“Oh, my God. These are so good.”

I laughed as I grabbed her hand and stood her up.

“Turn around, Mrs. Kind. I need to get you out of this dress.”

“It would be my pleasure, Dr. Kind.” She grinned.

I undid each small button in the back and slowly slid the beautiful gown off her body.

“Damn,” I said as I stared at her white lace panties that said, ‘Just Married’ on the back of them.

“Do you like?” She turned her head and looked at me. “Grace bought them for me.”

“I love them, babe.” My lips pressed against her bare shoulder.

“Your turn.” A grin crossed her face as she unbuttoned my pants.

Our lips melted into each other as my hands roamed up and down her hourglass figure. Wrapping my arm around her, I lay her on the bed as my tongue stroked her breasts. After suckling each of her hardened peaks, my tongue softly made its way down her torso until I reached her clit. She was already soaking wet with excitement, and I couldn’t have been more turned on. My mouth devoured her as soft moans escaped her. It didn’t take long for her to orgasm, and my throbbing cock wanted her more than ever. I made my way up to her and smashed my mouth into hers, letting her taste what I craved every day. Before thrusting inside her, I broke our kiss and stared into her eyes.

“This is the first time we’re making love as a married couple.” I smiled.

“I know, and you better get moving because I am dying to feel you inside me as my husband.”

I chuckled as I pushed inside her and moaned at the intense pleasure. The warmth gripped my cock as I deepened inside her.

We spent the next two hours making love. After having one last glass of champagne and finishing off the tray of chocolate-covered strawberries, it was time to get some sleep.

“Wow, what a day,” she said as her head rested on my chest.

“I’m kind of sad it’s over.” I kissed the top of her head.

“Me too. Maybe we can do this every year.” She lifted her head and grinned at me.

“And go through all that stress again? Definitely.” I smiled as my grip around her tightened.

* * *

Our honeymoon in Paris and Rome was everything I knew it would be, and sadly, it was time to return to reality. The last two weeks spent alone with my beautiful wife was magical, but we did miss our family, even though we Facetimed them every single day.

“I miss our beach,” Charleigh said.

“Me too.” I smiled as I kissed her lips. “We’ll be home soon.”

Everyone thought we were coming home tomorrow, but I had arranged it with Shaun’s pilot to pick us up a day early, but not to tell Shaun. We wanted to surprise everyone. The plane landed, and we climbed into the car waiting for us.

“Home sweet home.” I glanced at Charleigh.

“Ah, it feels good to be here.” She grinned.

The driver grabbed our luggage from the back and helped us bring them into the house.

“Thank you, sir.” I handed him a hundred-dollar bill.

“Thank you, Dr. Kind. Have a good day.” He nodded.

I walked over to the sliding door and opened it. Stepping onto the patio, I could hear the screams and laughter of children down the beach.

“I think everyone is down at Grayson’s.”