Chapter 9

"Babe, you called Marcus?"

"What? How did you know?"

"He called me."

"What did he say?" That snitch. If I wanted my husband to know I would've told him.

"Did you really think I didn't know what they were up to?"

"You knew? What the heck?"

"I knew what you were up to as well, but I didn't expect you to call in the big dog."

"How did you know what I was up to?"

"Baby, I always know where you are."

"You always say that, but I don't believe you."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He scrolled through his photos and held one out for me to see. "What am I looking at here?"

"That's you in your car just before you followed Jessica the day she hugged me on the street."

My mouth fell open in shock. "I'm very proud of you, by the way."

"Proud about what?" I pouted because he'd stolen my thunder. He sucked my bottom lip between his teeth, and my heart and places south jumped.

"You went into fight mode. Now I know that if something really happened to me, you'd have my back." He deepened the kiss, and I was ready to give it up when he pulled away.

"Now fall back and let me handle it."

"No way."

"Yes, way. I don't want you involved with this shit. It's bigger than you think."

"What do you mean?"

"Promise me you'll step back, and I'll tell you more."

I folded my arms and faced the wall. Something in me was tickled. I haven't played the brat since I gave birth to my triplets almost nineteen years ago. He used to kiss me out of my snit, and now was no different.

I let him kiss me silly before sliding my hand down his front to cup his hard cock in my hand. "Umm, gimme." I unzipped him with one hand and felt the heat of his cock through his silk boxers. He was already hard and full, and I felt liquid pool at the mouth of my sex in anticipation.

"I want to eat you first." He left my lips and made his way down my body, coming to a stop between my thighs. I spread my legs open and opened myself with my fingers. His nostrils flared as he inhaled my scent before dipping his tongue inside me.

I tugged at his arms, and he knew what I wanted. He performed some gymnastics and flipped us over and into the sixty-nine. I spread my legs over his head and lowered my dripping pussy to his mouth while licking the length of his cock.

I tasted the bead of precum that settled in the slit on the head of his cock before taking him into my throat. He moaned, and I felt it in my sex, which made me shiver. He sat up a little and pushed my head down on his cock, and I rode his tongue while greedily swallowing his cock.

Just as I was about to cum he pulled his tongue out of me and pushed me down his body until I lifted up and took his cock in deep in the reverse cowgirl. He was thick and hard, and I felt so full. Then he lifted me by my hips and pulled me off and on his rod as I hissed and bounced.

He eased a finger into my virgin ass, and I came harder than ever before. It seemed to go on forever as my orgasm triggered his. He flipped me around to face him while still impaled on his cock, then threw me to my back and pounded into me hard and fast until he tensed up and came again.

Wow, I didn't know that was possible."

"Yeah, me neither." He'd cum twice in one go. I didn't know that could happen, but it made me feel ten feet tall. I calmed down by circling his nipple with my fingertip. "Babe, can I ask a question?"

"You may ask me anything?"

"How come we never made love like this before?"

"Because you weren't ready."

"What?" I tried to sit up to look at him, but he pushed my head back down on his shoulder.

"Our first time was our wedding night. You were a virgin. You had our triplets nine months later and our son less than a year later."

"But?"

"You've always been shy in bed."

"But didn't you ever want to try all these things before?"

"Yes, but you're the only one I want to try them with."

"So why didn't you ever say anything before?"

"Because there's no way I would force you to do anything you weren't comfortable with. By the way. I hate condoms."

"You've been wearing them for almost seventeen years."

"Because you're allergic to birth control."

"But that's not fair. What about we?"

"We haven't been using any lately."

"Yeah, but we can't do that forever. I still get a period, you know." My face was as red as a tomato.

"Babe, both times I fucked you without birth control, you bred. What makes you think this time is any different?" He had the nerve to slip back inside me after making that statement of horror.

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"You'll stayyour ass home and stay out of it." My mouth was, once again, down to my chin. Who is this person? My husband has never said a cross word in front of me before.

"Will not." He leaned over me until I was pressed into the pillows.

"Do you know what else I like with sex? Spanking. Only your first might not be as enjoyable for you if you don't behave."

"What has gotten into you? Where's my sweet, pliable husband?"

"You opened that door; we're not closing it again." I wasn't sure if to be pleased or scared. He even looked different.

"What else have you been hiding from me, Mark Wilson?" He smiled like the adorable boy I met a lifetime ago, but I wasn't sure if I should trust it. I got up off the bed to help him fix his tie, forgetting that I was naked.

The heat in his eyes killed any embarrassment I might have felt. Now that my secret was out, I found myself feeling shy again. He probably put two and two together and realized I turned into a sex maniac because I thought he was cheating. Would he believe me if I said I had stopped pretending after the first time?

"Mark?"

"What is it, baby?"

"You know it wasn't all pretend, don't you?"

"Of course, babe. If it was, the fault would be mine, not yours." Now, this is the Mark I know. He's always said the sweetest things to me but somehow his tone had changed.

"So, did you never enjoy sex with me?"

"What kind of question is that? I've loved every time we made love, and now I love fucking you. I guess it's good that you came out of your shell now that the kids are out of the house; you're a screamer."

"Oh my goodness." I buried my face in his chest, and he kissed my hair.

"Now be a good girl and stay home. Leave the rest of this to me. These people are not what they seem."

"But I want to help."

"No, I mean it. You do not want your first spanking to be a punishment. Now kiss me and let me go." I did as I was told just to get him out of the house because I needed time to think.

What did he mean it was more serious than I thought? What exactly are those two up to? What could be more serious than trying to shake him down for millions? If it's not about the company, then what is it about?

I waited until the coast was clear and locked myself away in my office before getting down to work. Obviously, Marcus isn't going to be of any help since he's snitching, so I'm on my own. Hmm, unless…. No, I can't get her involved. She's a Fed, but we're not that close, and it might seem out of place for me to call her.

I could call Hank, but I'm sure he'd just do what Marcus did. But how else am I going to get the information that I need? All I have is what's on paper, but it's obvious that there's more to their story if they've done this before because there wasn't so much as a hint of anything in their past.

On paper, they're both professionals with a healthy resume, though I was able to find out that Jack's diploma is fake; that was as far as I got on him. He's not the first to lie about his degree to get a job, but how did our people not know this?

Here I was, thinking I was so smart that I had my hand on the pulse of the situation, but apparently, I knew nothing. I picked up my phone to make a call. "Yes, love."

"At least tell me that they're evil."

"Why? Are you feeling guilty about the shrimp?"

"Holy… you know about that?"

He just laughed like it was funny. "You have nothing to feel guilty about. But I still want you to stay out of it."

"You were lying when you said you know everything I do, right?"

"If you say so."