“You might as well wait. It’s only a few days away. You need to get the house ready first too,” Danny reminds me.
“I know. I just wish he was with us. I haven’t been away from him other than a few days before our wedding. It’s been days.” I pout.
“I can think of ways to occupy your time.” He smirks.
I laugh. “Oh, I am sure you can.” I reach up the leg of his lounging shorts and grab his dick.
“Fuck,” he growls. “I swear you are going to be the death of me.” Leaning over he gives me a quick kiss, tasting of pepperoni.
Feeling naughty, I continue to rub and stroke his growing erection.
“You do crazy things to me, Sara. You know I’d do anything to protect you, don’t you?”
The serious tone he has makes me pause. “Am I in danger, Danny? Did something happen?”
“No. Nothing like that. Just wanted to remind you how much I love you.”
“I don’t need any reminders. But if you do…” I go down to the floor, on my knees between Danny and the coffee table.
Sliding his shorts
over his hips, my eyes widen and my mouth waters as his glorious cock springs free. Licking my lips, I lean forward and take him in my mouth. Swirling my tongue along his shaft, I tease him.
A hiss of pleasure passes through his lips, as his hands find their way to my hair, pushing my head down.
Danny bucks his hips, thrusting further into my mouth.
Then his burner phone goes off ruining the moment.
“Goddamn it,” he growls. “Don’t stop, Sara,” he orders.
I try to press on, but I am distracted by him answering the call and kind of annoyed.
“What happened?” He pauses. “Fuck.” He strokes the top of my head encouraging me. I feel as though I am competing for his attention right now and I don’t like it.
Popping him out of my mouth, I look up to see him glaring at me, but I don’t care.
I’m being silly, but I feel like if he has his dick in my mouth, nothing else should be able to capture his attention. I know the club comes first but, it is a blow to my ego.
I pull the t-shirt I am wearing over my head and sink down on him. His eyes go back in his head and he bites the knuckles of his good hand as he holds the phone to his ear with the other.
“Fuck me like you want to make a baby with me, husband,” I whisper in his unoccupied ear.
He growls and tosses the phone across the room.
I win.
Danny
My wife doesn’t play fair. My fucking dick is sore we have been fucking so much. Never thought I would find myself saying we’re having too much sex. I had better enjoy it now though, because I know once Cole drops CT off, he’ll be getting all of Sara’s affection and attention. I wouldn’t have it any other way though.
I left her early this morning to get ready for what I am about to do. Terror sent Amber over to help her unpack and I left three prospects for them to boss around. Uno has been whining like a little bitch because Stephanie is riding his ass about Sara flaunting MaryAnn in her face.
“Look, man. If your old lady has beef with Sara that’s between them. I’m not getting in the middle of a catfight. We got more important shit to handle right now.”
“She’s driving me fucking nuts. In my ear like a damn broken record.”
“You know what the cure for that is, don’t you?” Boogeyman says.