Lucky Irish

Since Joshua is at a math camp for the summer and the girls are with their grandparents, I am taking this opportunity to finally take my wife on The honeymoon of her dreams. Luckily, I was able to get time off from both work and as the president of my union chapter. It’s the perfect time to do this. She has always wanted to go to Hawaii, so I’ve planned the entire trip down to the excursions we will go on. ATVs and zip lining followed by a festive luau and walks on the beach. If we can get away with it, we’ll make love on the beach. If not, I’ll leave the balcony door open to hear the waves crashing while I take her.

We arrive in Hawaii just before sunset. From the balcony of our room we watch as the sun goes down. Kissing her, I remind her of my love for her.

“I’m so happy,” she breathes, settling into my arms.

“Me too, lass. Me too.”

The wind makes it a little bit chilly so when she starts shivering, I bring her back inside and warm her up in the tried and true way. No matter how many times I slide into her tight cunt, it feels like the very first time. Fucking in and out of her is a euphoric experience. It always is.

“Tell me what I need to hear, Brenna,” I demand, pausing my thrusts.

“I… I’m yours,” she screams, and I continue my thrusts.

“Fuck yes you are,” I growl into her ear. I kiss down her neck to her chest, pulling her nipple into my mouth. I suck on it before moving over to the other one. Her pussy squeezes my dick and I know it’s not long before she comes. I move faster and faster, giving her what we both need.

I love this woman with all my heart and her loving me in return makes me the richest man in the world. It was the lucky Irish in me that brought her to me, and I’ll be damned if I ever give her back.