She desired the same thing and shimmied out of her shorts, taking her thong along with them. Next came her bra. Then a shake of each foot and her sandals and clothes were in a pile.
“Your turn,” she told him, standing naked before him.
He unhooked the button, slid his hands in the sides, and shed his boxer briefs along with the shorts, also kicking off his shoes.
Before she could take in that naked glorious male body, he picked her up and carried her into a bedroom, depositing her on the bed.
“Now it’s time to consummate this marriage.” His eyes gleamed with sexual intent.
“For a playboy, you’re pretty set on all the traditions of marriage,” she informed him.
From the surprise ring to the official proposal to the big wedding and the something old he’d made sure she had, if she didn’t know better, she’d think he was a true romantic.
He braced his hands on either side of her face, his body weight pressing against her, his thick erection aligned with her sex. Desire flowed through her, pulsing and heavy.
“Condoms are in the suitcase,” he muttered, obviously having no intention of replying to her statement.
He rolled off her and headed for the luggage, returning with more than one packet in hand. He tossed all but one onto the mattress.
He stood by the bed and opened the foil packet, sliding it over his straining shaft before rejoining her on the bed. Kneeling over her, he grabbed on to his cock and slid it back and forth over her sex, being sure to glide over her clit.
Goose bumps prickled over her skin, arousal thrumming inside her. He was sure of himself, and she enjoyed every moment of his ability to make her burn.
She arched her hips, needing him inside her. “Stop teasing me, Jaxon. I want you.”
He slid his fingers through her damp folds. “You do. You’re so wet for me,” he said in a husky voice that revealed how on edge he was.
Positioning himself, he slid the head of his cock inside her and she moaned, reaching for him.
He lowered himself over her, his lips covering hers at the same time he thrust all the way, causing her to see stars. He grasped her hands and lifted her arms above her head and ground his hips into hers, his cock hard and thick inside her.
“Oh, God.” She arched her back, bent her knees, and he began to pump his hips, gliding in and out as she squeezed herself around him, causing him to groan and thrust faster, deeper. They were so joined they might as well be a part of each other, and her heart skipped a beat at the thought.
And then he slid his finger over her clit, pressing down as his cock hit the right spot inside her. She cried out and he caught on immediately.
“You like that? I think I should do it again.” Raising his hips, he slammed into her again and again and again until she was coming, crying out as he thrust once more and stilled, ending on a low, sexy groan.
* * *
Jaxon woke up the next morning to Macy’s mouth around his hard cock, and before he was even aware of his surroundings, he came hard and fast.
They shared breakfast brought to their room, a continental choice of rolls, muffins, and croissants, their conversation consisting mostly of reminiscing about the wedding and the amazing job Bri had done pulling things together.
Not long after, they were lying on the white sand on a double recliner chair on the beach. Jaxon couldn’t tear his gaze from the hot woman beside him in a black-and-white bikini that barely covered her breasts and pussy. If she meant to torture him, she was doing a damn good job. Then again, as he was coming to realize, she didn’t have to do more than exist to torture him.
Who’d have thought marital sex would outdo regular sex? After two more rounds before they made it outside, knowing that Macy belonged to him at least for now, their time together had been incredible.
As she lay beside him, he couldn’t resist and picked up an ice cube that hadn’t yet melted from the bucket and laid it on her belly.
She squealed and popped up from her reclining position. “What are you doing?”
“Cooling you off.” He ran the melting cube over her just-tanning skin. “And giving myself something to taste.” Leaning over her, he licked the damp driblets on her skin, taking in the salty flavor and groaning as he ran his tongue down to the edge of her bathing suit where heaven waited.
Feeling her eyes on him, he hooked his fingers into the sides of her suit and pulled it down her thighs, revealing her damp sex. She pulled in a shuddering breath as he lowered his head and flicked at her sweet pussy.