by Mia Ford
I could feel his hands grasping onto my waist, moving me back and forth faster than I could move myself. I screamed out as the feelings grew more and more intense, bringing me to the top of my peak. I grabbed his arms and took in a deep breath as I felt myself exploding in orgasm. I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against his, letting out my moans into his throat.
He growled and continued to move me hard and fast on top of him. I could feel his need growing as my juices erupted, flowing over his cock. As my orgasm released and simmered back down, Nathan reached up and tossed me onto my back, moving quickly between my legs and gliding right back into me. He pulled my legs straight up in the air in front of him and grabbed on to my thighs as he continued thrusting. I reached down and rubbed my clit, moaning at how full he had made me. It was complete ecstasy as he fucked me hard, my head leaning off the end of the bed. I opened my eyes and watched as the scene moved back and forth, our bodies slamming into each other.
The sound of our skin slapping echoed through the villa and out into the ocean, and I reached my arms over my head and moaned over and over as he pushed as deep as he could. I could feel his fingers clasping to my thighs as his body began to stiffen. He reached down and pulled my hips in, leaning forward and pushing in as deep as he could. I split my legs and draped them over his shoulders as he growled loudly and his body convulsed in pleasure. I could feel his cock throbbing and then the explosion inside of me. It was warm and sensual, and I closed my eyes, feeling his seed fill me. His hips continued to thrust forward as his body untensed, leaning into me. He opened his eyes and took a deep breath, pulling my legs to the side and rolling over next to me. We both laid sideways on the bed, our heads dangling over the edge, collecting our breath and feeling the warm Hawaiian air washing over our naked bodies.
I turned my head toward him and kissed his soft lips, smiling as he looked up at the window. This man was my husband, and I couldn’t be happier about that choice. I would get to spend the rest of my life having amazing sex with my partner in life, and the only man I had ever been with.
We turned over in the bed and cuddled up under the light covers, leaving the doors open for the soothing sound of the ocean. It didn’t take long for us both to fall asleep after a day like we had. I could feel his warm arms around me, and I knew I would never feel lonely again.
The next morning, I woke up to the alarm and slipped out of bed, jumping in the shower. I washed my hair and put on one of our new line of bathing suits. I applied some gel to my hair to keep that wavy beach look and snuck back to the bed. I slowly ran my fingers down Nathan’s chest, trying to wake him up softly. He smiled and moaned, trying to turn over, but I laid my body on his. He sniffed the air and touched my hair with a big grin. He always loved the way I smelled, even if I hadn’t taken a shower yet. He slowly opened his eyes and picked up his head, kissing me softly on the lips.
“Is it time for breakfast?” he asked groggily.
“Yes, and it’s a working honeymoon, remember?” I tapped him on the chest and stood from the bed. “Time to rise and shine. We want to catch the morning light as the sun begins to rise.”
“But it’s so early,” he whined.
“Get up, get up, get up,” I sang, pulling the covers off his body.
I walked out onto the balcony where they had served breakfast. I picked up a piece of fruit, tasting it, and I rolled my eyes at its amazing flavor and juiciness. Everything here was perfect, even down to the fruit salad they served for breakfast. I grabbed a bottle of water and took a swig, pouring Nathan a cup of coffee with light sugar and a splash of cream, just how he liked it. It was time to get the photos taken for the new line of swimwear, and Maria and I had made the executive decision that we would be the ones to model the bathing suits because we wanted to see real women with real curves. Nathan didn’t like the idea of my body being splashed all over the place, but it was a bathing suit, and it was my company. I had to be proud of the clothes that we made and show that anything that we sell, I would gladly wear out in public.
“Hey, girl.”
I looked up as Maria’s voice sounded in the distance. She was strutting her stuff down the walk, ready to get our hair and makeup done. The whole crew was tagging along behind her, carrying bags and boxes of makeup and primping tools. I waved and smiled, turning back to make sure that Nathan had put on pants. I didn’t really think the entire entourage needed to see his white ass this early in the morning.
Maria snagged a piece of fruit and popped it into her mouth. “Oh my God, seriously is everything on this island perfect?”
“I know, right?” I looked around but didn’t see Diego, her boyfriend. “Where’s the love?”
“Oh, he wanted to sleep in,” she said, shaking her head. “He didn’t think he could deal with watching someone take pictures of my half naked body.”
“Morning, Maria,” Nathan said as he took his coffee from my hand. “Where’s your boy toy?”
“Morning, Mr. Married,” she said, grabbing another piece of fruit. “He’s back at the resort sleeping.”
“Lucky,” he said like a child. “How come I’m not allowed to sleep?”
“Because you insisted on helping run the company,” I said, squeezing his cheek and walking into the villa.
“Damn it,” he said under his breath, making me laugh.
We sat around getting our hair and makeup done, laughing and talking, and waiting for the photographer. With about ten minutes to spare, he showed up looking pretty tired. He dropped his stuff in the middle of the floor and dramatically sighed.
“Ladies, I need coffee, stat,” he said to the staff standing around to help. “I spent way too much time at drag night last night.”
