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The bungalow we were staying in was like nothing I’d ever seen before. It was breathtakingly beautiful. We were right on the water, jumping into the ocean anytime we wanted. Every room in our place had a view of the crystal blue water in front of it. Tristian rented out all twelve bungalows for exclusive privacy which he was taking full advantage of. Basically, if we weren’t fighting, we were fucking.
We brought hate sex to a whole new level.
Moving half of his body off me, I tried to get up, but he wrapped his arm around my stomach.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he hazily questioned, pulling me back toward him, engulfing me with his scent again. He tucked me into his chest.
Slowly, he ran his nose along the back of my neck. “I always loved the feel of you in the morning,” he groggily added, brushing his lips against my back.
“Why do you like to torture me?”
“This is torture?”
“It’s excruciating.”
“Don’t you want our baby to be born out of love?”
“There you go again, throwing that word around like it’s supposed to mean something to me.”
“It meant something to you at one time.”
“I was a young, stupid girl.”
“You were a strong-willed, gorgeous girl.”
“Are you trying to get laid again? Because let me remind you, I’m a sure thing, remember? I don’t need your lines.”
“You were also a stubborn brat, just like you are right now. Kitten, when are you going to let me back in? And not here”—he rubbed my core, making me inadvertently moan—“but here”—he placed his hand over my heart.
“That’s enough cuddle time.”
Before he could object, I propelled my body forward and rushed out of the bed, taking the bedsheet with me. Except, that left him completely naked in front of me. My gaze greedily took him in, from his chiseled chest to his rock-hard abs, down to the V above his dick. Which was just as hard as his abs, standing straight at attention.
I subconsciously licked my lips.
You’d think he’d have some sort of modesty, but we were talking about Tristian Hawkins. He didn’t know the meaning of the word. He simply sat up against the headboard, placing his arms behind his head.
“Kitten, you’re staring right at it. Why don’t you just come ride it instead?”
I glared at him. “You need to cover yourself. I have an appointment for a massage this morning. They should be here any minute.” Feeling generous, I asked, “You want a massage too? I can call down there and see if they can send someone up for you as well.”
“I don’t like massages.”
“Tristian, you literally walk like you’re about to get into a fist fight. They’d work wonders on you. All the stress you carry. I bet it would do you some good. A nice deep tissue massage. Plus, it’s relaxing.”
“Paying someone to hurt me isn’t what I call relaxing.”
I rolled my eyes. “On that note, I’m going to jump in the shower really quick. You can tell them to set up out on the balcony. I’d like to have my massage while overlooking the water.”
“I’ll relay the message.”
I nodded and wrapped the blanket around my body before I walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I tried preparing for my massage by relaxing in the warm water that felt amazing on my sore muscles.
In the last three days since we’d gotten married, Tristian had spent more time inside of me than any other man I’d been with. Not that I slept around or anything. I’d only been with three other men aside from Tristian. Dating was never on my mind. It was the least of my concerns. Men were either intimidated by my success or they were trying to profit from it. It never changed, so it was easier to let it go all together.
After I finished my shower, I put on my face creams, and my robe, and then made my way back into the living room. I smiled when I saw the massage table ready for me on the balcony. I walked outside and tossed my robe on one of the chairs, then settled in onto the table with the blanket covering the lower half of my body.
“I’m ready!” I shouted, assuming they were in the bathroom, getting prepared.
