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He started soft, kissing and nipping from her jaw to her neck then back again. He moved down her body as slowly as possible, torturing them both as he tried to draw out her pleasure. They made love for hours, exchanging orgasms. Whispering their devotion in the dark. Feeling the other’s one love through every touch, every kiss, every thrust, every tremor. It wasn’t until the sun had fully risen over the harbor and the warm glow of morning filled the room that they were both satiated enough to go back to sleep.
Chapter twenty
Tori
“Ihonestlycouldn’timaginea better trip.” She burrowed deeper into the crook of Rhett’s shoulder. They were in their bathing suits and lounging on the hammock, her legs draped over his lower half while he had one arm behind her shoulders and the other possessively resting between the apex of her thighs.
They had been rotating between the bed, the plunge pool, and the hammock for the last few hours. It had become a daily routine: lazy afternoons spent basking in the sun, making love, and falling asleep in each other’s arms on their private balcony.
Rhett chuckled into her hair before kissing her forehead. “You know we didn’t actually do anything this entire trip, right?”
She let out a little sigh. There was a lot of truth to his statement. So many plans had been cancelled or changed over the last five days. They had done practically nothing, but the week had still been everything.
“I’m sorry we didn’t do more. I still feel bad. I know you worked so hard to plan us the perfect honeymoon…”
“Shhh.” He cut her off with a nip on her ear. “Stop apologizing. This week has been better than anything I could have ever planned.”
“Do you really mean that?” She ran her fingertips along his collarbone, into the hollow of his neck, then back again. It wasn’t like they hadn’t doneanything. Technically they had left the room twice to go to out to dinner, and they spent half the day at the beach on Wednesday.
But that was the extent of their honeymoon adventures, at least outside the walls of their villa. They had cancelled most their reservations and tours for the week, opting to explore each other’s bodies and revel in their new union instead.
Tori had never had so much sex in her life. She had lost count of the number of times they had made love. She was sore in all the best ways, and yet it was like each encounter just amped up their mutual desire for each other. No matter how many times he made her come, or how spent her body felt, she could not get enough of him.
“Of course I mean it. I didn’t realize it before we got here, but being hidden away from the world in this villa was exactly what we needed. I want this trip to be something we remember forever, beautiful. We deserve to be this blissfully happy after everything we went through to get here.” He kissed her shoulder as he stroked her through her bikini bottoms.
She subconsciously pushed into his hand, her need to be touched by him insatiable. She opened her legs and tilted her hips slightly to grant him more access, although she doubted he’d be ready to go again just yet. They had both crashed into full-body orgasms in the plunge pool less than an hour ago.
“Do you think long distance will be harder or easier now that we’re married?” she wondered out loud as she continued to grind her hips against his hand. He knew what she was doing, but he made no moves to pull away.
“Both. It’ll be different for sure. We’re not sneaking around anymore or trying to push down our feelings. It’ll be easier in that way. But we have a lot of big things coming up this summer. We’re in it together, though, and I’ll be home as often as I can. You won’t have to go through anything alone, V. You’ll never be alone again.” One finger crept under the hem of her bathing suit bottoms as he made his promise.
“I love you,” she murmured as she tilted her chin to find his lips.
“I love you too.” He didn’t deepen their kiss, instead smiling against her mouth and gazing down to meet her eyes. “I did get you something to make long distance a little easier.”
“Like a present?” she asked with a mischievous smile.
“Yes, like a present. Or presents, I guess. There’s more than one.” He stroked her again, this time inside the still damp fabric of her bathing suit, and applied a little more pressure. She couldn’t resist pushing into his hand. She would never get enough of this man.
“Come on,” he coaxed, circling two fingers against her clit for emphasis before removing his hand completely. “Let’s go inside.”
“What? No!” she protested at the loss of contact. “I don’t even like presents all that much,” she whimpered as she grasped his hand and tried to drag it back to her core. She was perfectly content to stay out here on the hammock and let him continue playing with her.
“I promise these presents will feel almost as good as my fingers do.”
Tori cocked an eyebrow in question but stood up without further prompting.
“Go inside and take off this wet bathing suit,” he instructed as he pulled at one of the strings on the side of her bikini. “Get on the bed naked, and I’ll be right there.”
She didn’t need to be told twice. She rushed through the door, her hands already working at the strings to undo her suit. Her nipples pebbled as soon as the chilly indoor air hit her skin. A full-body shudder raked through her, but it had more to do with anticipation than with the air-conditioned room being too cold.
She climbed onto the enormous bed without hesitation, turning back in time to see Rhett pull a sleek purple box from his suitcase. He sauntered over and joined her on the bed, kneeling before her as he presented her with the gift.
She excitedly took it from him, anxious to see what he had waited to give her on the last day of their trip. It couldn’t be something for the actual honeymoon, since tonight was the last night of their trip. He said it would feel almost as good as his fingers, though…
She raised her hand to her mouth and gasped when she flipped open the lid. Nestled inside the box was three silicone vibrators, each one a different length and shape, but all in the same matching pastel purple hue. She lifted her gaze to Rhett’s face to find him watching her expectedly.
“They’re supposed to be the best of the best— rechargeable and waterproof, with five cycles and ten intensity settings each.” Of course he would be focused on the features. She rolled her eyes and cocked one eyebrow at him.