We laughed, glad to be around men that we didn’t have to be self-conscious around. They told us how beautiful we looked about a hundred times, and then we made our way down to the beach to start taking pictures. The main beach right outside of the resort was where we landed. As the sun peeked over the horizon, the constant click of the camera filled the air. Maria and I spent the next several hours posing for the camera, walking out into the ocean with that sassy look back, and rolling around in the waves, really testing the durability of my top. Nathan was standing on the side, watching every time our wardrobe guy had to fix my suit. He was being way overprotective, but for some reason, I actually found it endearing. He was jealous of anybody that even looked at me, but I just smiled and winked at him, letting him know whose attention I really wanted.
As the sun rose, the beach began to fill up and a crowd started to gather. Maria and I ran out into the surf, frolicking around in the waves. The water was so warm, and the people seemed very entertained and curious about what was going on. Our marketing crew went to work immediately, handing out cards for our online shop. We knew we didn’t want the brand to just stay in California, so Nathan had an amazing website and online store put up days before our trip began. We made sure to set limits, just in case things took off. We didn’t want to get home and not have enough product produced to fill the orders. The women loved the ideas, and I could see them chatting amongst themselves excitedly as they looked at the cards. The men, well, they were men, and they were content with watching our small bikinis barely cover our bodies as the water ran down our dark skin.
I could see the thunder clouds clashing in Nathan’s eyes as the men next to him whispered and gawked at me in the waves. It didn’t bother me a bit since I knew exactly what man I wanted to take me home. But Nathan, he was not having a very good time with it. I smiled at him and waved from the water, laughing to myself as he forced a smile back. His crossed arms and rigid smile let everyone know exactly who he was, and the men turned and walked to the other side. I didn’t want Nathan to be uncomfortable, but the idea that he was jealous was slightly thrilling for me. It made me want him even more, and I had to be sure that I let him know just who I belonged to. I waved to the photographer for a break and jogged up the beach to Nathan. Immediately, he wr
apped a towel around me, and I smiled up at him with a big toothy grin.
“Aww, what’s wrong baby?”
“I don’t like this beach,” he said. “Why couldn’t we have done it on the private one?”
“We talked about this,” I said, chuckling. “We want people to see the bathing suits. It's killing two birds with one stone.”
“Two naked birds,” he scoffed.
“Aww, come here,” I said, pouting at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in, kissing him deeply and passionately in front of everyone. When I pulled away, I stood on my tip toes and whispered in his ear. “I belong to you alone.”
I kissed him on the cheek and handed him my towel, ready to get this shoot over so I could get back to the honeymoon. Maria stood smiling with her hand outstretched, and I jogged over to her. We ended the shoot with some photos together that we planned on getting framed and putting up on the walls in the store. As we posed together for the camera, I watched Nathan look down at his phone, scrolling through the internet in search of something. Knowing him, it was probably some ridiculous, elaborate surprise, but at least, I knew it would be for me.
Chapter Twenty Three
Nathan
It was one thing to look at your wife in a club, all decked out, and have other men stare. In that situation, you were proud of the fact that she was with you. It was something completely different for your wife to be pretty much naked, frolicking through the waves of the ocean, and having skeevy ass hats standing around gawking at her huge tits and round ass.
I couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy my wife was, and I truly felt lucky to be able to honestly say that. But the thought of her body splashed all over advertisements made me kind of sick to my stomach. I mean, she was my wife, not some woman that was meant for other guys to jack off to. I really didn’t know how the husbands of swimsuit models dealt with seeing their wives splashed all over newsstands every year. I would go around buying every single one of them before anyone else could. I tried not to talk about how uncomfortable it was for me around Ronni because I didn’t want to make her feel bad. Just by watching her in front of the camera, she was a natural at posing, and she was beaming with self-confidence, something I never saw in her while we grew up.
Her conservative style as a young adult was definitely shed off when she hit college, and on a regular basis, I had no problem with watching her walk in front of me in a pair of cutoff shorts and crop top. However, out here on the public beach with a crowd, I was having a really hard time controlling my irritation. I did not want to be that guy, that jealous guy that beat up every man that stared at my wife, but right now, it was really hard to control myself.
I just needed to continue to tell myself that while other men might be able to look, I was the only one that was allowed to touch. Her soft supple skin and the dark exotic look were just for me, and I couldn’t wait to get back in bed with her. I could already feel my pants getting tight just thinking about the night before, when she rode me until I could feel her juices running down my shaft. I took a deep breath and nonchalantly adjusted myself, trying to get the thought of her naked body out of my head. It wasn’t so easy with her nipples hard under that thin bikini top.
As Maria and Ronni began the last part of the shoot, which was group photos for the shop’s walls, I looked down at my phone, realizing I hadn’t made any plans for later that night. I need to make sure I showed Ronni just how committed I was and how treasured she really was. I flipped through the options of restaurants on my phone, landing on the very famous five-star French Polynesian restaurant just a short helicopter ride to another island. I dialed their number and began to set my plans in motion while glancing over at Ronni, who was now chatting with Maria and the marketing team. I needed to make this night so special that she would never be able to forget it.
