The sun was just peeking over the mountain when Stephanie opened her eyes. She ached deliciously all over. Their first few days in paradise had been nothing short of spectacular. Even if they hadn’t seen anything outside of their bungalow yet. Well, anything other than the chaise lounges outside the sliding door to their bedroom. Richie was taking his husbandly honeymoon duties very seriously.
Pushing the sheet off, she rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up. She’d been horizontal much too long though. She needed some vertical time before she forgot how to use her legs for something other than to anchor herself to Richie.
Using those legs, she made her way to the bathroom and heeded Mother Nature’s call. A glance at the mirror had her running her hands through her hair and pulling it up into a messy knot on top of her head while she brushed the night from her mouth. Stepping back into the bedroom, she noted Richie hadn’t moved. She quietly found a tank and shorts in a drawer and, pulling them on, she slipped outside.
Leaning against the railing she gazed out over the turquoise water of the lagoon. She was itching to explore all the island had to offer. As much as she knew Richie was all about indoor activities, her lady parts needed a break. He couldn’t expect to keep her in that bed for the entire ten days, could he? She snorted out a laugh at the absurdity of that thought. This was Richie, of course he could. Inhaling deeply of the ocean air, she raised her arms up over her head and stretched. It wouldn’t be a hardship, but as much as she loved her husband and loved sharing a bed, couch, shower, whatever flat surface with him, she really wanted to see and do things other than each other.
Richie slid his hand across the mattress, looking for his wife. He found cold, empty sheets where her warm body should be.
Where is she?
He rolled over and opened his eyes, squinting against the rising sun. He saw her outside on the deck. Pushing the sheet off, he sat up and made his way to the bathroom. After a short stop to empty his bladder and brush his teeth, he pulled on a pair of light, cotton pants and stepped outside. He moved up behind Stephanie, bracing his arms on the railing on either side of her.
“Good morning” he murmured in her ear as he nibbled her lobe.
“Hmmmm” she shuddered. She was no match for the raspy, morning voice and her sensitivity to his touch, goosebumps bloomed on her skin. “Good morning to you too.”
Releasing the railing, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, “what are you doing up and out here so early?”
She leaned against him, resting her arms on his across her abdomen. “I had to use the bathroom and I needed to be vertical for a while.” She felt his chuckle before she heard it.
“We have spent a bit of time on our backs, haven’t we?”
“I’m not complaining, but I’d like to see something other than the curtains around the bed while we’re here.”
He hugged her tight, “I’ve got no problem with that, Sweetheart. What would you like to do today?”
She turned in his arms so she could see his face, “other than you, you mean?”
His dimples flashed as he grinned and one of his hands slid down and gave her a light smack on her bottom. “Smart ass. Didn’t you just say you wanted to go exploring?”
Rising up on tiptoes, she pressed her lips to his, “coffee and breakfast sound like a good place to start.”
Together they walked back into their bungalow, he paused before heading toward the kitchen “you want to eat here or do you wanna walk up to the resort and see what we can find there?”
She pursed her lips as she considered, “why don’t we shower and head up there for breakfast while we figure out what we want to do today?”
His hand slid over the stubble on his chin and down to idly scratch his chest, “you think if we shower together you can control yourself?”
Sticking her tongue out at him, she pulled her tank top off and threw it at him, “ass.”
He laughed as her shorts followed the same path as her shirt, “hey, you’re the one who wants to be, what was it you said?” He followed her into the bathroom, “oh yeah, vertical I think is the term you used.”
She pulled the band from her hair and tossed it on the counter, “Yeah, well, I think the better question” she starated as she turned to start the shower, “is can you control yourself?”
He moved up behind her, crowding her against the shower door, she could feel him hardening against her back. “you know I can’t around you, Sweetheart.” He didn’t give her a chance to say anything before nudging her into the shower, “get in and I’ll try to behave.”
She let the water flow over her while she watched him drop his pants and climb in after her, his half hard cock begging for her attention. They switched places and, pushing her wet hair from her face, she dropped to her knees in front of him. He blinked the water from his eyes as he looked down at her, “I thought you needed a break?” He hissed when he felt her tongue slide down the length of him. “Darlin’” he warned.
