HONEYMOON — PART III

It took a year before we could really enjoy some time alone on a honeymoon, but I have to say that it was really worth the wait. Julian made sure that our first day in Nassau, at our new beach home, was special and unforgettable.
First, he invited me on a yacht ride. Going down to the deck was itself a memorable experience. This place is simply breathtaking, and the private beach is so beautiful that I couldn’t help but imagine my daughters playing in the sand. The thought made my chest warm. I already consider this place a second home.
To my surprise, Julian prepared a wonderful breakfast while the 65-foot yacht cruised along the coast with everything you could wish for — fruit, bread, juices, coffee, and ending the tour with a glass of wine in one of the cabins. Fortunately, the sound of the sea drowned out my moans enough for us to enjoy some sex on the high seas.
After the tour, it was lunchtime, and Julian took us to Paradise Island. He chose a luxurious restaurant right on the beach. The refreshing breeze eased my tiredness a little, but as the afternoon progressed and Julian continued with all the appointments he made, my strength gradually decreased.
It was so hectic that I barely had time to remember Laura or my work in New York. All my worries disappeared completely in the company of my husband, who tried so hard to make me smile.
We visited museums, tourist attractions, and even an incredible aquarium; I imagined all the time what it would be like to bring the girls together and how easily this could become a family tradition.
But by the end of the day, I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even appreciate the beauty of the sunset reflecting on the sea... All I could think about was the jacuzzi that Julian had mentioned.
And really, there’s nothing like relaxing in a hot tub after such an agitated day. My muscles were crying out, but now they’re softened and numb.
I sigh, and a pleasurable moan also escapes through my lips. This jacuzzi really is one of the best things in the world.
“I get jealous when I’m not the one making those sounds,” Julian says, and I open my eyes to see him standing in the doorway, his strong arms crossed. The black and gold robe clinging to his muscles stirs lustful thoughts in me. He’s probably just got out of the shower, as his hair is wet with a few strands on his forehead.
“You’re the one who prepared all this, so we can say that you’re the one who’s making me feel this good right now,” I say with a sensual but subtle tone, and a smile plays on my lips when I notice that he sighs.
“You always know what to say to please me, huh?” Julian approaches slowly, taking a seat on the wooden deck. He reaches out and touches my face, rubbing his fingers down my cheek and my neck, brushing away the loose strands of the messy hair bun that are stuck to my skin. “Such a smooth-talker.”
“I learned from the best.” I shrug my legs as an invitation for Julian to join me, and as if he can read my mind, he smiles mischievously and removes his robe, showing off his muscular body.
He sits on the opposite side, in front of me, and the water pours out of the hot tub as he sinks completely into the water. One arm rests on the back of the jacuzzi while the other hand explores my leg. His fingers leave impressions on my skin, and I feel the skin he touches burn.
“Did you enjoy yourself today?” Julian asks, his eyes on his hand.
“Of course I did.” I watch as his hand travels up my knees. “There are so many things to do… two days doesn’t seem like enough.”
“It’s not,” he says, then raises his eyes to me, slowly pushing my knee apart and spreading my legs. “We’ll need to come back next year.”
My gaze softens, and I advance across the hot tub, reducing the distance between us. I wrap my legs around Julian, sitting on his lap, pressing my breasts against his solid chest. Feeling his skin against mine, rubbing and sliding, is making my nipples stiffen.
I run my fingers through his wet hair, tangling the blonde strands between my fingers, tugging just a little as I lift my hips.
Julian grips my ass, fitting our bodies together. And with one slow thrust, he puts all his cock inside me, so easily swallowed by my warmth that he moans against my neck. His hands hold my hips down, making sure that no inch of its length is left outside.
My inner walls squeeze him as he pounds inside me. We’ve had sex so many times today that my pussy is still stretched and adjusted to Julian’s thickness. Yet, I’m needy again.
He runs his hands down my bare back, up to my shoulders, and the back of my neck. I tilt my head back, exposing my throat, which soon receives his lips. Julian’s kisses are wet and hot, setting my body on fire.
I roll my hips, riding him, and the clash of our skins is deliciously maddening. The water swirls around us, falling over the deck, even though my movements are soft and sensual.
Julian digs his teeth into my neck, making me let out a painful grunt, and my inner walls squeeze him once again, this time making him moan hoarsely, with his pleasure sound reverberating through my skin.
