Page 17 of A Different Husband

“What’s that look?” He asked.

“Trying to figure out logistics.”

“Logistics?” He was puzzled, but also slightly amused. That probably meant Flynn knew exactly what the problem was and he wanted me to say it out loud. Instead, I shocked him when I dropped to my knees and licked the tip of his dick to catch the precum that had pooled there.

“Holy shit, Court,” my new husband hissed as he grabbed hold of my hair and bunched it up into his fist. “You gonna suck my fat cock, sweetheart?”

I didn’t answer. Once again, I shocked him as I reached up and yanked his pants down to his ankles along with his boxer briefs. I gripped his balls as my eyes shifted to look up at him. That hooded, sultry look would forever be stamped into my brain. If a look could make a woman’s panties burn clean off her body, then my husband would be capable of doing just that. My pussy dripped for him as I leaned in and took his cock into my mouth. At first, I just teased him by slowly sucking on the head as I squeezed his balls and gave them a sharp tug.

“Son of a…” Flynn called out in a needy growl. “Take more of it,” He demanded, and that time I relented and took his orders. My mouth stretched further than it ever had before, and while it was slightly uncomfortable, the noises my husband made was worth it. I slid one hand up his length as I sucked him down into my mouth as far as I could before my gag reflex kicked in.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Breathe through your nose. You can take more. Let me see that pretty face dripping in tears as you choke on my dick.”

Why in the hell was that so hot?

I did as he asked, and by the time he growled out his release as he shot warm jets of cum down my throat, I was desperate to have him inside me.

Chapter 12

COURTNEY

I wokeup to the morning sun shining through the windows that neither of us thought to close the night before. I groaned at the audacity of the sun to shine so brightly when I wasn’t ready for it yet. A gravelly chuckle made me turn my head to the side to see my husband lying there, obviously amused by thoughts on the morning light. My eyeballs drifted down of their own accord. My very naked husband took notice and quickly became excited at the prospect of going another round.

Honestly, I didn’t even know a man could perform so many times in such a short window. We went three vigorous rounds the night before - four if you counted the oral orgasm he gave me when we waited on him to recharge that last time. I glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It had only been three hours since the last time and my husband, champion of all things sex apparently, had risen to the occasion once again.

I glanced back up to meet his eyes and realized he was even more amused than before. “I’ll be honest with you. I’ve never had that much sex in a 24-hour period, and I’m not sure my body is ready for another.” Truthfully, I was achy and sore. We hadn’texactly gone for the gentle love making most women dream about for their wedding nights.

Flynn sat up and threw the covers over his dick. “Ignore that.”

“Kinda hard to do.” I giggled as I said it and he cocked his head to the side and rolled his eyes at me.

“Did I hurt you last night?”

My head shook before I even registered his question. “No, not at all. Like I said, I’m not used to that much, or that vigorous, or…” My eyes drifted down to his lap, “Your size.”

Flynn’s answering grin spread from ear to ear and made his eyes twinkle with delight. “Is that so?”

I threw a pillow at his face. “You are such a man!”

“All man!” My husband added as he dove toward me and dug his fingers into my sides to tickle me. “All your man,” He corrected. “We can draw a bath for you in the huge ass tub in the bathroom, A soak might help.”

“That sounds lovely, but maybe after I eat.”

“How about you soak while we wait for room service to bring the food up, and I’ll see if they can scrounge together some kind of over the counter pain killer too.”

“You are setting the husband bar pretty high. You know you have to live up to this standard forever now, right?”

“I hope so,” Flynn whispered against my ear before he placed a kiss at my temple and then hopped up to head to the bathroom. I am not ashamed to admit that I watched his ass until the damn wall got in the way. How did I not know the man had an award-winning ass?

Once I heard the water flowing steadyily, I got up and grabbed Flynn’s shirt off the floor and stuffed my arms through, then buttoned three of the buttons in the middle. When he noticed me, the smirk immediately bloomed across his handsome face.

“You do know I saw everything last night, right?”

“I know. That doesn’t mean I don’t feel weird walking around completely naked like my nudist husband.”

His grin spread wider. “I like the sound of that.”

“Being a nudist?”

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