24. Garrett

I'm not sure when I fell asleep, but I was awakened to the most amazing sensation. It took me a second to remember the time and place. We were still in the air; the flight was going to be very long, like almost a whole day long, and with the time difference, we'd be a day ahead by the time we landed.

She wasn't lying next to me but was between my thighs with my dick in her mouth. I looked down at the top of her head as it went up and down. She couldn't take all of me, but I could feel that little piece of flesh at the back of her throat against the head of my cock each time she sucked me in.

I gritted my teeth and held still as if I were still asleep so as not to alert her while she sucked me off, but then she pulled off my cock, and I snapped my eyes close, leaving just the barest slits open so I could see her.

She held my cock in her hand and looked at it this way and that, then she cracked her jaw, did some kind of wriggle with her mouth, and swooped down on my cock. I almost jerked straight up in bed and couldn't hold back my yell of surprise.

"Holeeee….." What the fuck was that? She'd swallowed my whole dick like it was nothing. Don't get me wrong, I've had women give me head before, where they were able to take my whole length and width in after much trial and error. I know she's a mathematical engineer, but fuck. How the hell did she figure that out so soon?

She didn't pay me any attention as she sucked my cock in between taking deep breaths until she buried her nose in my pelvic bone and went to town. She seemed to be concentrating very hard on what she was doing, and my dick felt it all. She breathed around my cock, then swallowed, then licked, and repeated.

She treated my cock like her latest toy, pulling it out of her mouth every few minutes to lick the head before sucking me back into her throat. I was speechless and more than a little bit amazed at her talent. She didn't choke once.

She seemed to be having a gay old time if the humming was any indication, and she didn't complain when I fisted her hair to help her out. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it, even when I tugged harder. She let me fuck her mouth on and off my cock without complaint, and my salacious mind wondered how far she'd let me go.

I eased off, though, because this was her show, and I didn't want to be the greedy, insufferable husband who didn't let his wife play to her heart's content. I dropped my hands from her hair and gave the reins back over to her. That's when the fun begun.

I'm not sure she realized or remembered that my dick was alive and attached to the rest of me. She was down there for what felt like forever, but she wouldn't let me cum. Each time I got close, she'd cut off my shit by squeezing my dick in just the right place at just the right time. The shit almost made me go blind with need.

I wanted to beg and had to bite my lip to keep the words behind my teeth. Let her do her thing. If this was her way of dealing with her hurt, I'm on board. Once she had her fill and my dick was on the point of pain from needing release, she climbed on top of me with my dick in hand and worked my cock into her tight pussy.

She rocked and rolled her hips until she had all of me stuffed in there, then planted her hands on my chest and fucked herself with her eyes closed, her head flung back, and her tits squeezed between her pressed arms, begging for my mouth.

I didn't want to do anything to spook her because, at this point, I wasn't even sure where she was in her head, but the need to taste her was killing me. There was a certain kind of pleasure in denying myself, of having to keep my hands and lips to myself. It hurt like hell, but there was an element of sexual heat in there somewhere.

I watched her as she used me to get off, rocking her hips back and forth harder and faster until she yelped before flopping down on my chest, spent and fighting for her next breath. "You done?" She'd barely nodded her head once before I had her on her back with her legs over my shoulders pounding into her.

I thought for sure I'd be cumming on the third pump, but she felt so warm and good in this position that I fought like hell to stay longer inside her. With her pussy tilted up like this, she was pretty much at the mercy of my punishing thrusts.

I told myself to ease off to go easy, but my brain couldn't get that message to my dick which was going on a rampage inside her. I tried to go easy, I tried to stay out of her womb, but once again, my head and cock were not cooperating with each other.

She grunted and groaned, but still no words, as she scratched her way down my back. Even with her manicure, I felt that shit, but it suited the moment. When she bit my chest, my dick responded with a thump and spat out precum at an accelerated rate.

I'd been easing in and out of her womb, fucking harder and harder because I couldn't help myself. If I was hurting her, I wouldn't know, but I was too far gone to turn back now. Her hips kept up with mine, lifting and falling in tandem. And when our mouths fused together and she bit me, I returned the favor because I realized that this was what she wanted.

The harder I fucked into her, the wetter she got until I was just slipping and sliding into her over and over again each time I fucked outside of her womb. It was intense, it was wild, it was nuts. At one point, I tried pulling back again because it was too much.

The sound of flesh meeting flesh as our bodies slapped together rang out in the room, and I was so deep in her I knew I had to be hurting her somehow, but she wouldn't let me stop. She didn't say anything, but her arms found their way around us and gripped my ass hard, pulling me deeper into her.

I gave her what she wanted until we came together in a blinding rush of sexual bliss. It felt like I was cumming for a long time, and in the end, I had no strength left. I lost my sense of time and place again for a few seconds, and when I came back to my senses, her fingers were playing in my sweat-drenched hair.

I lifted my chest up off her so she could breathe. "Now feed me!" That's what she said to me. I feel so used. My eyes fell to her heaving chest, and I leaned down and nipped one of her nipples with my teeth.

