Chapter 107: Their Honeymoon

NADIA

Dean and I were lying side by side on two extremely comfortable deck chairs.

"Don't you think this bikini is a little too small?" Dean asked, showing his jealousy.

"No." I shrugged and smiled at the face he made.

We were on our honeymoon in Barbados, at his fancy hotel—or rather, our fancy hotel, since he gets angry when I don't use the word "our" when referring to his possessions, or rather, "our possessions."

"Who would look at a pregnant woman with a five-month belly?" I asked, taking a sip of my orange juice.

"Any straight guy," he said sulkily.

"Here, put this sarong on."

I stared at the colorful cloth in his hands and frowned.

"No," I replied.

"I'm fine as I am."

"a..." Dean murmured.

"Don't make me cover you by force."

"As if you had the guts." I looked at him defiantly.

"After all, I'm your frail, pregnant wife."

Dean bit his lip, understanding what I meant; after all, he insists on refusing to have sex with me, claiming that the baby could get hurt.

Screw that worry, my hormones are begging for sexual release, and seeing him shirtless with all his sensuality on display for any girl to drool over is reason enough for me to want him on top of me, saying he loves me and that he's only mine.

"You know we can't." He made a sad face.

"No, I don't know anything about that." I turned to him, looking seriously.

"The doctor already said there's no problem in having sex, we just need to be more careful and use positions that don't put pressure on the stomach."

"I know," Dean sighed.

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself, I will hurt you and the baby at the same time."

"You're not going to." I placed my hand over his.

"I trust you, my dear, worried husband."

Dean smiled at the compliment and held my hand.

Are you sure you want this, my beautiful and insatiable wife?

"With all my being." I smiled mischievously.

Dean pulled my hand, helping me to my feet, and after we kissed, we left for our hotel suite.

DEAN

I led her to our room and gently laid her on the bed covered with red sheets, then kissed her passionately, feeling the desire growing inside me.

She immediately noticed the bulge in my pants and smiled mischievously, making my desire for her triple, and to my surprise, she grabbed the sides of my shorts and pulled them down without a second thought.

Seeing that I wasn't wearing swim trunks, Nadia gave me a mischievous look and, without giving me a chance to process her actions, she took my cock in her mouth all at once.

I let out a pained, needy groan, which encouraged her to continue increasing the back-and-forth motion of her soft, wet lips.

Nadia. – I held her shoulders, pushing her away. – If you keep going like this, I'm going to cum in your mouth, and even though that sounds tempting, right now what I want most is to be inside you.

She smiled, agreeing with the argument, and lay down on her back on the bed, opening her delicious legs.

"You're so hot, Mrs. Hartford." I moved closer to her thighs and placed a wet kiss on each one.

"Thank you, Mr. Hartford," she said, half-moaning.

"You are also worthy of admiration."

I smiled at the compliment and began tracing a trail of kisses down her thigh, leading towards her succulent, wet pussy.

As I gave her the first lick, I was satisfied by my wife's needy moan, as she intertwined her fingers in my hair and pushed me towards her swollen bud.

Without denying my wife's request, I sucked and licked her incessantly, making her sigh and moan, driven wild by the orgasms she experienced.

After she relaxed for the third time, I moved away from her tempting thighs and positioned myself between her legs, penetrating her carefully.

Once I was completely inside her, I felt my body begging for wild, uncontrolled pleasure, but I decided to ignore it and slowly pulled out and re-entered, making a back-and-forth motion repeatedly.

With a lot of patience and willpower, I continued to penetrate her slowly, until I felt her nails dig into my butt.

"Faster!" Nadia exclaimed desperately.

I smiled contentedly and began to increase the pace of my thrusts, which drove her wild, just as it was driving me crazy.

I kept thrusting my body against hers, when I felt her pussy squeeze me deliciously, making my control go out the window.

The movements became wild, and I could do nothing but let myself be carried away by Nadia's sensual moans, who was screaming my name on the verge of her fourth orgasm.

Sensing that I, too, was not far from my own liberation, I placed my hand between her thighs and began to rub her clit, which made her scream my name as her body exploded in ecstasy.

Nadia! – I moaned her name and surrendered completely, letting my pleasure fill her inside.

Then I lay down beside her, making sure my body didn't suffocate her, and after hugging her and snuggling our bodies together, I said:

Rest a bit, because you'll need plenty of energy for tonight's marathon.

She smiled and rubbed against me, teasing me.

"I can't wait to participate in this 'marathon' thing," she said smiling, and then we both fell into a post-orgasm sleep.

Both of us are happy to have each other to love and fulfill our most infamous desires, desires born from a love in full bloom.