Jealousy

Title: Jealousy

By: pissiMissi

Rating: R

Pairing: Angelina/Rosario

Prompt: 39. Collars

Angelina tugged on her lover’s collar pulling her forward into a fiery kiss, “We only have a few hours before Brad gets home with the children....” She whispered.

Rosario kissed the woman down her throat moving towards her breasts her lips closed around Angelina’s toughened nipple. She sucked deeply and moaned as the thick liquid filled her mouth, she took several small mouthfuls until she felt a sharp tug on her collar.

“No.” Angelina said, all playfulness gone, her eyes stared deeply into Rosario’s, “It’s not yours anymore, pet, this belongs to my baby.”

She frowned, “The pet is sorry, Mistress.” Rosario was suddenly jealous, it had only bee a few weeks and she was already jealous of a little baby. But it wasn’t fair. They were together before she ever started that movie with Brad, true she and Angelina never went public with their relationship and now probably never would. Rosario looked away from her another tug on the collar forced her to look at her Mistress.

“You’re forgiven.” Angelina pressed a kiss against her throat above the leather collar.

Her full lips sent shivers down Rosario’s spine. “Mistress, may the pet speak?”

She nodded.

Her lips trembled as she spoke, “The pet is angry at the new baby and Mister.” Rosario paused waiting for Angelina to speak but she motioned for her to continue. “I feel like you don’t love me anymore I-” She gasped feeling a sharp smack against her mouth.

“Don’t ever say that, pet!” Angelina glared at her, “I do love you very much.”

“Then why-” Rosario was cut off my her mouth she felt her mistress’s arms wrap tightly around her neck as the kiss intensified.

Angelina broke away both of them breathing hard, “You and I have something I could never have.” Her friends brushed over the leather collar around Rosario’s throat, “This is the symbol of our love for each other. I gave it to you to show my caring, love and dominance over you.”

Joy filled her body, her cheeks burning with happiness. The younger woman kissed her neck and chest moving down her stomach, her thighs and even her legs. Rosario bathed the woman’s feet with her tongue, “I adore you, Miss,” she whispered.