Page 47 of Only Time Will Tell

“Mine,” he said, trying to replace my hand with his.

“That’s strike four. I said not to move or speak. Your first strike was the outburst at the bar. Your second was dragging me back to the room. Your third was moving and your fourth was speaking. For each strike, you get five swats,” I warned.

His cheeks reddened, his lips parted, and his eyes darkened, but he laid back down.

I sat at the edge of the bed, “Lay across my lap.” I waited until he was situated to continue. “Now, I’m going to spank this naughty ass twenty times. If you come before being told, that number will increase. More swats equal more time until you’re allowed to come. Count each one out loud for me, Charlie.”

The first one hit with a resounding slap. He flinched but counted, “One.”

I applied four more swats to his right cheek and massaged it then switched to the left. “Your ass looks fantastic with my handprints on it.” Then I let loose with the sixth.

He jumped but kept track. “Six.”

Whack. “Seven.”

By the time seventeen came, my hand stung so badly it throbbed, and my cock was dripping. Charlie was in tears, but his erection told me he enjoyed this.

“Twenty,” he whimpered the last number.

“Ass up.”

He lifted up, that beautifully reddened ass all mine. I peppered the handprints with kisses and slid my tongue down his crack and over his entry, tracing circles around his rim, getting him nice and wet. I knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

I leaned back, spread his legs and placed his face over my groin. “Suck.” The second my cock was in his mouth, my tongue speared him. When full body shivers hit, I stroked his cock and he cried out. “Finish me.” I wasn’t dominant in the bedroom often, but when I was he knew why. “That’s it, take it all.” I unloaded down his throat and like a good boy, he swallowed it all.

Charlie dropped on the bed beside me, and I took a moment to get the feeling back in my limbs then started the shower. He was nearly asleep as I carried him into the bathroom.

He leaned back against me as I washed him. “If that’s the punishment my jealousy gets me, then I can promise you it will rear its ugly head again.”

“You know you have nothing to worry about. Ever. I’ve been yours since the day we met.”

“I know, but sometimes blatant eye-fucking gets to me.”

“I get that, but I’m not the only one who’s been eye fucked, Charlie. You get it all the time, and I take it as a compliment. They want what I have but they can’t have it.”

“I guess,” he whined.

“Babe, it’s like you said, you have the ownership papers.” That got a laugh. “Let’s take a nap before our dinner reservations at eight.”

“Dinner reservations?” he asked, “When did you have time to make those?”

“Earlier today. I’d like to take my husband out for a nice dinner date.”

We had a private dining room to ourselves that overlooked the ocean. We shared a bottle of wine and just enjoyed each other’s company. Charlie had the lobster tail while I enjoyed some of the sweetest king crab I’d had in a long while though the ones from Pike Market were damn good too.

The remainder of our honeymoon was spent rotating between relaxing and partaking in some of the events offered by the hotel. We snorkeled and afterwards we went back to our room to go through the pictures Charlie took with the waterproof camera he’d purchased at the hotel gift shop. We were able to identify many of the fish we had in the pictures with the help of the internet. Moray eels, blue spotted stingrays, angel fish, clown fish, puffer fish, cuttle fish and cow fish, to name a few. My favorite were the sea turtles that we spotted. I was surprised at how great the pictures turned out after uploading them to our laptop.

By the end of the week, we dreaded going back to reality, but at the same time, we missed our family.

Epilogue

Charlie

Three years later…

“Daddy, are we going to see the new baby now?” our precious Marley asked.

“Yes love, as soon as Papa gets the car seat in and we put Maxy away. Come on, Marley, let’s bring him inside,” I told our four-year-old daughter as she raced me to the back door to let her puppy back in.