Surprise Delivery(111)

Not only is it comfortable to relax on, but I have a feeling the chaise will also be very handy for my purposes. I watch Duncan as he dries himself off after a long, leisurely swim. Our plan is to have dinner and then go explore more of the island a little bit later. But for now, we have about thirty minutes of uninterrupted adult time – and I plan on making use of them.

Being with Duncan has made me feel like – a hormonal teenager. As our relationship has grown and as our love has deepened, I find that I can’t get enough of him. Not that I could before, but he’s somehow really kicked my libido into overdrive. The more I get, the more I want.

Duncan is watching me admiring him and smiles. “I know that look.”

“As well you should,” I say.

“You are insatiable.”

“I don’t hear you complaining.”

“Nor will you,” he says and laughs.

“Good. Then get over here,” I chuckle. “Time to perform your husbandly duties.”

He glances at the clock. “We’ve only got about thirty minutes.”

I shrug. “It’s enough time for a quickie.”

He drops the towel and pulls me to my feet. Duncan leans down and kisses me passionately, letting me feel every bit of emotion he carries for me. As our tongues swirl together in my mouth, I feel myself growing hotter and wetter by the second. I reach down and slide my hand into his swim trunks, gripping his rapidly hardening cock and stroke it. He leans his head back and moans.

“You know, you may just kill me by the time our honeymoon is up,” he says.

I give him a flirty grin. “Can you think of a better way to go?”

“Absolutely not.”

Duncan leans forward, pressing me down on the chaise, and kisses me again. He presses his body against me, and I feel his stiff cock against my stomach. I wrap my legs around him and grab hold of his shoulders as our kiss intensifies. I shudder as I feel Duncan’s hand roaming my body. He cups my breast, giving my stiff nipple a hard tweak as he kisses down the length of my neck.

It’s amazing to me that even after all these months together, Duncan can ignite the fires of passion and desire in me with nothing more than a touch. A glance. A kiss. I’ve always enjoyed sex, but I’ve never craved or needed it as much as I do with him.

“I need you inside of me,” I moan.

Duncan fumbles around a bit and I realize he’s sliding out of his shorts. He tosses them to the floor, taking his bare cock into my hand. I squeeze it hard and he lets out a low moan as I stroke him. He slides his free hand down my stomach, slipping it between my thighs. I shudder as he touches me through my swimsuit, the yearning to feel him filling me up growing more with each passing moment.

“We need to be quick,” I gasp.

“We’ll have to make up for the foreplay later.”

“Count on it.”

He pulls my swimsuit to the side, gently caressing my pussy with the tips of his fingers. I would give anything to have his mouth on me right now but pressed for time, I’ll just have to wait. I’ll make him make it up to me later.

I feel the head of Duncan’s cock pressing against my opening and with one hard thrust, he’s buried deep within me. I gasp as he stretches me open, the feeling him filling me up so completely sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

I cling to him tightly, digging my nails into his shoulders as he begins to move, and he draws in a sharp breath. He pins me harder against the chaise and starts to thrust his hips, driving himself into me with vigor. I moan and call his name as he pounds himself into me, his cock sliding deep and setting off explosions of sensation.

“Yes, baby,” I gasp. “Yes, fuck me.”

Duncan obliges me, reaching up to grab hold of the back of the chaise with both hands for better leverage. With me pinned between the chaise and his body, he’s able to drive himself even harder into me. The sun is beating down on us as he pumps his cock into me over and over again. I cry out, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure running through me.

Duncan presses his forehead against mine, our gazes locked. A low growl escapes him while he drives himself into me, burying his glorious cock into me with a wild and reckless abandon. The pressure is building up low within me, and the pleasure coursing through my body is setting my every nerve ending on fire. It seems like every time we’re together, he makes me come harder than the last time – and I know I bring him just as much pleasure, which makes me happy.

I want the rest of our lives pleasing one another, making each other happy in every way possible – and I’d have to say we’re off to a pretty good start.

“I’m going to come,” Duncan whispers in my ear. “You’re going to make me come, baby.”

I dig my nails into his back as a bolt of sensation rocks my entire body. “Come for me, baby,” I say. “God, yes. Please come for me.”

Duncan throws his head back and lets out a sound that’s more animal than human. His entire body stiffens and then begins to tremble. As I feel his cock pulsing inside of me, he sends me over the edge. A powerful orgasm tears through me. I stutter and gasp, crying out as every muscle in my body feels like it’s spasming. I’m carried along on a river of ecstasy, and the rush of endorphins leaves me feeling dizzy.

Duncan drives himself into me one last time and holds himself as deep inside of me as he can go. With a cry, I feel him explode, shooting thick streams of his warm, wet seed into me, filling me up with it completely.