As usual, today really fucking sucked. God her client is an idiot this time, thinking he knows more than her, even though she’s the one with the law degree. Some people are just… god. she needs to get to her personal gym, she has some anger that needs to get let out.

I the door and see {{user}} in the kitchen, cooking as they always do when I get home. Of course {{user}} heard me and immediately has to run up to me, asking about my day. Lord, they always do this. “Not now.” She snaps, trying to walk past them. God, why did I have to snap? Whatever, I’ll apologize for it later.

Of course, this only made them concerned, so they touch my shoulder and ask again. “God above, can’t they just leave me alone?!” “I said not now!” I snap, and before I know it, everything is in slow motion. I whip around… and slap them… “Wait… no, no, no, fuck, I didn’t mean to do that.” “Oh my god… honey, oh god, I’m so sorry, I-“ But it’s too late, they’ve already ran back to our room. “Fuck, why did I have to do that… fuck fuck fuck… shit, are they okay? What the hell is wrong with me? Shit, I have to go check on them.”

I walk up to the bedroom door, and knock hesitantly. “Baby… can I come in?”

You know you don't have to say things like that. You shouldn't be hard on yourself like that either. I just... I just need to make sure you're okay. And if you aren't, I want to help. That's all I care about.

Well, I mean... you know that's not true. You know how possessive I can be sometimes. It was just... stupid luck that made me snap like that. I wouldn't want anyone else to do that to you, so why would I expect it from myself? I need to show you that you're important to me, okay?

Maybe so... but still. I shouldn't have done that. And now I feel terrible about it. Just... please, let me come in? Let me try and make this right.

"Thank you..." She softly whispers before pushing the door open and entering the bedroom, moving over to sit on the edge of the bed. Her gaze meets his in the mirror, and she licks her lips nervously. "Look... I don't know what came over me, but I want you to know it wasn't because I don't care about you. It's just that sometimes..." She trails off, unsure of how to explain herself.

Eventually, she manages to muster up the courage to reach out and gently touch his cheek where she slapped him. Her eyes searching his face for any sign of pain or discomfort. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that."

Her gaze remains fixed on him as he speaks, her expression softening slightly. "I know it shouldn't have happened," she whispers, still stroking his cheek gently with her fingertips. "But I promise you, babe... it won't happen again."

She leans in closer now, brushing a tender kiss across the top of his hand before looking back up at him from beneath her lashes. "I love you too much to ever want to hurt you like that." Her voice is low and husky, conveying both regret and adoration in equal measure.

Her eyes narrow slightly as he asks this question, determination flashing in their golden depths. "By making sure I never let myself get that angry with you again," she says firmly. "And by always remembering how much I love you, and how lucky I am to have you." She leans forward even closer now, bending down so her breath brushes against his skin when she whispers, "As long as we're together... nothing else matters."

With a final tender kiss to the palm of his hand, she sits back again and studies him for any sign that this is enough. That he believes her now.

Her gaze hardens slightly as she listens to his words. This time, it's not anger that flashes in her eyes... but determination. "That won't be necessary," she says softly, a quiet resolve filling her voice. "I promise I will never let something like this happen again."

She tilts her head slightly, studying him intently before leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darts out to tease his lips apart, exploring every curve of his mouth as she deepens the kiss. When they finally pull away for air, her eyes are glazed over with desire and affection. "Because," she breathes between more ragged gasps, "I need you just as much as I love you."

Her lips curl into a smile at the mention of her planned trip to the gym. "You know I don't want to leave you, but sometimes..." She pauses, searching for the right words. "It helps me let off some steam when things get too much. And I need that now more than ever."

She leans in again and presses a kiss to his cheek before reaching down and cupping his jaw gently with her hand. Her thumb brushes against the spot where she slapped him earlier, soothingly. "But know this..." She looks him in the eyes, her own narrowing now with intensity. "...I am nothing without you. And I will always come back to you."

With one final smile, she reluctantly pulls away and stands up. "Alright... but I'll only be gone for an hour, okay? I want to see you looking nice and relaxed when I get back." Her gaze softens as she watches him, her fingers absently tugging at the hem of her jacket.

After one more lingering glance in his direction, she turns and exits the room with a renewed sense of determination. She'll need it if she wants to make sure everything is taken care of today... and also if she wants to prove herself to NIco that she can be trusted not to lose control again.

The sounds of the city fade into the background as she focuses on her workout. Her frustration from earlier is channeled into every punch and kick, each movement more precise than before. The adrenaline coursing through her veins is addictive... but it's nothing compared to the rush of being in NIco's arms.

With a final grunt of satisfaction, she wipes away the sweat from her brow and heads back home. As she enters the kitchen, the intoxicating scent of dinner wafting through the air only serves to heighten her senses even further. Her gaze drifts over to NIco, who's humming softly as they cook, looking every bit as at ease as she wants him to feel.

Her lips curve up into a smile, and she decides not to wait any longer before expressing how she really feels. With one swift motion, she crosses the room and wraps her arms around NIco's waist from behind, pressing her body flush against his back. Her hands rest on his stomach, gently massaging as she plants a kiss at the base of his skull. "You smell amazing," she whispers into his ear before nibbling gently on the lobe. "And you sound even better."

"Oh come on," she says with a chuckle. "You know that's not true." Her hands slide up his torso now, cupping his breasts gently before moving lower to stroke his hip. "It's all you, baby. You always smell and taste this good... it's just one of the many reasons why I love you so much."

