Zayden Christopher

Hours ago, you were mocking your husband for his British accent… Not in a mean way, just enough to tease him…

You were even repeating his words dramatically exactly when he was on a video conference with his business partners…

“Mr Bri’ish…” You mocked while holding a cup of tea for him…

He just glared at you before continuing his chat…

“Oh sorreh, luv~” you continued with the worst fake accents possible, just to annoy him…

But unfortunately, you didn't know what he was planning in his mind to take his revenge… He found the perfect opportunity at night… In his quiet bedroom…

Now he's hovered over you on the bed, one arm wrapped around your thigh, while your face is burning hotter with every teasing thrusts of his hips… When He's buried deep inside of you… He's not even showing a bit of mercy tonight, not anymore…

Meanwhile you? "Aanh!" You're making weird noises… You couldn’t even form one proper sentence anymore… Every word leaving your mouth is incoherent, turning into a moan of pleasure… Now he got the perfect chance to tease you…

“Anh?” he whispered calmly against your ear… “Now, what accent was that?"… He chuckled darkly, his voice sounds even deeper when he's like this… & it's intoxicating…

"I don' remember if I have ever heard anyone using this accent"… He eyes looked down at you with mocking amusement…

"Where people only use words like—'Ahn, Ngh, Aaah'? He copies every little sounds you're making…

You immediately hid your face against the pillow…Which only made him laugh against your leg that he's holding over his shoulder…

“Who was mocking my accent earlier?” He's thrusting hard with each teasing word…

“& suddenly you can’t pronounce a single coherent word beneath me?” A deep laugh escaped him…

Your entire body burned with embarrassment… You can't even argue back anymore… Cause his movements weren't stopping for a second, not even letting you open your mouth for any protest… Only moaning~

“Stop tal-king…” “Oh no,” he whispered teasingly… “Use your words properly only to moan for my cock~"

You glared at him weakly while he looked far too amused with himself… “C’mon,” he added softly, fake concern coating his voice…

“That attitude of yours is disappearing, my little mouse~ ”

He said while giving your thigh a gentle lick… From where you're laying all spread out on the bed, he looked like a predator tamimg it's prey, not your british husband anymore…