Page 27 of Midnight Heat

"You're no fun."

"Let's go to my room."

We sneak out of the office and go to my room. I'm not sure how thin the walls are but I hope they muffle some of our lovemaking. I can be loud. I let him inside and lock the door behind me. The room looks small with Max inside it. He's always been larger than life to me. I stay stuck to the door and wait for him to take the lead.

He comes back to where I'm standing and gently starts to remove all of my clothes. Standing naked in front of him, I feel extremely vulnerable, but if I can't be that way with the man I love, who can I be that with? Max undresses in front of me and as always, I'm amazed at his physique. I put my hand on his chest and trace the tattoos I find there. I love following the ink with my fingers, and the light touch makes him shiver.

I'm taking my normal path through his tattoos when I see a new one, a sunflower with my name on the stem.

"When did you get this?"

"Last week."

"You didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to. I belong to you. I needed to have your mark on my body."

Tears threaten to come out of my eyes again, but I keep them at bay.

"Make love to me, Max."

"Your wish is my command, kitten."

For the next few hours, he makes love to me gently, telling me with each kiss and each caress how much he loves me. Those actions show me that he has truly opened his heart to me, and because of that, I belong to him now.

Epilogue

Punta Cana - 6 months later

Annette

This place is absolutely beautiful. True paradise. Max asked me to make a list of my top five Caribbean destinations suitable for couples, so like a well-behaved kitten I wrote them down. To my surprise, once I was finished, he informed me that were going to have a long honeymoon, and we would have time to visit every place on my list.

This particular place was one I wanted to experience with my husband. We're set up in a medium-sized cabana with all the amenities you could ever want. There's even a little kitchenette that we can use to warm up any leftovers we have. The food has been an experience, in and of itself, and I'm scared I might gain several pounds on this trip alone.

Our cabana is very secluded. I haven't seen anyone except for room service come this way. So, I feel confident in instigating sexy times on the hammock we're on right now. We were reading earlier, but we fell asleep. Deciding on the best plan of attack, I start kissing his jaw to get him to wake up.

"Hungry, are we, kitten?"

"Mmmm, very."

"God, your nipples are already hard, begging for my attention."

I'm naked under a see-through coverup, and everything is visible to him right now, from my nipples to my mons. He loves it when I wear flimsy things like these because he gets to tear them off me and then ravish me. As soon as I think about it, he does it. Thankfully, this time, he didn't tear it. I kind of like this one. But right now, I'm painfully aware that I'm naked and exposed in front of our cabana.

"Ride me, kitten."

Max can be kind of bossy, but I don't mind following commands like that. I quickly straddle him on the hammock. The hammock answers back by wobbling.

"Um, I don't know if this is safe, Max."

"I thought you were a free, adventurous soul, kitten."

"I regret ever telling you that."

He chuckles and puts his hands on my hips, steadying me. My pussy is open against his hard-on, and I swear if he doesn’t take those shorts off, I'm going to dry hump him right here, right now.

"For this to be a successful endeavor, I need access to that anaconda you hide in your shorts."

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