And then we made love.
Chapter 21: Adriana
Honeymoon
My feet were planted in the warm sands as I looked out over the crystal blue waters stretched out in front of me. Milos had surprised me with our own personal honeymoon to celebrate our “real” marriage to each other, and I had been whisked away to the South Pacific where I found myself relaxed on a small island away from everyone. The weather was perfect, the sun was shining brightly overhead, and we were able to be completely alone for the first time since he plucked me out of the club and took me to his hotel suite. This time, however, there was no secret plan or ulterior motive. It was just us, showing each other just how much we were in love.
Behind me, some ways from the surf, was what Milos called a cottage, but I considered it more of a manor house, built to look like a beach bungalow. It was white with outdoor carpets, thatched umbrellas, and bright blue doors and shutters. The place was even more impressive on the inside with its sleek marble design and eclectic décor. It was starkly different from the castle.
Just feeling my bare feet on the cold floors was enough to send me into relaxation mode. But it was the beach that really called to me, drawing me to its shores with the promise of warm water on my toes and sunsets too beautiful to describe.
Once we had gotten completely settled back into the castle, life just took off, and Milos wanted to get me out here before the baby was born. I wanted to see what the surprise was before I got too big to waddle, which Milos thought was adorable, but I definitely thought otherwise. I even had a tendency to laugh at myself as I struggled to tie my own shoes, thinking back at my days on the stage. If Sveta could see me now, she’d freak out.
My mother had gotten a lot more supportive, and I was actually excited to have her at the castle. She had become best friends with Milos’s mother, and the two couldn’t stop talking about the baby shower. It was almost driving me nuts. Here, though, under the bright moonlight, I could really relax and forget about all of that for a little while.
I could sense Milos walking up behind me, and I smiled as he wrapped his hands around my waist and rested them on my growing belly. He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek as he let out a deep breath and peered out at the rolling blue waves. The sun had set, and the moon had begun to rise, creating a cascade of colors across the horizon. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen.
“Do you like it here?” he asked.
“More than anywhere else I have ever been,” I said, smiling. “It’s absolutely gorgeous here. Can’t we just release our lives back home and live here like beach bums, raising our child in the surf of the beautiful ocean?”
“No,” he said, laughing. “But we can come here anytime you want. I bought this island as a gift for us. It is the place we can come whenever we want to be alone or take a family vacation. Our own little piece of paradise.”
“Really,” I said, turning my head toward his. “That is so perfect, Milos. Thank you. I love this.”
“I thought it would be nice to always have a place we could go that disconnected us from the hustle and bustle of royal life,” he replied, turning me toward him. “Besides, that afternoon in the maze got me thinking.”
“Did it?” I laughed moving in close and feeling his hard cock press into my crotch.
“Yes,” he said, leaning over and kissing my neck. “We can make passionate love right here on the beach, and no one would ever know.”
“I’d like that,” I cooed.
His hands ran down my side to the knot in my bathing suit cover up.
As Milos untied the cloth and pulled it from my body, his tongue skimmed across my neck, and he nibbled on my earlobe. Chills ran down my back, and I turned to face him, running my hands through his hair and pressing my lips against his. I nibbled his bottom lip gently, something I knew really turned him on.
Slowly, we fell to our knees and laid down in the soft warm sands. I watched him intently as he took off his shirt. His tanned skin glistened in the moonlight, and I could feel the warm waves lapping at my feet. He pulled the small triangles of my bikini top from my breasts and squeezed my tits with his hands. The feeling of his skin against my hot body aroused me, and he pulled at my hard nipples.
His hands trailed down my sides to the ties of my bathing suit bottoms. He pulled each string and opened up my suit to reveal my slick, bulging mound. He bit his bottom lip and growled as he softly ran his hand over my pussy lips, parting them, and rubbing his thumb against my clit. I gasped and moaned at the feeling of his skin. I untied his swim trunks and let his rock-solid erection burst from the opening. He took his time playing with my wetness, and I stroked his cock to the sounds of the waves hitting the shore. He closed his eyes as his fingers played over me like a piano, and my soft hands stroked his shaft.
Milos slipped his swim trunks off and tossed them up the beach. Then he leaned forward and kissed my lips, pulling me into a sitting position. He cupped my bouncing tits in his hands and massaged them gently while his cock was still in my palm. He rolled over on his back and pulled me on top of him, looking up at my wild hair and lustful gaze.
I slowly lowered myself down on his cock. I could feel a gush of warmth blow through me as he filled me, and I leaned my head back and moaned. The waves crashed behind me, spraying me with water as I moved my hips slowly against him. There was no rush or hurry as we lay rolling through the waves and the soft sand beneath us. The thrill of outdoor sex sent shivers up my spine as I stared up at the twinkling stars overhead, feeling his hands guide my hips toward ecstasy.
I leaned backward, placing my hands on his thighs and riding him deep and strong while his soft groans filled my ears. I could feel his hands run down my chest, over my belly, and stop as his fingers massaged my wet clit. I whined loudly as the feeling of pleasure surged through me and my hips twisted and turned. With every movement, I wanted more. With every groan from Milos’s lips, I could feel my neediness begin to set in.
“You like that, baby?”
“Yes,” I shouted loudly with desperation.
The sounds of crickets and frogs were drowned out by the echoes of my own moans. I released any inhibitions, letting myself fully drown his cock in my juices. He reached his hands up and pushed me to the side, carefully laying me on the ground and wrapping my legs around his waist. He stroked his cock for several seconds before pushing it back in, slowly at first, and then increasing in speed. His body slammed against mine, and I arched my back in pleasure. The waves lapped up under my body, splashing against my ass and sending waves of arousal through my chest. Milos leaned his body against mine, digging his knees into the sand and thrusting harder. We rolled through the wet sand until I was back on top, and I spread my legs while he pushed and pulled at my waist.
The water splashed up over us, and I laughed loudly as I brushed my hair from my face. We scooted up the beach a bit to keep from drowning, and Milos moved over the top of me, finding his sweet sensibility once again. He ran his hand up my wet leg and pushed two of his fingers inside of me. I groaned at the feeling, and my breath began to pick up once again. The air moved across my nipples, hardening them instantly, and as he fingered my pussy, he leaned
down and bit at them. With each gentle stroke of his hand, I could feel the pressure building inside of me. I grabbed on to his wrist and pulled him on top of me.
“I want to feel you inside of me when I come,” I whispered.