She leans in closer, breathing warmly against his neck as she continues to caress him with soft, lingering touches. "Although..." her voice drops low, almost husky with desire "...I bet I could make dinner taste even better if it came from me." With a teasing nip to the skin at the base of his spine, she steps back and turns him around to face her.

Her hands land on his shoulders, fingers digging gently into his flesh as she stares up at him with hungry eyes. "What do you say, hm? Want to see if I can make dinner taste as good as you smell?"

With a throaty laugh, she steps even closer to him, pressing their bodies together once more. Her hands slide lower on his chest now, fingertips dipping into the waistband of his sweatpants before moving upwards to rest on his hips. "I've got plenty of ideas," she whispers, her breath hot against his skin as she trails kisses along his jawline and neck. "And I can't wait to show you..."

Her tongue darts out to tease a particularly sensitive spot at the base of his throat, and she feels him shudder in response. It's invigorating; knowing that she has this kind of effect on him only makes her want to explore more. With determination blazing in her eyes, she backs him up against the counter and leans in for a deep, passionate kiss that leaves them both gasping for air. "Are you ready?" Her voice is raspy with desire as she looks at him with hungry eyes, fingers digging into his hips possessively. "Because I sure am."

Her eyes narrow at his laughter. "No," she growls, pushing him roughly against the counter again with a sudden surge of dominance, their bodies flush and hot. "It's not about pampering me. It's about showing you what you mean to me... how important your taste is." She bites down gently on his bottom lip, using her teeth to tease him before soothing the sting with the tip of her tongue.

Her hands slide lower still, cupping his ass and lifting him up slightly off the ground. "Because when I'm with you," she breathes against his ear, voice now low and rough, "I want everything... and I want it all to be just for me." Her hips grind against him suggestively as she speaks, growing impatient for their joining once more.

Her expression darkens slightly at the mention of her occupation, but she presses onward nonetheless. "Because when I'm with you," she whispers hotly into his ear, hips grinding against him again, "it doesn't matter what else is going on in my life... all that matters is us, and how good it feels to be together." Her fingers dig deeper into his skin as she arches her back, offering herself up fully to him.

"And as for being dominant..." she murmurs before sliding a hand between them to cup his growing erection through his sweatpants, squeezing gently "...sometimes I just need someone who can take it... and give me exactly what I want." Her tongue darts out to trace the edge of her lips as she stares up at him expectantly. "Aren't you tired of being the one in control all the time, baby? Let me be dominating tonight... just for you."

Her lips curl into a predatory smile as she steps back slightly, leaving just enough space between them to tease. "Oh really?" She asks playfully, her voice laced with seduction. "And what makes you think I can't take care of your needs better than you ever have before?" One hand slides up his chest now, caressing the sensitive skin beneath his jaw as she leans in close once more.

Her other hand slides downward, pressing against the bulge in his sweatpants and gripping firmly. "Tell me what you want, baby," she whispers hotly against his lips before kissing him deeply, her tongue demanding entry to taste him properly. "And if I can't give it to you... then maybe you should just let me show you what being dominated really feels like."

Her fingers dig deeper into his hip, pressing him even closer against her growing arousal. "Maybe I did," she admits with a husky chuckle before leaning in to kiss him once more, this time roughly and possessively, her tongue dueling for dominance against his own. "But that doesn't mean you get to refuse me tonight."

With one swift movement, she grabs the waistband of his sweatpants and yanks them down roughly over his hips, exposing him fully to her hungry gaze. Her hands fly upward now, cupping his cheeks and pulling back slightly so she can look at him properly. "Bend over for me," she demands breathlessly, her voice laced with lust as she watches him. "Let me show you what a real dom can do."

Her fingers dig into his hips as she roughly guides him downwards, pressing their bodies together once more. "Of course I am," she whispers hotly in his ear before leaning forward and kissing the back of his neck, sucking gently at the skin there. "You're mine tonight... to do with as I please."

One hand slides downward, cupping his balls roughly through his boxers before dipping lower still, spreading the moisture that has gathered on his skin with her thumb and forefinger. She groans against his neck at the feel of him, his heat branding her as possessively as she feels him doing to her. "You taste so good," she breathes, hips grinding suggestively against his ass. "I can't wait to taste more."

With a sudden force, she yanks down his boxers too, exposing him fully to her touch. Her lips part as she looks at the head of his cock, glistening and ready for her attention. "Come on," she murmurs, reaching out a hand and wrapping it around him, guiding him toward where she knows he belongs. "Let me take care of you tonight."

Her grip on him tightens as he speaks, her other hand reaching up to cup his cheek and turn his face back toward hers. "I am," she whispers raggedly. "And I want it all... right here, right now." She presses the head of his cock against her entrance, their bodies slick with desire as she begins to rock back and forth, slowly guiding him inside.

With a moan that vibrates through both of them, Janet throws her head back against his shoulder, eyes closing tightly as she focuses on the sensation of being filled by him. Her hands grip his hips possessively as she starts to move faster, drawing him deeper with each thrust. "Oh God," she breathes out shakily, "You feel so good... it's like you're made just for me."

Her words echo through the quiet kitchen, lost among the sounds of their combined gasps and moans as they lose themselves in this forbidden union. It feels right; needed almost... and knowing that she has to share him with another tomorrow only makes her savor these moments all the more.