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After tonight, we fly down to Port de Cannes where my yacht is docked, waiting for us. We plan to spend a week enjoying the sun down in the south of France for our honeymoon.

“How’s sissy doing?” Daisy places her hand on Daphne’s belly as she sits between the two of us.

“She’s moving. Do you feel her?” Daphne places Daisy’s little hand over where the baby is kicking.

“I feel her!” Daisy squeals, looking up at both of us. She hasn’t stopped talking about her baby sister since we found out we were having a girl.

We spend the rest of the afternoon with our family, dancing and eating until the sun starts to set. Daisy yawns, stretching her arms overhead as I look over at my wife.

“We need to get going to catch our flight.” We say our goodbyes to our family and friends, heading over to the airport and making the quick flight down to Cannes. By the time we board the yacht, the sun has set and the moon hangs low in the sky, illuminating the water surrounding us.

“Are you tired, baby?” I slowly unzip Daphne’s dress, letting it pool at her feet as it slips down her body.

“A little.” She sighs, lulling her head to the side. This is her way of letting me know she wants me to finish undressing her. I remove her bra and panties, sliding her silk robe over her body.

“I have the bath running with some oil for you,” I say, planting a kiss on her bare shoulder before closing her robe.

“Will you join me?”

We slip beneath the warm water, Daphne resting her back against my chest as I run my fingertips over her belly.

“How are you feeling, Mrs. Vaughn?”

“Mmm, relaxed. Happy.” She turns her head toward me, pulling me down to kiss her.

“Needy?” I ask as my hands slip beneath the water to the juncture of her thighs.

“Very.” Her tongue snakes into my mouth as the moment grows tense between us. I toy with her for a moment, teasing her clit with one hand, her nipples with the other hand as I fuck her mouth with my tongue.

“What do you want?”

“Your tongue,” she whispers, “inside me.”

I help her out of the bath, drying us both off before helping her lie back on our bed. I pick up one of her feet, running my tongue up her insole before wrapping my lips around her toe, sucking it into my mouth.

“Ahh, that feels—good.” She almost pants as she looks up at me.

“I told you, no part of you won’t have my tongue on it at some point.” I repeat the process with each of her toes before running my tongue up her thighs till I reach her pussy. “You’re dripping for me already.” I lean forward, running my nose up her, inhaling her arousal as I snake my tongue inside her. I pleasure her until she’s arching her back, coming on my tongue as my name tumbles from her lips.

“Please…” She reaches down for me.

“Please what?”

“I want you.” Her nails dig into my arms as she tries to get my cock inside her.

“Do you want me to make love to you, baby, or do you want your husband to fuck you?”

“Fuck me, please,” she begs and it sends my need into overdrive.

I don’t work my way inside her; instead, I line myself up at her entrance and thrust inside her in one swift move, causing her nails to dig into my arm so deep I’m sure I’m bleeding.

“You’re my wife now, Daphne, and you’re going to take my cock like a good little wife should. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mr. Vaughn.” My name sounds like the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard on her lips.

“Good girl. Now relax and let me do very wicked”—I pull back, then thrust in hard again—“vile”—I do it again—“bad”—one more time—“things to you.”

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