A Lifetime With You

The Honeymoon

The day after the wedding
MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

Joe's POV
I was lying in bed watching my wife sleep. That feels awesome to say...my wife. The sun peeked in from the curtains, glowing on her bare back. I kissed her head and pushed her hair out of her face. "Good morning sunshine. It's time to get up and get ready so we don't miss the flight." She stretched before getting up to pee. I climbed out of bed and put on some underwear. She came out and rubbed her eyes before getting dressed. We are heading to Bora Bora for two weeks for our honeymoon. "Ok. I hope I packed everything." I hope so too. After we packed we double checked everything so hopefully everything is there.

Later that evening
They arrived to their hut out on the water. They sat out on the edge and watched the sun set.

Taylor's POV
"It's so pretty." I could feel his eyes on me. "Not as pretty as you" he finally said. I looked at him. "I wanna take your clothes off" he said, seductively. "Then take my clothes off." He sucked at the skin on my neck and I could feel myself increasingly getting wet. I grab his bulge over his pants and he moans. He starts kissing my mouth now. I lift my dress over my head and he picks me up, my legs around his waist. He carries me to the bed and unclasps my bra and pulls his shirt over his head. He strips down to nothing. He stands between my legs and I take his shaft in my hands and start stroking him as he kissed me. He slips a hand under my panties and starts rubbing me. "What kind of sex are you in the mood for tonight?" he asked me. "I don't care. Do whatever you want. Last night was passionate and sensual. Tonight, I want you to fuck me like it's the last time." He smirked. He opened the suitcase to find a condom, but he couldn't find them anywhere. "Are you sure? They have to be in there!!!" I had so much sexual tension built in me already.

Joe's POV
How the fuck did we forget condoms? "You packed your birth control right?" She shakes her head. "Oh fuck it. Just come here." I follow her instructions and enter her. We're both a little drunk and too horny to care. She moans loudly. "Fuck" I say. This feels different than sex with a condom. It feels better. I put a hand around her throat as I thrust in and out. "Harder! Faster!" I sped up and she was enjoying it. Damn, I knew she liked it rough but not THIS rough. She was literally screaming with pleasure. I use one of my hands to rub her clit as I fuck her and she gets tight around me and I can tell she's close. Seconds later, she squirts and her whole body shakes.

Taylor's POV
Before I could calm down from my first orgasm, he flipped me over so he could take me from behind. He kept fucking me until I came again, only this time he came at the same time. My legs felt like jello and gave out under me. He pulled out of me and collapsed next to me. We both lied there, trying to catch our breath. Our bodies were covered in sweat. We got up to go shower, which led to more sex. After the shower, we snuggled up together in bed.

2ND WEEK OF HONEYMOON
Taylor's POV
I'm loving it here. No worries in the world, just me and my husband in a private beach hut in Bora Bora. We have 5 days until we're supposed to go home. Even though we've had so much fun so far, I'm so ready to see my cats. I miss them so much. I miss my family. I miss everything. However, I'm excited for the day ahead. We're going to go scuba diving and then have a romantic dinner out on the pier close to our beach hut. We wake up, brew some coffee and get ready before heading out.

2 PM
We head to the boat and we're taken into the crystal clear water. We're given our oxygen tanks and we grab each other's hand and jump into the water.

4 PM
Joe's POV
We just got back to the hut and we took a shower and got ready for dinner. I wore shorts and a polo and Taylor wore a long dress. She put on some makeup and wore her hair in a bun. We walked to the pier to have a nice candlelight dinner that was being prepared for us. This view was ridiculously beautiful—the clear waters, the sunset, and the most beautiful woman that I'm lucky to call mine. We held hands on the table. "Do you like your ring?" "I do. It's perfect. It's HUGE. I love all the sparkle it gives." she said. Our server came over to deliver our meals and pour us a glass of white wine. "What's next for us?" She frowns, looking confused. "What do you mean?" she asks. "Like, when we get home. What's next?" She shrugs. "I don't know. We'll just roll with the punches. Take life one day at a time." she says. "What about a family? Our own little family?" She almost chokes on her wine. "Babe, we just got married. I've got major stuff I've gotta do next year. It would be manageable with a baby, but I think we should wait." she says. I totally understand where's she's coming from. I think we should wait at least a year before even trying for a baby. We finish dinner and head back to the hut. We watch a little TV, falling asleep with it on. Even though I'm sleeping, I can smell her—her flowery shampoo, her body wash, and tanning oil. I hope the sun never comes up.