His tongue flicks across my neck, and his fingers tighten in my hair. With his eyes closed, he surrenders to the sensations I cause in his body… it’s almost like he’s marking each one in his mind. The way my pussy stretches and fits him perfectly, how warm it is, how our skins are attracted like magnetism. My muffled moans… *His hoarse groans show how much he’s enjoying it.*
Unlike every other time, Julian doesn’t seem to want to take control. He’s not pulling my hips down, establishing rough pacing, or hammering deep into me. In fact, he’s holding me possessively, as if he doesn’t want to let me go.
I lean over him again, burying my face in his neck, and hold our bodies together until no inch keeps us apart. I hold on to the top of his blond hair, rolling my hips and my belly, massaging his cock with my insides, making the tip hit exactly my sensitive spot.
The rubbing of my clit against his skin feels so good that I’m almost rolling my eyes. All the sensations seem even more intense because of our closeness and this languid, sensual pace. Our feelings, the romantic atmosphere of this paradise, Julian’s attention all over me, and his effort to make me happy — somehow, this builds up an even more intense pleasure and desire in me.
I kiss his neck slowly, my wet tongue dancing and flicking against his skin, going all the way down to his Adam’s apple that trembles with restrained moans. His arms tighten around my body, and he shudders beneath me.
I lift my hips, bouncing, spreading my hand across his chest, and sealing our lips for an equally intense kiss. Slow. Deep. The intertwining of our tongues is sweet and soft and makes me hold my breath.
Julian suddenly grabs my hair, deepening the kiss even more as he tilts my head to the side. He pulls out of the bat tub, holding me tightly in the lower back as he switches our positions, now on top of me.
He protects my head with his palm as he lays me down, and with the other hand, he holds behind my thigh, lifting my leg and making room for his cock to go deep… so deep that I part our lips to moan.
However, Julian kisses me intensely again, exploring my mouth before rubbing his tongue over mine, alternating between sucking and nibbling on my lip.
Drops of water gather on my eyelashes, or maybe it’s the tears of pleasure I’m about to shed *because he’s thrusting hard, so, so deep and good, I’m going insane!*
I dig my nails into his back, leaving my mark while he’s bucking his hips, filling me with his cock that hits where he knows it will make me come.
And just like that, the orgasm that hits me is so strong that I cry out loud, my trembled lips letting the moans reverberate against his mouth.
The pleasure is as chilly as the cold breeze that passes through our bodies, opposing the warm water that surrounds us. It makes my body shudder, with goosebumps overwhelming every inch of my skin. For a moment, I think I’m back on the beach below, being carried away and swallowed up by a wave of salt water.
But Julian’s kiss is a breath of life, the shot of adrenaline that brings me back into his arms and allows me to feel his cock throbbing and burning inside me. He’s flooding me just like he did the first time we had sex in a bathtub.
And just like that time, I feel *whole.*


[...] Julian pulls the robe around my body and gives me a quick kiss. He takes my hand and leads me through the long corridors of the mansion, introducing me to every corner of this once-lonely house. Every detail here is incredibly luxurious, and I wonder how many millions of dollars are in each one of the rooms.
When he stops in front of a door near the master suite, Julian squeezes my hand lightly. He takes a quiet moment, looking at the handle, and I wait patiently until he finally cuts the silence with his soft voice.
“You know, sometimes it doesn’t seem real. *My wife. The mother of my children.* We’ve been through a lot, but now we’re here together, on our honeymoon, celebrating one year of marriage.”
I look at Julian, his countenance calm and thoughtful.
In this dimly lit corridor, it really feels like a dream.
“Every time I look at you, I feel the same way. No, actually, I love you a little more every day.” He finally looks at me, and there’s a soft smile on his lips. “When I saw this house, I could imagine you and our daughters running through the corridors and along the beach. It was almost like a vision of the future. I could see our future here, Angelee. Me, you, the girls.”
My eyes fill with tears, and he points with his head to the door, encouraging me to open it.
“That’s why, next year, and the others to come...” I open the door, and my eyes light up. “Let’s bring them with us, okay?”
The room before me makes my eyes ache with tears. It has two cradles, cute white furniture, teddy bears on the shelves, and white lily wallpaper. It’s our daughters’ room, which Julian prepared especially for them.
I hug him tightly, leaning my head against his chest. I listen to the calm beat of his heart, which is my favorite sound in the world. I close my eyes, feeling his arms wrap around me.
And sheltered in Julian’s warmth, I feel the deepest, truest, and brightest happiness in this world.
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