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She bends forward, and her tits bounce above the blue lagoon as I thrust in and out.

Her wet pussy drives me wild as it clenches around me.Shit!With my cock close to erupting, I pull out, which causes Alisha to whine in protest. "Cole! Put it back and fuck me."

"Easy, tigress." I lift her off the ground and walk into our suite, where I drop her on her back on the bed. With care, I lower myself on my knees, push her legs open, and suck on her clit.

"Yes! Please, make me come."

Wicked as I am, I stop, which causes my passionate firecracker to pull my head up by yanking on my hair.

"Cole Walker! Don’t stop when I’m on the verge of an orgasm. If you do that one more time, I’m divorcing you."

I stand, bend forward, and kiss her. "Oh, we can’t let that happen, can we? So lift your sexy ass." When she does, I place a pillow under her. With her ass up in the air, her center is in perfect alignment with my cock. I lift her legs, and with her sexy heels resting on my shoulders, I press the tip of my member inside of her wet pussy. "This better?"

"A little." A soft smile evokes on her red lips.

Her voluptuous breasts bounce as I thrust harder. "You are fucking perfect, Alex." We both moan as her inner muscles react when I massage her clit.

"Yes! Right there." She plants her hand over mine. "Keep doing that. Please, please. I’m—" Her words halt and her eyes roll into the back of her head when her body spasms as it comes undone. With a loud grunt I follow.

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ALISHA

The best combofor a perfect honeymoon is the triple S—sun, sea, and sex. I dive into the ocean and let the cold, salty water cool my heated skin. We've been here for three days, and it’s absolute paradise. The suite is a dream. The food is to die for, and I've been diving and swimming in the reef every morning. Today we're enjoying an afternoon on the white beach. My stomach growls.Oh, time for a late lunch.I come up and glare at the shore to find my husband standing at the waterline. When he gets his telephone and points it to me, I grin. Why not give him something to remind him of our time here? I stare straight into the camera and take a few sexy poses.

The lustful gaze of my bare-chested spouse burns over every centimeter of my skin. After closing the distance between us, I throw my arms around him and give him a wet hug by placing a few chaste kisses on his chest. He chuckles.

"I’ve brought food, wifey."

"Hmm, good. I'm starving."

"You've been hungry the whole time. Either for food or love."

I raise a brow. "Are you complaining?"

"Oh, hell, no." He lifts and carries me to the blanket lying on the sand. I drop to my knees and peek into the wicker basket to find fresh strawberries, grapes, and watermelon. Cole sits and opens a crackers package while I chew on a grape and glance over the ocean. "This place is heaven." I lie back and rest on my elbows with stretched out legs.

"Close your eyes and open your mouth." I do as he asks, and when something smooth touches my lips, I take a bite. Like a rocket hitting his target, an intense, overwhelming, disgusting flavor traumatizes my receptors. Instead of grunting from pleasure, I groan in agony as a wave of nausea hits me. I swallow the bite, hoping to get rid of it, but it has the opposite effect. I shoot up as my stomach turns at the lingering aftertaste. Bile rises. I jump up and fall on my knees a few meters from the blanket, emptying the contents of my stomach. When I return and take the bottle of water Cole holds up, I use the first sip to rinse my mouth and the next to soothe my burning throat.

"Sorry, but that was disgusting." I glance over to my husband, who watches me with a frown. "What was that?"

"That was your favorite cheese, brie."

My brows rise. "Oh, hell, no! I love brie, and that awful stuff wasn't it," I say, pointing to the cracker he's holding.

Cole points to the package, and my brow lifts when I stare at my favorite cheese. "But... Maybe it's bad."

Cole slides a piece on his cracker and takes a bite. I watch him with a wrinkling nose and a turning stomach. "Hmm, nothing wrong with it. It tastes the same."

I grab a juicy strawberry and hum as I sink my teeth into it. "This is much better. Guess I'm not a lover of brie anymore." I pop another one in my mouth, roll on my back, and close my eyes to enjoy the sun.

"Babe?"

"Yes?"

"When was your last period?"

I twist my head and hold my hand above my eyes, staring at Cole, who is scratching his beard. "Could it be?"

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