Chapter 60

Vanessa

"S-Sir, will it just be you and me?" I ask hesitantly, my voice quivering with uncertainty.

A sharp smack to my ass makes me yelp. "That's a ridiculous question. What other man would I allow to touch my wife?" he snaps.

"I-I just-" I stammer before he cuts me off, his dominance asserting itself.

"That was before I realized you would become everything to me," he says with conviction. "Whether we engage in vanilla sex or not, from now on, I will be the only one to touch you. Fuck, even the thought of anyone else touching you makes me want to murder them in the most violent way possible. Danny is no exception now."

Relief floods through me. Perhaps, he truly may love me.

I hear a rustling from a nearby drawer before I feel him behind me once more. "Now, I'm determined to claim you in every way possible," he continues in a softer tone. There's a sound of something squirting, followed by the sensation of a cold, squishy liquid being massaged against my asshole.

I gasp