As I stated before....mature audiences only. Peace out and beware!

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Jana:

Damn it. I haven't even been home for an hour and I'm already getting nagged at again. It beats her throwing her fists in my face, but fuck. She promised that she would improve on that but here she is doing it again. Jess promised that she wouldn't be so uptight and change her attitude but here we are again.

My day was already terrible. Coming home to Jess cursing me out in Spanish and the kids acting like they have no sense made things worse. I couldn't take it.

Before I left this morning, we had breakfast and everything was fine for the most part. Jess said she was fine with me going to perform with the band but her face told me otherwise. Her vibe was off and it seemed like she wasn't okay with it. I thought about that all day.

Traveling with a band puts pressure on people and it takes you away from your family. While with the band, Kathryn talking my ear off about her being newly single after her ex-girlfriend screwed her over. I was listening because that's all I could do, but once she started making advances, I had to back off and see what the hell Rob was doing. The whole trip had me tired.

Any advances that a woman has made on me, I've dodged. The ring on my finger reminds me of what I got at home, but even without that ring on my finger, Jess pops up in my mind every time. I don't know what it is but Jess has my everything. My heart, my soul, my social security number, my last name, and my nipples when she's high as hell.

Anyway, Kathryn's the lead singer of the band and is a big flirt that can't keep her hands to herself. We have history but it's nothing serious. We played around with each other but that was it and this was before Jess. She was just being annoying the entire trip and I missed being at home more than I thought I would.

Sitting by the fireplace on the floor while Jess held Demi in her lap and I held Eli in mine, cooking with Jess and she throw a meatball at my head then it becomes a huge ass food fight, sleeping in the same bed as her with my arms wrapped around my beautiful fireball, and more. That first year of us being married with the kids was amazing. When I started playing with the rock band, we grew distant because I was gone all the time.

Just wanted one peaceful night with the kids and Jess. After a long weekend with the band, I thought that coming back home would be just the thing I needed. Am I asking for too much?

Not going to lie, the kids take up so much of our time and we never have any time alone. Not to mention, I'm traveling for work more as a lead guitarist and Jess picked up more hours at her job as a manager. We don't get to see each other anymore.

Fuck, I need a drink and something to eat.

Getting up from my lounging chair, my feet led me into the kitchen to get something to snack on. A drink wouldn't make my mood any better and I was craving a home-cooked meal by my baby. I'd be lucky if I even got a sandwich now.

As my eyes searched the pantry, my mind thought about the time Jess and I went shopping for furniture and we got my lounging chair in the living room. She calls it my Papa chair and has the kids calling it that too. It made me smile a little and makes the chair feel more comfortable.

My eyes landed on a box of cheese nips and I figured that's what I'd have to feed on until tomorrow or something. Grabbing the box from the pantry, I shut the door to it and turned to find a concentrated Jess looking out the kitchen window that sat above the sink. She stood over the sink in her long shirt and pajama shorts that showed parts of her round ass. Today must have been her day off.

The look on her face just displayed how stressed and disappointed she was. Her delicate dark brown eyes looked up into the stars of the night sky, wondering why she ever even married me. Wondering why she's stayed around so long. She doesn't have that look often so it scared me.

My feet led me over to my silent wife and I placed the box of cheese nips on the counter just to wrap myself around my beau. It just felt right because she slowly melted between my lean arms.

"I did it again, didn't I?" she asked while wrapping her arms around herself.

"Yeah, you did. I understand why though," my lips uttered as I leaned into her and held her tightly as if she was going to run away from me.

"Jana, I'm trying just like you are. I'm sorry for nagging again. Sometimes, I feel like you don't take this seriously and you're not helping me. Like you're being passive again and just don't care," she admitted as she turned to me and looked me in my eyes.

"Jess, you constantly give them the attention they want when they want it. I feel that's why they act the way they do. The consistent popping and spanking is not helping because they know you're going to do it and they want to keep pushing your buttons. I'm not being passive. I just tune them out when they are yelling like that. You hear that?" I spoke and pointed upstairs, referencing the children upstairs. No more banging and hollering from them. Somehow, they got quiet.

"Silence. I leave them alone to cope for a minute and we come back to talk about it when they're calm. You can't hear them when they're screaming, Jess. They're about to be three years old. We don't have time for the yelling anymore. You just have to trust me on this. We can be on one accord and parent differently. As long as we're both saying the same thing or we both agree on a resolution, that's all that matters. Kids are breaking dishes, I talk to them, and you pop them on the hand. But we both want them to keep their hands off the dishes. We just need to make sure we're both sending the same message and do it in a way that's effective for them. If you get what I mean," I finished as my body grew closer to hers.

