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Three free luxury hotels, among the best in the country. It's the honeymoon we never had. The honeymoon Kate deserves, that's for damned sure. Our courtship and wedding happened in only three short months, and because of my Middle East assignment, we spent three nights together at my family's resort following our ceremony.
We're both fascinated by Pompeii — me from a history perspective and Kate because of her art background — and we hold hands while we wander the ruins. There aren't many people here today, which is odd. I thought the place would be teeming with tourists, but we've only seen one large group and a few stragglers.
In truth, it kind of reminds me of Syria. A city ruined. That's too depressing of a thought, so I focus on Kate and her obvious excitement to see the art and frescoes. Her smile grows bigger with each new mosaic we find. She's wearing those adorable white Converse sneakers, a tight, white T-shirt and olive shorts. I can't stop looking at her tits and legs, and she knows it.
I sneak a pinch to her ass.
"Pervert," she teases, swatting me with the map of the ruins. "It must be all the erotic art and frescoes here."
"Oh, like I needed those to be a pervert." I pause. "They were some horny motherfuckers here, though, back in the day."
"It's true. Every resident seemingly had a picture of sex on their wall, right?"
"You say it like it's a bad thing," I joke, and she giggles.
We're in what was a dense neighborhood, and we wander into a stone structure.
"Oh," she cries, her voice echoing in the little room. "This was a brothel. See the phalluses over there?"
She points, and sure enough, there are some dicks carved into the wall. We both snicker.
"And here's more Pompeii porn. This must have advertised the brothel's services." With two thousand year old stones crunching underfoot, we inspect the faded murals of people doing, well, what we've been doing for the past few days.
"There's nothing new under the sun," I say dryly, as I study a mural of a man eating a woman's pussy.
Kate stands by my side and tilts her head. "No, there really isn't."
I slide my arm around her and we both stare at the lewd drawing. "His technique isn't bad."
She shrugs. "Yours is better."
I pull her in for a kiss. "It's definitely one of my top three favorite things to do," I murmur against her mouth.
Kate presses me against the stone wall and mashes her little body against mine. We hug, tight, for a full ten seconds. Then she stands on her tip toes and kisses me.
Jesus, I love her kisses. They go from feather-light to intense and needy in a heartbeat. I slide my tongue into her mouth and she immediately sucks on it. I tongue-fuck her mouth while fondling her ass.
"It's crazy how much I want you again. We just had sex, what, five hours ago?" I murmur.
Her hand slides between my legs and I feel her fingers squeezing my dick. That familiar twitchy, tingling feeling creeps into my thighs, and I let out a loud exhale.
"Kate..." I rasp. "Don't start something you can't finish."
She pulls back and her sparkling blue eyes are wide andwicked. "Who says I won't finish?"
Her mouth unfurls a seductive smile, and her eyes stay on mine as her hands go to the button of my jeans.
"No one's here," she whispers. "We'll hear people walking up. And haven't you always wanted to get sucked off in a brothel?"
Jesus Christ, this woman. Could I love her any more?
She slowly unzips my jeans. Her eyes flit downward as she lowers my pants over my hips. "I forgot about your no-underwear rule."
"Comes in handy," I say gruffly.
My dick springs out, hard as the stone phallus on the wall. Kate licks her lips.
I clasp a fistful of her hair and drag her into my mouth. "Babe, you're going to have to take it all and swallow."
