Chapter 11 - The Husband I Waited For

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

Chapter 11: Calvin Klein Confessions (Part 2)

Corey turned to me, smiling softly. “Baby… were you sni-ffing my underwear?”

I laughed, embarrassed. “I couldn’t help it. Sorry. You left them on the floor and I just… they smelled like you.”

I watched his face carefully, unsure what he was thinking. But then he surprised me.

He leaned in, kissed my cheek, and said, “That’s actually really cute, babe.”

Then, holding them out to me, Corey said with a grin, “Don’t be shy. If you want my scent, baby… smell them for me.”

My mouth went dry. The way he said it...casual, teasing, almost proud sent a rush straight through me. I reached out, slowly, and took the underwear from his hand.

My fingers trembled slightly. His scent was already filling the air around us: musky, tangy, raw but as I lifted the briefs closer to my nose, it got stronger.

“Go on,” he coaxed, his voice lower now. “Smell deep. Really breathe in my sweaty cock and my hot, heavy balls.”

I moaned without meaning to, the sound slipping from my throat as the full hit of his scent hit me. His underwear was a little damp in the pouch. I buried my nose deeper.

“You can smell my underwear anytime you want baby,” Corey said, watching me with that amused, affectionate smirk. “I think it’s cute how obsessed you are. And you know where to come if you ever want it straight from the source.”

I looked up at him, face flushed, biting back a nervous laugh. “Thanks for not judging me. I know it’s kind of weird... sni-ffing your underwear like that.”

Corey leaned in and kissed me, slow and warm. “Hey, it’s a two-way street, my love.

And absolutely a judgment-free zone. We said no secrets, remember?”

I smiled into the kiss, but my cheeks were still hot. “No secrets, even if I’m a little freak, my hung hubby.”

He cupped my face, his thumb brushing my cheek. “Then I guess it’s time you found out your husband’s a bit of a freak too, Liam.”

I blinked, heart skipping. “What do you mean?”

Corey shifted on the bed, his voice softer now. “Since we’re on the subject of secrets, I want to admit something too. ”

I blinked and turned onto my side to face him, sensing the shift in the air. My voice was gentle. “Baby… you can tell me anything.”

He scratched the back of his neck, that rare flicker of nervousness showing up on his face; something I almost never saw from him, especially not when we were nake-d in bed. “It’s nothing bad,” he said quickly. “It’s just… there’s this little kink I’m into.”

I smirked, trying to lighten the mood. “And here I was thinking this giant thing up my ass was just for my pleasure.”

That made him laugh, shoulders loosening a bit. “Okay, fair. But this one’s a little different.”

I tilted my head. “Yeah?”

He hesitated, then met my eyes. “Sometimes… I really like it when my nipples get sucked. I don’t know, it’s not a huge thing or whatever, but it turns me on. But like...it’s okay if you’re not into that sort of thing, babe. I just thought I’d— ”

He didn’t even get to finish. I shoved him gently back down on the mattress, climbing up with a grin. “Really?” I said, my hands already sliding up his chest.

“That’s all it is?”

“Wait, are you sure Liam ---” he started, eyes widening.

“Baby, you didn’t judge me for sni-ffing your underwear… and I’m not about to judge you for this,” I said softly, my voice low as I leaned in toward his pecs. “And if I’m being completely honest… I have to admit...”

His chest rose under me, all thick and hard and perfect, and I could barely bring myself to look up but when I did, I gave him the most honest, needy eyes I had in me. “Before you were getting ready for the gym…” I paused, swallowing. “When you bounced your pecs; I fucking lost it. I wanted to suck them so bad.”

He smiled, slow and tender, like I’d just told him the most romantic thing in the world. His fingers slid through my hair gently, pulling me a little closer.

“Oh, baby…” he said softly, his other hand gliding along my jaw. “I’m so glad.”

Then he leaned in, pressing his forehead to mine for just a second before whispering,

“It’s yours, baby. Suck it as hard as you want to.”

And I was already lowering my head.

My lips met his left nipple first, warm and soft. I licked slowly at first, teasing the skin around it, and then circled in closer until I could feel him twitch beneath me. I sucked it gently, then a little harder, tugging it with my mouth while my fingers rolled the other one between my thumb and knuckle. His breath hitched hard.

“F-fuck,” Corey gasped, his hips arching slightly off the bed.

