he seemed like he wasn't trying to have her.
He wasn't trying to initiate it as he always does which confuses her.
Maybe he wanted her to come to him.
However, she enjoyed it when he was dominant. Although she liked having the chance to explore his body during lovemaking.
He had often let her do it.
But, she liked when he took the lead.
"I am so tired." He yawned, walking away from her.
Janice's brows creased whilst watching as he walked towards the huge mahogany bed.
She wanted to pull him back and kiss him senseless. But, she couldn't.
She wondered how he would react if she did.
Why had he stopped what he was doing or trying to do to her body? She mulled.
She wondered if she was no longer desirable even though he had told her he would never get tired of her.
Seeing him retreat despite the fact that she was naked was puzzling.
She sighed, shaking her head. She stepped into the bathroom, a while later, she stepped out.
She saw Jules sprawled on the bed, already snoring.
"So fast." She mumbled as she stepped towards the bed. She stood there for a while watching him sleep.
She was fascinated by how the light snore drifts out of his slightly opened mouth and the rise and fall of his chest.
For such a big guy, he looked quite innocent when asleep compared to how flirty he had been earlier.
She wondered what had made him get exhausted since he was sleeping quite early.
Most times, she was the one doing the early sleep. He often came home to see her fast asleep.
She wondered if it was the activities he had told her he was going to go with Jeremy that had drained his energy.
