100 Percent Spoiled Read Online Frankie Love

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 45(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
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I bite my lip at his stern reply. I have to laugh, knowing how much his palm is itching to spank my bottom. He tells me I purposely disobeyed his message, but I sent naughty pics, didn’t I?

Jake: Jenna, not funny. I told you what I wanted. I wanted photos of you being naughty. Do you understand? I want to see you!

Me: You just had to ask. I promise to do better!

Now I have to think of a way to up my bratty game. I log onto Brats Forever to see if any of my bratty besties are online to offer suggestions.

Need bratty inspiration! I post.

What’s up? Is Jake giving you trouble? It’s @BakingBrat. She always has good advice and great recipes, too.

No trouble, but he wants pics, I answer. Naughty pics. I imagine she’s laughing as she types an answer.

Easy, make a mess!

Already done and sent. Now he wants pics of me.

It’s a few seconds before I get a reply, a string of winter-themed emojis. What does she mean? It’s the middle of summer. Then I get it.

You’re a genius, I type.

Just a world-class brat, she answers.

I dig into the back of our hall closet and pull out my puffiest ski jacket and put it on, zipping it up to my chin. I slap on a wooly hat and stuff all my hair under it, then hold my phone high, snapping a selfie with my best pout on my face. He’s going to get so mad! And love it so much.

I press send.

It’s a few minutes before I get an answer and I wonder if he’s already gone back to work. I head back to the kitchen but I’m distracted, thinking about my handsome, powerful husband leading a meeting. He’s so charismatic and intelligent, taking his business from a one-man show to the major corporation it is today. The fact that he chose me to be his wife makes me swell with pride. He does so much for me, spoiling me rotten and indulging almost all my wishes, but he always tells me how I’m the most important thing in his life. If he didn’t have me to come home to, and make his life (mostly) easier, he swears everything would crumble.

I should be cracking eggs and stirring batter for his dessert, but I know his favorite dessert is me. I picture myself clearing the dinner dishes away later tonight and going into the kitchen, only to return in the lacy bra and panties he loves so much. I’ll crawl over the table and reach for him.

My hands are shaking and the plain cotton panties I have on right now are soaked from thinking about what we’re going to get up to when he gets home tonight. I can’t wait, and slide my fingers down my leggings. I finger my clit, imagining it’s Jake licking me there, when my phone pings again.

With a giggle, I grab it, swiping to get to his message.

Jake: No! I want naked photos!

Oh, does he now? As turned on as I am, I’m feeling even brattier. I scroll through my special folder of my husband in all his naked glory. Pics I’ve taken while we’re making love, or when he’s in the shower, or just showing off his amazing body for me. I get even wetter, my clit pulsing with need as I find one of my favorite pics of him, showing his tight abs and his cock, huge and hard and standing straight out from his body. I remember he was deep inside me just seconds after I snapped this photo. I squeeze my thighs together, almost having an orgasm from the memory. I crop it so his face isn’t showing and send it to him.

I’d be dying with laughter at my little joke if I wasn’t so turned on. Just thinking about him was enough to make me put my hands down my panties and looking at all those pictures of his delicious cock makes me press against the kitchen counter, wishing he was pushing up against me and taking me from behind. I finger myself, my pussy wet and aching for him, whispering his name and imagining that big cock inside me as I work my swollen clit. I finally come with a huge gasp, my fingers slick and my panties and leggings soaked.

Jake’s going to be so mad when he sees how I obeyed his order for a naked picture. I wonder what kind of punishment he’ll have for me.

I can’t wait for him to get home.

4

JAKE

I hear her message come through as I’m explaining our quarterly goals to my team. It takes all my willpower not to stop in the middle of a sentence and look at my phone. She wouldn’t dare disobey me again, so I know I’m about to click on a naked pic. I finish my presentation and turn the meeting over to my vice president, then sit back down, taking my phone as casually as I can. I let my imagination run wild when I should be concentrating on my company’s numbers.


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