I couldn't help but keep my eyes on those lips of hers. We were having a serious conversation and I just wanted to kiss her like we haven't seen each other in a thousand years. All I wanted was her in that moment and she wasn't pushing me away.

As our noses touched, my eyes continued studying her delectable lips while she bit on them and they curled up into a slick smirk. It didn't take long for my fingers to travel up her luscious and exposed thighs, slipping under those short ass pajama bottoms she'd never wear outside of the house. Not on my watch.

She was still the only woman in the world that could turn me on like a light in the matter of a few seconds. My body grew hot as I felt her body temp grow at a fast pace alongside her breathing.

"Jay, the kids are upstairs," she panted as her hands landed on either side of my face.

"You're not stopping me. It's my turn to play," I growled against her lips as I gripped onto her pajama bottoms and pulled them down to the ground.

Our lips roughly connected in an instant and she pulled on my shirt as shocks shot through my body like lightening. This is what I've longed for, craved, begged, and pleaded for a long time. This was my chance to unravel my diamond without interruptions. I didn't mean just the kids. Phone calls from work and friends, neighbors coming around at all times of the day or night, etc. This was my time to be with my baby alone, even if it was for just five minutes. I craved this woman.

Pushing her up onto the counter, I helped her take off her lounge shirt just for her naked chest to reveal itself. It was like looking at a juicy steak and you just wanted to devour. In my case, two juicy steaks and now I'm fucking hungry for her.

Our heavily breathing fell in sync as she spoke with "I don't think this is a good time to-"

Interrupting her speech, I grazed my fingers over her tender thick thighs as my nostrils took in the lovely scent of peonies and amber that surrounded her neck. A Thousand Wishes.

The inside of her thighs displayed the wetness coming from her lubricated center already, making me want to swim through all of that. I wanted a taste.

As my fingers slowly roamed closer to her sweet folds, my tongue tasted her delicate neck and took in more of her beautiful scent. The things that this woman does to me. She drives me insane.

Soft panting flowed from her lips as I took my time to reach her center with my fingers until...

"Jay, don't stab my vagina like you did last time."

Those words came from her lips and I couldn't help but be offended. Since when did I ever stab her in the vagina with my fingers? She never complained before about me fingering her. We'll play this game.

Taking a nipple in between my lips, my fingers slowly inched their way into her folds. The tips of my fingers weren't even fully inside yet since she didn't want me to stab her. I'll show you how I can play, babe.

While sucking on her hard nipples, I watched as Jess' head fell back and she moaned at the same pace as my fingers circled around her sweet spot. Her moans turned into groans and that meant she was getting annoyed. Good. Now you know how I feel.

After finishing off by sucking on her left nipple, I felt my hair being pulled back and my face lift up to Jess'. "Stop fucking playing with me. I hate when you do that shit," she seeped from her teeth, realizing that I was taking way too long with my fingers.

Chuckling to myself, I sarcastically came out with "Just trying to make sure I don't stab you."

My fingers swam deeper inside her and a deep moan came from both our mouths at the same time. As they swam inside her, I was turned on even more at the sight of her spreading her legs apart across the counter top, giving me a full view of her privates.

I dipped my head down in between her opened thighs and my tongue touched down onto her drenched core as my fingers continued swimming through her insides. They were playing inside her like it was a beautiful day in the ocean and I loved every moment of it.

Jess was out of control and she got lost in this loving as she clenched onto my hair again. Her moans became louder and louder while my body tightened up at the sound. Just what I wanted. She kept me on a much needed high as I continued playing with her pussy with my tongue and filling her with an extra finger.

I continued tasting her sweetness as she wiggled around signaling that she was about to come. She drove me through a new level of ecstasy and I wasn't even the one getting drilled. Just the sounds coming from her lips alone turned me out. Her hair was all over her face as she gripped onto my hair and her chest rose and fell heavily.

"Mmm, fuck! I can't take it, baby! I'm coming," she panted as her legs flailed around me and my pants were drenched after that. I was gone.

Soon, the juices from her delicious core fell onto my tongue and I took it all in while she grunted at the feeling. Sucking her nub dry and her nectar off my fingers, I felt my face being pulled into hers before she placed her lips on mine. Her actual lips, that is.

We shared a sloppy kiss while I gripped her ass before she said "I fucking hate you. You eat me like you've never eaten in your entire life. At the same time, I can't get over you."

Biting my lip at her words, I cracked a smirk afterwards to say "Food isn't always promised. Especially with you. I have to get all that I can get."

Best homemade meal ever.