Page 62 of Used By the Bratva

She turns and heads for the ocean, her hips swaying from one side to the other. I follow her like a lovesick puppy.

Natalie wades into the water, tensing each time a wave crashes into her before relaxing as she walks deeper until the water is up to her waist.

She giggles and splashes me water, I don’t know what’s gotten into her today, but she is as playful and horny as fuck. Maybe it was good to bring it all out in the open last night. Maybe this is her moving forward and accepting our life and me.

“Come here, Natalie.” I crook a finger in her direction, cock swelling harder when she obeys me without question. “Look who’s finally learned to be a good girl.”

Before I can do anything about it, she leans forward and bites my nipple.

She dances out of my reach, laughing as I rub away the sting.

“I will pay you back for this. If you think I’m not going to leave handprints on your ass now, you’re wrong. I won't give you another orgasm for the rest of the trip.”

Natalie shrugs and reaches for the strings at the back of her neck. “I’m sure I can beg you for it. Worst case scenario, I know how to fuck my fingers thinking about you. I've been doing this for a while before I tracked you down.

I lunge toward her, arms wrapping around her body and tugging her close to me. “Devil woman. Keep your damn top on. We’re getting out of here, and then when we get home, I’m going to teach you what it means to be mine.”

“Pearl gave me nipple clamps as a wedding gift.”

And just like that, I’m teetering on the edge, torn between fucking her in the ocean or taking her home and depriving her of orgasms until she’s whimpering and writhing beneath me.

“Car. Now.”

She laughs and heads for the shore, looking at me over her shoulder. “I can’t wait for the day you can fuck me on the hood of your car.”

I don’t know how the hell I’m going to get through the rest of our honeymoon if she’s going to be taunting me like this.

A new side of her has come out, and I like it. There’s nothing like a woman who makes it known that she’s willing to tease and toy with you and is sassy as fuck.

We collect our things, and she keeps her comments to a minimum, eyeing my cock through my shorts like it’s the only lollipop she wants to lick.

Her stomach starts to rumble as we get into the car. “I might need a little snack before we get back to the house.”

“What does the baby want to eat?” I ask as the engine revs, and I back out of our parking space.

She taps her chin with her finger. “I’m thinking something sweet, but not candy.”

“There’s a bakery close to here. They have the best pastries you can get.”

Natalie’s eyes light up. “That sounds great. Um ... but this cover-up is kinda wet.”

I turn down the street that leads from the beach to the bakery. “Stay in the car, and I’ll run in to get us something.”

I park the car at the side of the road. “I’ll be right back. Try not to get so horny that you start playing with your pussy in the car.”

She laughs and rolls her eyes. “You’re acting like some kind of animal.”

Leaning over, I brush my lips against hers. “I’m sorry, did you not see yourself on the beach? You were an animal.”

“You seemed like you enjoyed the show. I thought you were going to fuck me right there. I was hoping for it.”

“One of these days, I’ll fuck you on a beach, you little exhibitionist.”

“Not an exhibitionist.” She smiles against my lips as she dips in for a kiss. “I just want you to claim me anywhere you possibly can.”

If this doesn’t make me hard as a rock within three seconds, I don’t know what will.

I’m aching as I leave her in the car and hurry into the bakery. The queue isn’t long, but all I can think about is getting my order as quickly as possible and getting back in the car with Natalie.

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