Page 87 of Endless Love


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“You have no idea, Bria, none, how crazy I truly am when it comes to you.”

He dips his head and licks the lines of the tattoo, his wicked tongue igniting a burning desire. He slides my thong off me, his gazing never wavering from me. I’m an open buffet to satiate the hunger inside him.

He spreads my legs as he pushes one long finger in me, awe lacing every single word.

“You’re dripping wet, baby.” I fist the sheets, moaning.

“It’s been a week. I need you.”

His tongue and fingers release the pressure building inside of me, and I buckle and moan his name when I come.

I’m still on my high when he enters me almost reverently.

We make love, sweet and gentle, and my heart floods with happiness. Our eyes lock as he moves inside me, staking his claim for the first time as my husband. Every minute of him losing himself inside of me, claiming me, loving me, binding me to him is proof of us, forever us, intertwined on too many levels even to be aware of them all. Undone and in the arms of my husband, I succumb to an overwhelming sense of belonging.

“I love you, hubby.”

“I love you, wifey.”

We press our foreheads together, and I draw hearts over his chest.

I turn on my belly, prop on my elbows, my face resting in my palms.

“Baby, are we alone on the island?”

“Only when we make a call will someone come to cook and clean. Do you know why we’re alone on the island?”

“Hmm, I wonder why?” I smile while he leans in, his lips arched into a mischievous grin.

“Because you, my wife, are banned from wearing any clothes for the next three weeks.”

“What if I disagree?” I tease. He tilts his head, his beauty never ceasing to amaze me.

“Then I have to make you change your mind, but it will be a long and torturous process with not as many orgasms.”

“Wouldn’t that be a shame.”

“A shame would be not granting me the freedom to see what’s mine. I want to take you freely where I want and how I want.”

Have I ever been able to deny him? Why start now when it would give me pleasure put on repeat? I rise from the bed and run naked.

“You know where to find me, I’m the sexy, married, and naked chick in the pool.”

He chuckles, and his words trail after me.

“I’ll find you whenever, wherever.”

***

I dip my toe in the water, and the warm temperature lures me in. The sun descends, painting the ocean and the sky in spectacular yellows, oranges, and violet. I stop to watch a family of dolphins jumping around, squeaking. Damien wraps his hands around my stomach and rests his chin on my shoulder. It is the perfect romantic background.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Not more beautiful than you.”

Damien turns me around and gathers me in his arms as I wrap my legs around him. We slide into the infinity pool, the water caressing my skin while my husband’s eyes reflect the sky and ocean, leaving me breathless. He slips inside me, and moans escape my throat while an incredible sensation of fulfillment washes over me.

We spend days laying lazily by the pool, me beating him at chess mostly, and nights diving in the ocean with the moon shining on us, witnessing our lovemaking. Damien lavishes me with his constant pampering and his undivided attention.

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