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“Want to check out the private beach?” he asked, barely getting the words out.
She nodded. “Sure. We should probably get some sunlight today.”
They cleaned up and went to the beach.
While he wasn’t sure whether they were alone, the beachfront was empty. The coast stretched further than they could see, and small hills covered in lush greenery created an exclusive oasis.
For a moment, he’d forgotten people wore bikinis and swimsuits to the beach. And, to be fair, Ayesha had worn a cover-up. It wasn’t until she took off the coverup to reveal the burnt orange, halter-top bikini underneath that he remembered. So the minute she was in his arms, he fucked her, slowly, in the Baltic Sea.
Barely stopping to catch a full second wind, he next wore her out among the trees hugging the coast, her fingernails skating the tree bark while he sunk into her from behind, over and over, until her shudders made him come.
Exhausted, they staggered back to the cottage, ate lunch, and fell asleep. When they woke up, they went out for dinner. They’d even dressed for dinner. But Ayesha couldn’t stop staring at him, biting her lip and squirming, so they took their food to go. He’d planned to wait until they were inside the cottage, but most of their clothes were off by the time they reached the front steps.
He bent her over the back of the sofa and licked her until she spasmed. Then he stood, and when the head of his dick breached the gateway to her heaven, her eyes rolled back, and she held her breath. She didn’t release the breath until he was as deep as he could go.
“I love that,” he said, squeezing her hips. “That little gasp.”
He fucked her until the sofa shifted, his knee banging against the frame, but he felt no pain. She reached back, her fingernails sinking into the skin on his arms, but that, he liked.
The room blurred.
The sounds of their bodies coming together intensified as his vision clouded.
She felt so good.
Amazing.
The burn of release and the sensation of it shooting from his tip hit him at the same time. Her name echoed on his lips, his on hers.
Two hours later, they ate.
“You done?” Joel asked, pointing to her food container.
She took one last bite of spinach and mushroom lasagna and shoved the container in his direction. He tossed them in the trash and returned to bed. They went home tomorrow, so tonight, he would indulge in holding her while they were both naked and warm and boneless.
“Question.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and nuzzled her neck. “How effective is that IUD again?”
“IUDs are highly effective,” she said. “Why?”
“All the times I’ve come inside you? We’d end up with a little Joelita before the end of next year. Guaranteed.”
She laughed. “If we end up with a little ‘Joelita,’ we can’t say we didn’t takesomeprecautions.”
“If you got pregnant, would you be disappointed?”
“Disappointed to have your child?” She looked back at him over her shoulder. “Oh, baby. That’s in there deep, isn’t it? That hurt.”
“I guess I’ll let you shrink my head, seeing as it’s the only head that shrinks when I’m around you.”
She started to say something, paused to search his face, and then smiled. “Joel, it’s the opposite. I would be excited. Actually, I want to grow our family one day…if you’re interested.”
Blood rushed to his groin.
He slid a hand down her body, lodged his fingers between her legs, and waited to see how she responded—if she twinged or showed any hurt, considering his beautiful, nasty wife wouldn’t tell him.
When she didn’t, he rolled her onto her back and fingered her until she climaxed, her breast in his mouth.
With an erection so hard the vein in his forehead throbbed, he sank inside her, and the sigh that left her lips whenever he entered her to the hilt almost always made him come too soon.