"Not yet. I'm not done fucking you yet." I didn't even have to pull out because my dick never went down. I rocked into her while keeping our eyes locked, and she was right there with me. This time, I lasted much longer, and there was a lot more kissing and touching.

It was just as intense, if not more, but there was more soft gentleness as I held her close and poured my seed into her. When we were both spent, I eased my cock out of her as gently as I could until it plopped out of her, already shrunken to half its size but still not fully soft. I guess that's going to be my new normal.

I rang through and ordered lunch to be served while we got cleaned up and went back to our seats. She was walking a bit on her toes, which I knew meant I had hurt her again, but there were no complaints. I'd packed the numbing cream but didn't think to leave it in our carry-on. I didn't know I was going to lose my shit and fuck her into the ether.

I noticed she brought out her devices as soon as we sat down and lunch was served, and figured she was ready to rumble. "What are you doing?" She had the same setup as before. Laptop, phone, and tablet all spread out in front of her. Her eyes were clear, and you couldn't tell that she'd been selectively mute for the past twenty-four hours.

She dipped her fry in ketchup and mayo, gross, then popped it in her mouth before looking at me with a grin on her face. "Stuff!" Why is she so fucking adorable? Because of that grin, I didn't care if she was about to start a world war; I'm on her side.

"What kind of stuff?" I cut a piece of salmon and held my fork out to her. She opened her mouth and sneered at the taste of the fish. Her southern palate leaves much to be desired. If it was up to her, she'd eat steak, potatoes, and BBQ every day with a side of French fries.

I'm not sure how she's kept her body so perfect because she doesn't like exercise, from what I've seen. She's tiny, like her Mom, while her brothers are all tall and built like their Dad. Good genes I hope she passes on to our daughters. Speaking of daughters.

"Baby, are you on birth control?" She seemed to have to think over my words, and then her eyes widened before going back to normal.

"No, but we're fine. I don't think I can have babies, honestly."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I've been having sex for four years, and it never happened. I mean, I used protection ninety-nine percent of the time, but… I don't want to talk about it, okay?" Fine; for a minute there, I was beginning to think she didn't understand the birds and the bees, but now I know she just diverts when she doesn't want to face the facts.

"Fine, we won't talk about it." I married a crazy person. "I'll just wake you up after the baby is born."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I want to breed you on our honeymoon if you're not already. So, are you on birth control?"

"No, I was, but I stopped after that night. Dammit!" Here we go. I smoothly cut into my fish, and she popped another fry in her mouth rather aggressively, which I chose to ignore. She didn't realize but I was gauging where her mindset was at. At least, that was part of it. The other part I was very serious about.

She was no longer hurt, as her brothers had said, but she didn't seem mad either; I don't know what the hell she was. I wasn't sure if I should bring it up or not, but as much as I didn't want her to fall back into that almost catatonic state, I didn't want there to be anything we couldn't discuss with each other.

"You want to tell me how you're feeling about last night?"

"No, not right now."

"Why not?"

"I'm not dealing with it now. I still have other people to deal with first." Oh boy!

"Does that mean you plan to deal with your family at some point down the line?"

"What do you think?"

"I wouldn't know, I don't know you that well."

"Really? I thought you knew everything."

"Funny! Now tell me!"

"Like I said, I'm not thinking about them right now. There's still Denny and Lacey and Helen and Mitzie."

"I see; oh, by the way, this is for you." I reached over and passed her the folder that contained the information about her parents.

She flipped it open and read for a few minutes before she smiled, if you can call it that. I felt my nuts draw up to my ass. "Alyssa!" She hummed and ate her fries while gazing out at the clouds.

"This is the best honeymoon ever."

"We're not there yet."

"Speak for yourself; my honeymoon started as soon as we got on the plane."

"Yes, ma'am." I guess that part of the conversation was over. I'll just keep my eyes and ears out and alert her family to any danger if I see fit. I know she would regret really hurting them, even if she is nuts.

"So where are we going?" I pulled out another folder with our itinerary as well as a binder with the houses my people had found in different locations around New Zealand. Just because she likes LOTR doesn't mean she'd want to live in the North Islands, so I had them throw in some places like Herne Bay, Flagstaff, and the like. Knowing her, nothing they found will be to her liking.

"Now I'm bummed I only have two weeks."

"We can change that."

"Really? How?"

"You do realize you now work for me right?"

"How do you figure that?"

"Our companies were just combined, well, sort of. I asked for you to work solely on my interest."

"You did not. When did all this happen?"

"Before you left for Cabo. I figured if you turned down my marriage proposal, I'd at least be able to keep you close to me."

"Why didn't I hear of this?"

"I asked your former boss not to tell you until after."

"You…" oh, so now I'm the target.

"It comes with a much bigger raise than you were expecting, and you get to work with your husband."

"Don't get any ideas. I'll turn your ass in to the labor board if you dick with me."

"I believe you would." The next sixty years are going to be entertaining, that's for sure.

"About those babies."

"Grrrrrrr!" I guess that's that.