126 My Husband

I lay on the chair, soaking up the warm sun and salty breeze of the Mediterranean Sea, as I lounge by the pool of our hotel. The beaches were insanely crowded, which we decided to avoid since we we're still suffering from jet lag. This has been bliss though. No cares, just Brian and I and the Amalfi Coast. We were splurging for this place, I knew that, but damn I can't say it's not worth it. It's beautiful, nestled up in the cliffs, overlooking the sea and beautiful town. Brian lays on the next lounge chair, relaxing while sipping a drink, enjoying the view as well.

I roll onto my stomach, letting my back get some sun, and enjoy the sight of my handsome husband. His eyes are on something on the nearby cliffs, making my eyes try to find what he's looking at. Not finding anything in particular I return my gaze to his sexy body.

This is my husband. This toned and amazingly strong man, who's skin is a natural golden beige color has my insides quivering as I visually feast on him. His little trail of hair that runs from his stomach to his groin has my mouth needing fluids. I lick my lips that are suddenly dry and run my eyes up over his chest.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I will throw you over my shoulder and take you back to our room."

My eyes dart up to his that are full of promise. I smile and stretch, "I wouldn't say no to that." I giggle as Brian's smile grows larger.

He chuckles and sets his empty drink down on the table next to us. He sits up as an attendant comes over asking if he'd enjoy another drink. He politely declines and thanks the man before he leaves with the empty glass. He then stands and bends over, lifting me up into his arms, bridal style.

"I'm going to take that as an invitation." He smirks as I blush in his arms.

"Brian. Put me down." I whisper, I'm not the lightest thing in the world, even though I know he can lift me, I don't want to tire him out.

He walks me over the the stairs to exit the area before he sets me down. "For safety purposes only am I setting you down." He growls softly. We walk together, holding hands to our room, sharing heated looks that make me blush and my toes curl in my sandals.

Once the room door was closed behind us, Brian swoops me up in his arms, to take me to the bed. Giggling as he tosses me onto the plush mattress, I try to tease him.

"Husband!" I start, pushing my self up on my elbows and feet to scuttle away from him, "What are you doing?"

He growls, snatching my ankle, "You know what I'm about to do to you." He pulls me closer to him as he gets up on the bed on his knees, forcing his body between my knees as he unties his swim shorts. His cock springs out as he pushes his shorts down just enough and moves my swim bottoms to the side. He grips his cock, rubbing himself against my opening and clit, making me gasp in anticipation.

"I love how my wife is so wet for me." Brian gives a wicked knowing grin that makes my breathing become even more rapid. That's the look of my husband who's about wreck me for the rest of the day. I'll be surprised if I'll be able to walk later with that look alone.

He leans forward, putting his weight on one elbow, as he begins to press himself into me.

"Oh .. fuck.." I cry out softly, feeling him stretching me to accommodate his cock.

"That's right baby, you love how this cock feels." He presses forward, my body giving him resistance. He pulls back and smiles, "I love how I know you can take this too."

He presses forward again and my eyes widen at the pressure that builds as my body still resists. This is the first time we've had sex since we got married. As the wedding night we were so exhausted than packing for the trip and the flight and travel here didn't help. Just a few days and my body wanted to act like it was our first time together again.

My mouth drops open as Brian presses farther into me, his face grimacing in concentration, "Come on, take my cock." He pulls back and pushes forward again, sliding all the way into place, causing a startled cry to escape me.

Brian stays still gasping for breath and I can tell he's trying to calm himself. I lift my hips and start moving them against him, making him groan and press me hard into the bed.

"Don't you dare." He demands, leaving me no option but to smile and try to wiggle them more in defiance.

"I dare, husband. You should know me by now." I giggle, wrapping my arms around his waist to grip his ass, forcing him to start rocking his body against mine.

He grunts and begins to give me what I want.

"Oh yes. Fuck me." I gasp, my voice pitch rising as his rhythm speeds up. He pushes him self up, gripping my knees to watch as he moves in and out of me. I pull my bottoms off to the side more, allowing him to get a better view.

"Fuck... Brian." I whine, my body loving what he can make me feel. I lift my hips to meet his thrusts, when he stands up off the bed and drops his shorts to the floor. I bite my lip taking in the sight of him, cock still wet from me. He takes my bottoms off, throwing them over his shoulder, before dropping to his knees in front of the bed. He pulls me to the edge of the bed and dives head first in between my legs.

"Oh.. my.. god.. " I let out a high pitched gasp, my legs starting to shake from how intense his mouth sucks on my clit. I have one hand holding on to the bed, the other is in his hair, gripping it tightly, as I try to pull his head back, but he refuses to let go.

He hums in delight as I'm caught up in between enjoying the pleasure and being overwhelmed by it.

My words come out shaky, like my teeth are chattering from cold, "Oh.. Brian.. Fuck... Oh..." My sounds are becoming like a whine, like a kettle starting to whistle on a hot stove. Still he continues on, forcing me to cum hard on his face, the orgasm almost painful it was so intense. I'm close to tears when my body finally starts coming down from the peak of my orgasm.

My body ticks in the aftermath, Brian grinning as he slides up in between legs, pulling my ass closer to the edge of the bed. He slides into me, making my body tense from my still sensitive flesh.

"I fucking love you so, so, much, Sarina. My love, my wife." Brian leans down and kisses me, deep and needing, just like his cock strokes inside of me.

My heart grows so big, I feel like I'm going to burst. I can hardly believe this is all real. If I am dreaming, dear god, I hope I'm in a coma and never waking up. I wrap my arms around his neck, keeping his lips on mine. I don't ever want to imagine what my life would be without him.

I slow our kiss down, cherishing his lips, the feeling of him, his weight as he moves his body against mine. I move my hands, feeling the flexing, strong muscles in his back, his hot breath as he begins to kiss down my jaw to my neck.

"Oh .... dear..." I gasp, "Brian!" I cry out as he nips at the nape of my neck. His lips descend on that spot again, sucking hard, making me arch my back lifting my neck towards him, an invitation for more.

"Fuck, Sarina." Brian whispers against my the skin right under my ear, "I want to tie you up so bad and make you scream in ecstasy." His raspy voice adds another level sexiness that causes my core to clench.

"Oh.... then you should." I cock a brow at him, gasping in delight.

Brian lets out a breathy chuckle, "I'm not trying to get the police called on us or kicked out of this fine hotel."

"Then I look forward to when we get back home for that." I smirk at him mischievously.

Brian backs off and chuckles, "Get on your hands and knees baby."

I do as he instructs, feeling him climb up behind my spread legs.

"You may want to bite the pillow." He states as his strong hands grip my hips, holding them still, as he rams himself hard into me.

"OH!" I cry out, quickly grabbing the pillow in front of me to smother my cries as Brian fucks me, hard.

I'm biting the pillow as he shoves himself deep, holding himself in place, he rocks himself gently as he keeps himself deep, pressing my back down and my legs closer to my head. The way he has my body is uncomfortable, but when he starts thrusting...

OH HOLY FUCK

He hits my g spot, head on, and I feel like my diaphragm freezes. I can't take in a breath, with each one of his thrusts, I'm driven harder into the bed, and straight into heaven with my orgasm.

I don't remember what happened next. Except I'm in heaven, wrapped up in strong arms, whimpering in bliss.