We headed back to the villa where I pulled out a beautiful evening dress for her to wear for the surprise. She walked out of the shower, drying her hair, and she smiled at me, holding the dress up in front of myself. I quickly lowered it, my cheeks blushing.
“I don’t think that will fit you,” she teased.
“Then I think you should wear it tonight,” I said. “I have a surprise for you, but we have to leave in like twenty minutes.
She rolled her eyes at me and laughed, grabbing the dress from my hand. She hurried into the bathroom, and I could hear the blow dryer going while she stumbled around the bathroom getting ready. I pulled out a suit and tie and gelled my hair in the mirror on the wall. It was really easy for me to get ready, and I was glad I didn’t have to go through as much as Ronni did, even though I never understood why, since she was gorgeous all the time. When she was done, we walked across the resort to the helicopter pad where the pilot picked us up. Ronni shook her head at the amount of excess I was showing off and climbed inside, putting on her headphones. She gazed out the window as we took a short ride to the other side.
We ate dinner all alone at the most amazing restaurant I had ever been to. I had called them and requested to have the place all to ourselves. Luckily, they weren’t usually open on Monday nights so I paid a bit extra and the chef and staff came in just for us. They set up a table out on the balcony overlooking the water and lit about a hundred candles around us. It was absolutely enchanting, and we sat feasting while talking about our day and how amazing the photo shoot ended up being. I wasn’t as jealous now that we were out of the situation, but I still didn’t like the idea of it all. When we were done, we decided to take a long walk on the beach, not having been to this island yet. I had paid the pilot to hang around until we called, not knowing when we would finish up.
As we walked along the sandy shores hand in hand, I took Ronni’s hand and twirled her into my arms, dipping her low and kissing her softly. The full moon shone brightly over the ocean, lighting up her magnificent face. Her hair was shiny and long, and it blew in the light breeze off the ocean. I tipped her back up to her feet and pushed hair from her face.
“You are the most amazing, charming, intelligent—”
“Yes,” she said, swinging her hair over her shoulder. “Go on.”
“Beautiful woman I have ever met,” I said, laughing. “I don’t know what I would do in this world without you.”
Her heart immediately melted, and her love for me showed all over her face. I leaned in and tilted her chin upward, pressing my lips against her mouth. Her arms immediately wrapped around my neck, and she leaned into me, pressing her body against mine. Under the bright light of the moon, we explored each other like sixteen-year-olds at a summer fling.
My hands moved over her body, touching every inch of her and grabbing her ass tightly. She squeaked into my mouth with surprise as I picked her up by the butt and wrapped her legs around my waist. I stood there on the white sand beach and made out passionately with my wife, groaning as she sucked on my lip seductively and pushed her hips into my hardening cock. I reached one hand up and cupped her large breast massaging it hard. She leaned her head back as I pulled one side of her dress down and took her exposed tit in my mouth. I looked around but didn’t see anyone else on the beach, though it was a public place.
She hopped down off me and ran her hand down the front of me, squeezing my cock between my body and pants. As her fingers moved downward, she grabbed onto my shaft and began to jack it hard inside of my pants. She smiled as she bit my lip, feeling my cock get harder and harder in the palm of her hand. I groaned loudly as she stroked it up and down with force, her face looking aroused and determined.
She undid my belt and slid her hand back in, loosening up the area, and she began stroking my cock long and hard. I growled out, thrusting my hips forward as her hand slid up and down the shaft. I wanted to fuck her so bad, and I knew there would be no way I could make it all the way back to the villa first. She looked up into my eyes as her hand steadily moved in my pants, and I could see she wasn’t willing to wait, either. I pulled her hand out of my pants, and we ran down the b
each toward the cliffs where they would at least provide the coverage of shadows in the corners. As we approached, she reached out and grabbed my tie, backing up into the steep rocky side.
I put my hand up against the stone next to her head and watched as she pulled her dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. I reached out, but she slapped my hand away, smiling at me with glimmering eyes. She pushed me back and propped her ass up on one of the rocks. I watched as she split her legs apart and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her wet mound. She bit her lip and stuck two fingers in her mouth, sucking and wetting them before sliding them down through her folds. She moaned quietly as her fingers circled around her clit, dipping part way into her pussy before pulling out and circling back.
“You like watching me?” she asked.
“Yeah, baby,” I said, rubbing my cock outside of my pants.
“Good,” she moaned. “I want to watch you, too.”
I walked over and leaned my shoulder against the rock next to her, unbuttoning my pants and dropping them around my ankles. I slowly reached down into my boxers and pulled my pulsing, engorged cock out into my hand. I reached up and unbuttoned my shirt so it would hang out of the way, and I draped my tie around her neck. She looked so fucking sexy sitting there fingering herself in nothing but her panties. I looked down at her pussy and began to move my hand up and down the shaft of my raging erection. She bit her lip, keeping her eyes glued to the motion of my hand, her own fingers plunging deep inside of her and coming back out to rub her clit. I could hear her breath increasing as my fist began moving faster over my shaft.
