"Now?"
"Well, we're going to start the process now. We won't actually be able to have sex until the end of the week."
I blushed and nodded. "I-I know, but this feels a little open..."
Denver shut the sliding door of our rented beach house and pulled the sheer drapes across to obscure us from view as he stalked me to the bed. I plopped down on the edge and let him grasp my hands, my face on fire as he kissed my knuckles.
"Is this okay with you, Em?"
I nodded, cupping his face. "Of course, Den."
"But now, no more touching. This week is going to be torturous for a number of reasons, but I want you to know that I am excited to try this with you."
My cheeks flushed and I nodded, then shuffled back on the bed and stripped off my collared t-shirt. Denver bit his lip as I pushed down my shorts and underwear with one movement, exposing myself to him. I motioned for him to follow suit, so my husband did so with trembly fingers.
We observed each other, looking at every part of exposed skin that we could see by just sitting on the bed. I admit I did spend a bit of time memorizing his big chest and that rod that was standing proud on my husband's lap. And I know Denver was hungrily eating me up with his eyes because he had to blink a few times and swallow thickly.
I didn't want to tease him too much, but I leaned back on my forearms and spread my legs. Denver hissed when I tilted my pelvis up to show off everything.
"Emil," he groaned, then spread his legs to keep himself from trying to get friction. I gulped, my cheeks burning from his sexy appearance.
After all, neither of us were allowed to do any masturbating for this Polynesian sex method that would last a total of a week. The seventh day was when we are allowed to go at it like bunnies if we want.
"Em, where would you like to go tomorrow? What places would you like to visit?"
I hummed, laying back on the bed. Denver pushed up and walked over on his knees, then settled onto his right side next to me. I smiled, the urge to kiss my man simmering in the forefront of my mind. But I kept control of myself and let my back sink into the bed as I heaved a sigh.
"I'd like to check out the touristy areas here tomorrow, along with the restaurant we looked up before. My mouth is watering already."
Denver chuckled, moving his hand before placing it back onto the bed. He was clearly struggling like me, so I think we both figured out how difficult this challenge was going to be for us. But at least we're doing it together.
"Then how about we leave at nine tomorrow and get breakfast at a stand, then hit up some shops along the main drag?"
"Sounds like a plan, Den." I replied happily, then winked at him. "Tomorrow will be fun."
Denver raked his fingers through his dark brown hair, his face red as he watched me with a slightly worried yet also needy expression. "Em, please don't tease me too much."
"Hmm? But it looks like you think the teasing is a good idea." I remarked, pointing at his cock that was oozing even more pre-come now.
Denver blushed, hiding his face for a moment before he looked at me with a smirk. "Don't forget I can tease you too, Em."
I gulped, then we grinned at each other. I sat up and quickly redressed, then pointed to the beach while my man pulled his clothes back on. My suggestion was simple.
"How about a late night walk on the beach? The white sand is glowing from the moonlight."
Denver smiled. "Sure, let's go."
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Saved by Daddy (MxM DDLB) | Completed
RomanceEmil Robertson is a little special with emphasis on the "little." He's twenty-two years old and has a unique family situation. "Unique" doesn't always mean "good," and it certainly does not hold positive connotations for Emil's situation. But he's...