Mr. Undesirable by Arielle Crowell

Author:Arielle Crowell [Crowell, Arielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781257777037
Amazon: 1257777033
Publisher: Lulu.com
Published: 2011-06-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter XIV

Corinthian Jacobs

Mimi rubbed up against me from behind as I lined up my goatee. It annoyed me to no end. Probably because I didn’t feel like being affectionate like that with her today. I loved her, don’t get me wrong, but I didn’t want her all hugged up on me unless it was during the few moments of bliss we shared in the afterglow of an awesome ass fucking session. I shoved her away from me not wanting to be bothered.

“Why are you always pushing me away, Corie? You act like you don’t want me around or something.”

I squared my shoulders and sighed. I needed to do everything possible to avoid a confrontation with her today. And I certainly wasn’t in the mood to be soothing her little hurt feelings. But I knew if I didn’t, when I did want to slaughter through her ass again, she would be reluctant to let me do it. Then I’d have to take it from her, which was a lot more work.

“Listen, I’m sorry baby, I just don’t have time to be all over you today. You know that I’m meeting with the mediator for this divorce. I’ve got to get going.”

“But baby, I’m horny. Can’t we just have a quickie,” she asked, leaning in so that she was cuddling me again. “I need my daily fix. Don’t you want to punish me?”

I could feel her lips brushing against my neck, sending a chill through my body, but not in a good way. The way she leaned on my back, brushing what should have been breasts up against me, only served to remind me why my lifestyle was so forbidden. Suddenly I felt nauseous.

“I don’t wanna do this today, Mimi. I haven’t been home to see my daughter in over three weeks. I need a break from this. I just can’t live like this every day.”

Mimi balled her face up, hurt by my comment. She was wearing a silk robe, and just seeing her in it made my stomach bubble. She was 6’1” with a size 10.5 foot, yet she was strutting about back and forth in a blue, floral print, Japanese silk robe and matching fuzzy, heeled slippers that were about two sizes too small. I admit the deep dimples in her cheeks and chin made me melt like hot butter when I was high off the coke and fiending for the ass… but not today.

Today I needed a sense of normalcy. I hadn’t seen my little girl in weeks and she was bound to ask where was daddy? I hadn’t seen Trixie either. And even though I couldn’t stand her and I hated her so much, strangely, I still missed her. I missed her radiant smile and her soft skin. I missed the way she would make me dinner even when she was angry with me, which was just about every day. I hadn’t been home in three weeks but could bet money that she still left the porch light on for me, in case I did come home.

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