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She turns her face on the towel to look at me, catching me checking out her ass in her barely-there pale blue bikini, and she smirks. “I love it here,” she says, sounding peaceful, but I can tell she is still thinking over her conversation with her mom.
“It’s a nice spot. We’re lucky Elly could organize all this for us so quickly.” I run my hand over her back, stopping at her ass and giving it a rough squeeze. Chatting about the scenery is the last thing on my mind.
“Since you're not even looking at the view, I really could have taken you anywhere,” she tuts, rolling onto her back.
I move over her, pinning her beneath me. “That’s true. The only view I’m interested in right now is you." I drop my lips to hers, kissing her pouty lips. She parts them for me so I can explore her mouth with my tongue. Her body is warm from the sun, but I feel the scatter of goosebumps that rise over her skin just from me kissing her like this. "My wife," I say with a smile, brushing the hair away from her face. It feels so good to call her that, to know that she really is mine.
"My husband." She smiles back at me, her cheeks already flushed from the proximity of our bodies. Her hips rise off the towel to meet mine, like she wants more.
I drop my mouth to her neck, placing kisses down her chest until I make it to her tiny little bikini top. I push the fabric aside so I can suck on her nipple, and it hardens under my touch.
Her hands go to my head, trying to pull me back, but I keep sucking. "Heath, we can't do this here," she complains, but I can already tell she's enjoying this too much to have me stop.
"Yeah, just like we couldn't in that alleyway in Paris or on the plane." I smirk at her, covering her bare breast with my hand, massaging her nipple into a stiff peak. I look up the beach and back down. "If you really want me to stop I can. But there is no one around, and I would like to take care of you."
She stares back at me, her lips turning into a small smile. "You know I can't resist you." Her hands are on my face, running through my stubble, and she pulls my lips back to hers.
I take that as her giving me the go-ahead, so I pull her top to the side and reveal the other breast and dip my head to take it in my mouth. I suck hard, showing her I know exactly how she likes to be played with. Her nipples are so sensitive to my touch that she moans with every lick of my tongue. Her little pleas are music to my ears. My other hand skates over her stomach, slipping into her bikini bottoms. My finger slides right through her pussy folds easily; she's already so wet for me.
"This feels too naughty for an old married couple," she mutters, craning her head up to look at me.
"It's only just the start of the fun I want to have with you now that you're my wife. I've been fantasizing about all the places I could pleasure you for so long, my list is endless." I push two fingers inside of her, letting my thumb play with her swollen clit.
She drops her head back. "Hmm, if you keep doing that, you can have me anywhere you want me," she murmurs, rocking her hips to meet the thrust of my hand.
Her body is coming alive for me, and I can already tell that I'm getting her out of her head and that conversation that's been playing on her brain all afternoon is no longer on her mind. I push in a third finger, stretching her. She drops her legs open wider for me on instinct. I move my second hand to her clit, circling the sensitive nub the way I know she likes so I can really fuck her with my other hand. Her moans of pleasure are getting louder, and she covers her mouth with her hand, trying to stop herself from being so loud. My cock is straining against my board shorts, dying to be set free and sunk deep inside of her.
She's perfection for me, laid out on the towel as the sun goes down in the sky. Her hair fanned out and messy, her tits on full display, with the top she was wearing shoved over to the side. I thrust in and out of her, and I feel it as her body tightens around my fingers. "Oh fuck, Heath. Don't stop, don't stop, that feels so good," she whimpers as her body convulses around my fingers. I drop my mouth to hers, swallowing her cries, her body shivering and shaking with the strength of her orgasm. My hand is soaked and so is the towel below.
I don't wait for her to calm down from her orgasm. I pull my cock out of my board shorts and dive straight inside of her, so desperate to fuck my wife the way I have always imagined. "Fuck, you’re beautiful, Amelia." I crash my lips to hers as I move inside of her. Our bodies work together like they were made for each other. She curls her legs around me like she needs the extra closeness. And that's how I feel as well, like I can't get close enough to her. I need more. I move her legs so they’re folded back to her chest and I can plunge inside of her deeper.
Our faces are nose to nose, and she laces her hands in my hair, holding me close, her pretty blue eyes staring back at me like I'm everything to her. "I love you, Heath."
"I love you, Mrs. Amelia Riley," I tell her, kissing her again. I take her hands in mine, lacing our fingers together. I pick up the pace, fucking her in short, sharp movements. It's so intense like this, with us so close to each other, staring into each other's eyes. I can feel the love she has for me. Her hot pussy clenches around me as she cries my name, tipping me over the edge with her.
Once we're done, I tuck myself back into my trunks and fix up her bikini top and bottoms, then roll onto the towel next to her, gazing up at the evening sky with her hand in mine. "A couple of weeks ago, I thought I had lost you forever."
"I spent ten years thinking I would never see you again, wondering if I had made the biggest mistake of my life letting you go. I never stopped loving you. You were always the one who got away. But something in me knew we were always going to find our way back to each other."
"I promise to spend the rest of my life showing you what you mean to me and making up for that lost time," I tell her, just like I did in our wedding vows earlier today.
It might have gotten dark while we were busy, but I can still see the smile that comment brings to her face. She turns her head to the side so she's looking right at me. "I promise to let you and love you with everything I have in return."
CHAPTER THIRTY
HEATH
Myearsringwiththe sound of the audience cheering our name on repeat, and my body is alive, a pulse of adrenaline flooding through my veins. Nothing quite compares to the high of performing live for thousands of people. And when it's your hometown, the place where you started your band as a teenager, it's even sweeter. But as I walk off the stage with the guys I grew up with, I know in my heart I've made the right choice. I'm more than ready to move on with the next stage of my life.
The four of us make it back to our dressing room and go straight for the fridge. As much as I'm still pissed with Della for the stunt she pulled this year, it feels strange coming backstage and not having her here celebrating with us. It really is the end of an era. I take four bottles and pass out a cold beer to everyone, then crack mine open. "It's been a wild ride, boys." I tip my drink in the center, cheering our final achievement together.
"That it has. Ten years of parties, girls, and music." Devon grins before chugging half his drink.
Teo knocks his with mine. "I can't imagine the next ten are going to be as thrilling, but I'm excited to see what's in store."
"Still can't believe you pulled an Iwan on us and went off and eloped,” Devon said. “I might not want to settle down any time soon, but I thought with you lot I would at least get to be a best man for one of you fuckers."
I pat him on the back. "Sorry, man, it was a little time sensitive." I haven't filled him in on what Amelia's dad did. She doesn't want anyone out of the family to know. Since we got home two days ago, I have been paranoid as fuck that her dad was going to turn up and go ape shit over us getting married instead of her doing as he requested. Especially after what she told me her mother found out about his family ties to the mafia. And I know Millie’s worried about her business but is trying to pretend everything is okay for the rest of us. So far, though, everything has gone on as normal. Her sisters were excited for us, and we haven't heard a thing from her dad. So maybe it really was all just superficial threats of a father who was trying to control his daughter, and when he realized he couldn't, he's backed off. We can only hope, anyway.