I grinned against his chest. “You sure you’re not the needy one tonight?”

He moaned louder when I sucked again..longer this time, deeper and I felt his cock hardening against my thigh, thick and heavy and so hot against my skin. His hand slid down to my back, fingers curling into me like he needed something to hold on to.

My entire face was buried in my husband’s chest, smothered between those thick, sweaty pecs that had been pumped up just twenty minutes ago at the gym. His skin was warm, still damp, and he smelled incredible; clean sweat, salt, something deep and alpha and all his. I took a long inhale, eyes fluttering shut, and dragged my tongue across to his other pec.

I popped it into my mouth, wrapping my lips around the hard little nub, and sucked. Slow, deliberate suction. Just enough to make him twitch.

His cock pulsed harder against my thigh, and I could feel the precum smearing just under my skin; sticky and warm. He leaned his head back, face turned to the right, moaning low through his throat.

“Aah, fuckk, baby…” Corey gasped, his voice strained with pleasure.

I sucked again, harder this time, letting the soft edge of my teeth scrape just enough to make him hiss. My mouth held his nipple like it belonged to me; popped out slightly and wet between my lips and I was so far gone in it, so drunk on him, I knew I was in love.

Corey chuckled, then picked up the underwear that was lying next to me. He brought it to his nose and took a deep whiff, blinking once.

“Damn,” he laughed. “My junk got ripe. I get why you were secretly sni-ffing these.”

I blushed hard, burying my face into his chest to hide. “Stop teasing me, Corey.”

“You’re a dirty, kinky boy, Liam,” he grinned, flicking the waistband against my cheek. “And I’d run twenty miles a day if it meant coming home sweaty for my prince.”

He just laid beneath me, completely nake-d, legs slightly apart, his underwear still in his hand, tapping my face and making me sni-ff it again. The scent hit me all over again, and I felt myself throb hard. I knew he could feel the slickness of my cock leaking onto his thigh.

Corey kissed my forehead and his eyes were gleaming with that teasing heat. “Aww, baby,” he murmured with a cocky smile. “Look at that… is sni-ffing my Calvin Kleins making you hard? If you were missing my cock that bad…”

He set the underwear aside on the bed, slow and deliberate.

I felt it right away; his cock, thick and flushed, already rubbing against my body like it had been waiting for an excuse. Proud, ready and all nine and half inches in it’s glory.. Like it knew I’d been sni-ffing his scent and decided to reward me.

“Corey…” I breathed. “You’re hard as fuck.”

He chuckled low, voice dipping into that playful growl I loved. “C’mon, baby. I wasn’t gonna give you my cock before dinner, but now? You’ve gotten me so fucking hard.”

I could not stop thinking about how his cock rubbed against my stomach.

“Go on baby,” he said, spreading his legs wider, sinking into the pillows behind him.

“Take it straight from the source. Those undies probably just had a little hint left… I did a long workout, babe. My balls are extra sweaty.”.

I crawled down his body, my heart was racing.

The moment I got close to his balls, I could smell..him; raw, warm and musky. This wasn’t like the faint scent from his underwear, this was strong.. From his body, skin, his sweat and his monster cock.

I pressed my nose into the crease of his thigh, just beside his balls. Inhaled deep.

“Fuck Corey,” I groaned, already dizzy. “You smell so fucking good…”

“Yeah?” Corey grinned, reaching down and gently running a hand through my hair.

“You like my scent, baby?”

I didn’t answer. Just let my eyes roll back and moaned, “Mhhmm,” with his cock brushing my cheek.

He guided my face lower, pressing me into his balls. I buried my nose there, letting the heat and sweat wash over me, suck-ing in breath after breath like I needed it to live.

My mouth opened and I licked it slow and wide, tongue dragging over one thick, sweaty ball, then the other. He groaned.

“Fuck, Liam…” His voice was deeper now, throatier. “Suck my balls, babyy.”

I did. Lips wrapping around one, then both, my hands cradling them like they were precious.

He grunted through his teeth. “Fucck..Goddamn.”

I pulled back, panting, and finally took his cock into my mouth; hot and heavy, a little salty from the sweat and workout.

His hips shifted just slightly just feeding it to me gently as his hand held my hair in place. The taste, smell and the way he let me worship him without a single bit of shame.

I moaned again, and his whole body twitched.

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