He continued kissing me, his tongue mercilessly assaulting my mouth and I shamelessly took it, pressing my body closer to him. I wanted it all.

His hands were on my hips and pulling my panties down my legs.

“Alexander,” I whispered desperately.

“I want you, Liberty,” he groaned against my lips. His hands were frantic as he got me out of my dress. “I have to taste you. Then I want to hear you scream my name here, out in the open.”

He traced hard kisses down my neck, my stomach till he covered my pussy with his mouth. I arched off the ground and moaned as his tongue dug deep into my opening.

“Yes,” I begged. “Please.”

He nipped at my clit and his finger slid inside me. I was losing my mind, haze of pleasure clouding every thought.

“Please. I need more,” I moaned in desperation.

His mouth was merciless, his tongue sucked on my clit as he finger fucked me and pleasure burst through me, waves of ecstasy washing over me as I shuddered in his arms.

Through heavy lids, I watched him unbutton his pants and eagerly helped him pull them down. He came up my body and his mouth found mine as he slammed into me. He began to pound into me, and every nerve in my body came alive for him. His lips were crushing mine, silencing my moans and screams with his mouth.

I grabbed his firm butt and rocked my hips against his, my legs wrapping around him so I could take him deeper.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered, his voice hoarse and full of desire. I barely opened my heavy lids and watched him as he continued his assault, our gazes locked.

He continued pounding brutally, and I enjoyed every thrust. My body began to shudder, pleasure flowing through me as I came hard, milking him for all he had. Alexander exploded in me and I trembled, holding on desperately to him as we both reached our peak.

He kissed me hard, his groans in my mouth as he shuddered above me. As I held him close to me, a feeling of awe grew inside of me. I had never experienced such earth shattering orgasms before, and I was getting addicted fast.

As we laid there, on the picnic mat, with Alexander still inside of me and only the sound of waves and our breathing surrounded us, I knew I was slowly falling for my husband.

Not good. After barely a day of fucking, I already couldn’t get enough of him. I was already a sucker for the small smiles of his, the words he would grace me with. It was crazy that I was already head over heels for this guy. In the blink of an eye. This could not end well. There was probably a good reason I stayed away from him and couldn’t stand him from the moment we met. It was my sixth sense telling me to get into my self-preservation mode.

He was quickly finding his way to my heart.

We spent most of the day at our picnic spot. Alexander was relaxed, a little smile playing around his kissable, sensual mouth.

“You have to stop smiling,” I muttered softly.

“I thought you told me to smile more,” he retorted teasingly. “You said it makes me more approachable.”

“Yes,” I replied dry. “And more irresistible.”

I leaned my face closer to him. He didn’t meet me halfway, but his eyes were watching me intently, waiting. I laid a feather light kiss on his lips, brushing my tongue over his lower lip, sucking on it, nibbling. I wondered if I had the same impact on him as he had on me. His hand on my back tightened and pulled me closer to him. I deepened the kiss, his taste became a familiarity I knew I wouldn’t be able to live without.

As I straddled his thighs, rubbing myself on his already hard cock, I wished we didn’t put on our clothes back.

“Hmmm,” a strange voice sounded. And I shot away from him like I just got burned, looking around.

“Excuse me,” there was a team of staff there. “Our apologies, we came to clean up.”

“Yes, yes.” I was so embarrassed. I quickly got up. “I can help you.”

“Oh, no need,” one of them replied. “We’ve got it.”

Alexander was on his feet now too. “Thank you, James,” he told the one who was directing others in what to do.

“C’mon, Liberty,” he urged me forward, his arm around me. “I want to show you the beach before we go back to the castle.”

I followed along, and when we were out of the earshot, I spoke out. “Well, that was embarrassing.”