She looked up at him, “I’m still vertical” was all she said before taking him into her mouth. Her lady bits may have needed a break, but her mouth still worked. Settling her hands on his hips, she took him deeper before sliding back and swirling her tongue around the head.
Richie closed his eyes and braced a hand on the wall. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Seeing her naked always got him going, but having her naked and willingly on her knees? You might as well drop the lid on his coffin and dig the grave. He could die a very happy man. And, fuck… “Darlin’,” his hand left the wall and gripped her head, “suck it, suck it hard.” He was ready to blow. “Fuck yea, that’s it” he growled and pumped his hips.
She felt him tense and she took him deep, swallowing every bit. With a final glide of her tongue and a kiss to the tip, she looked up at him. His eyes were still closed and his hand left her head to brace against the wall again. She smiled, “think you can behave yourself now?”
Taking a deep breath he shook his head and laughed, “never.” He helped her up from her knees, “come on smart ass, let’s finish and go get some breakfast.”
“Good morning” he murmured in her ear as he nibbled her lobe.
“Hmmmm” she shuddered. She was no match for the raspy, morning voice and her sensitivity to his touch, goosebumps bloomed on her skin. “Good morning to you too.”
Releasing the railing, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, “what are you doing up and out here so early?”
She leaned against him, resting her arms on his across her abdomen. “I had to use the bathroom and I needed to be vertical for a while.” She felt his chuckle before she heard it.
“We have spent a bit of time on our backs, haven’t we?”
“I’m not complaining, but I’d like to see something other than the curtains around the bed while we’re here.”
He hugged her tight, “I’ve got no problem with that, Sweetheart. What would you like to do today?”
She turned in his arms so she could see his face, “other than you, you mean?”
His dimples flashed as he grinned and one of his hands slid down and gave her a light smack on her bottom. “Smart ass. Didn’t you just say you wanted to go exploring?”
Rising up on tiptoes, she pressed her lips to his, “coffee and breakfast sound like a good place to start.”
Together they walked back into their bungalow, he paused before heading toward the kitchen “you want to eat here or do you wanna walk up to the resort and see what we can find there?”
She pursed her lips as she considered, “why don’t we shower and head up there for breakfast while we figure out what we want to do today?”
His hand slid over the stubble on his chin and down to idly scratch his chest, “you think if we shower together you can control yourself?”
Sticking her tongue out at him, she pulled her tank top off and threw it at him, “ass.”
He laughed as her shorts followed the same path as her shirt, “hey, you’re the one who wants to be, what was it you said?” He followed her into the bathroom, “oh yeah, vertical I think is the term you used.”
She pulled the band from her hair and tossed it on the counter, “Yeah, well, I think the better question” she starated as she turned to start the shower, “is can you control yourself?”
He moved up behind her, crowding her against the shower door, she could feel him hardening against her back. “you know I can’t around you, Sweetheart.” He didn’t give her a chance to say anything before nudging her into the shower, “get in and I’ll try to behave.”
She let the water flow over her while she watched him drop his pants and climb in after her, his half hard cock begging for her attention. They switched places and, pushing her wet hair from her face, she dropped to her knees in front of him. He blinked the water from his eyes as he looked down at her, “I thought you needed a break?” He hissed when he felt her tongue slide down the length of him. “Darlin’” he warned.
She looked up at him, “I’m still vertical” was all she said before taking him into her mouth. Her lady bits may have needed a break, but her mouth still worked. Settling her hands on his hips, she took him deeper before sliding back and swirling her tongue around the head.
Richie closed his eyes and braced a hand on the wall. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Seeing her naked always got him going, but having her naked and willingly on her knees? You might as well drop the lid on his coffin and dig the grave. He could die a very happy man. And, fuck… “Darlin’,” his hand left the wall and gripped her head, “suck it, suck it hard.” He was ready to blow. “Fuck yea, that’s it” he growled and pumped his hips.
She felt him tense and she took him deep, swallowing every bit. With a final glide of her tongue and a kiss to the tip, she looked up at him. His eyes were still closed and his hand left her head to brace against the wall again. She smiled, “think you can behave yourself now?”
Taking a deep breath he shook his head and laughed, “never.” He helped her up from her knees, “come on smart ass, let’s finish and go get some breakfast.”
That's what I call a honeymoon, excellent chapter
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