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against him. The waves lapped
at her feet as the aftershocks continued.
    Jon sat back on his haunches, staring down at her. The
moonlight lit him from the side, his golden hair reflecting the soft light, his
eyes glittering. “You’re so beautiful.” He traced his hands along her legs
again.
    She sat up slowly, still trying to catch her breath. “That
was amazing.”
    He grinned, his fingers curving around her waist. “You’re
amazing.”
    She shifted her legs so she was kneeling in front of him and
leaned forward to kiss his neck. She glided her hand down his rock-solid chest
until she found his cock. His skin was impossibly hot as she stroked, long and
slow, just as his fingers had teased her. Breath hissed out of him as she
circled a finger around his silken tip. He tilted his head back, the muscles in
his neck extended, his jawline achingly beautiful. She traced his lips with a
fingertip and just as his tongue wrapped around her finger she took him into
her mouth.
    His echoing groan filled her with desire as she slithered
her tongue down the length of him, taking him as deep inside her throat as she
could manage. Sucking slowly, she flicked her tongue against him as she raised
and lowered her head. The waves rushed around their legs and Jon braced
himself, strong arms anchored behind him on the sand. She could feel him
swelling, his muscles tensing and she tightened her grip around the base of his
cock as she quickened the pace of her mouth. His body froze beneath hers then
began to throb. Thick streams of cum pulsed into her and she swallowed deeply,
sucking until his shuddering subsided.
    “Jesus,” he whispered against her hair as she sat up. He
kissed the side of her head, her cheek, her mouth, the taste of both of them
mingling on her lips.
    Another rush of water passed over them, nearly knocking them
over.
    “We’re all covered in sand,” Shari said, laughing.
    “You’re right. What do you say to a swim to rinse off?”
    She followed him into the surf, the waves crashing against
them He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into another kiss. She
couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so happy.
    * * * * *
    Jon was still in awe of the events of the evening as he
gathered his shoes and wallet from the sand and followed Shari toward the
hotel. She looked like a mythical goddess, her white dress clinging to her as
she made her way across the sand.
    As soon as they got closer to the hotel lights he noticed
that the water had made the thin fabric of her outfit translucent. He grinned
as he watched her curves sway with each step. “As much as I’m enjoying the
view, I think you may want to borrow my shirt.”
    Shari turned, her lovely brow furrowed, then she looked
down. “Oh my God.” Even in the moonlight he could see that she was blushing.
    He quickly undid his buttons and wrapped his shirt around
her, holding it as she put her arms through the sleeves. He gathered her wet
hair in his hand and lifted it out from beneath the collar, then started to
button her. “You look awfully good in my new shirt.”
    “You look awfully good out of your new shirt.” She ran her
hands over his chest and he wanted to pull her down onto the sand again.
    “Please tell me you have condoms in the room.” He tugged her
against him, feeling the heat rise between them.
    “I do. This was supposed to be my honeymoon, after all.” A
flicker of sadness crossed her face.
    He raked his fingers through her hair. “That’s all behind
you now. No looking back. On to bigger and better things.”
    “I’d say I’ve already accomplished that.” She ground her
hips against him with a smirk that made his loins ache.
    “Really?”
    Her lips pulled into a wicked grin. “Much bigger.”
    He kissed her, hard. “Let’s get back to the room, now.”
    Jon tried to act nonchalant as they rode the elevator up
with an older couple who were dressed to the nines. The woman was keeping her
eyes averted but the man had no