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out his orgasm emptying his seed into my depths.
Chapter 11
Day one of our honeymoon and we had to get into an argument. I hadn’t meant to deck that fucker, but he touched my wife. What the fuck was I supposed to do?
"Come on, Ana. Come out of there. I said I was sorry."
She walked out of the bathroom, and my anger was back. "What the fuck are you wearing?" My bride had on a long-sleeved baggy sweater and a pair of jeans.
"I don't want anyone to think I'm leading them on."
"Sugar, what makes you think that what you were wearing was why that fuck grabbed your ass?"
"You don't think I was inviting trouble?"
"Inviting trouble? This is a hot vacation resort; less clothes are almost a fucking requirement. You're not walking around back alleys of a busy city in a bikini in the middle of the night. That shit would be inviting trouble. You're wearing something that should deter every pencil dick in this place or anywhere we go." I grabbed her hand and lifted it for her to see. The rings I placed there should have been enough, but some had to learn the hard way.
“Go back and change. We’re going to the beach. I didn’t come here for you to feel bad about yourself. You’re beautiful, and everyone can see that. There will always be some asshole who will try to take it too far, but that’s why I’m here. And before you bring up that bastard, remember that to him you were to blame. Not unless you’re flirting with some guy will I ever blame you for a jackass hitting on you.”
“He said I flirted with everyone.”
“Honey, he’s whack job and now irrelevant in our lives. Your name is Ana Cline now, so let’s leave him in the past and enjoy the hot sun.”
“Thank you, William.”
“You know I love when you call me William, but you’ve got nothing to thank me for. I’m the one with a hot wife.”
“Says the sexy giant. I think your penis is almost at eye level for most of the women. What’s with all the short bitches. Someone is liable to get smacked.”
I cracked up at the expression on her face. I wouldn’t put it past her to shove a woman here. She’d been eyeing the receptionist who couldn’t stop staring at me from the moment we walked into the Mexican resort. We had to pass the front desk again and there she was. To ease the raging bulldog in my wife, I slid my hand down Ana’s waist and cupped her ass, then nibbled on her earlobe.
“Thank you, William,” she moaned. “I think I might have to pass the front desk more often.”
“Wife, why didn’t you just say so,” I asked. Grabbing her hand, I turned us back around to head to our suite. “If you want to be fucked, I’m always ready, babe.”
Our bedroom was on the second floor with a view of the ocean. The swells were beautiful and mesmerizing, but those waves weren’t the swells I was focused on. Ana in a bikini was a sight to be seen. Granted, I didn’t want motherfuckers looking at her, but she was sexy as hell. Her large breasts barely fit in the tiny thing Laura picked out for her, and the panties on it weren’t much better. I mean they covered her ass, but they also clung to it, letting everyone observe how round and taut it was. Damn, I had to squeeze it again.
I leaned down and kissed her lips. “We’ll go out after we get our fill.”
“We may be in for the night then,” she moaned as I kissed her neck.
“It’s ten in the morning, sugar. I like your way of thinking.” She slid her hands around my waist and grabbed a handful of my ass.
“Damn, talk about ass. William, yours is so sexy and round. I want to bite it.” My cock stood straight up on that one. Seeing and hearing her desire turned me on.
I growled and tossed her over my shoulder, biting her luscious globe then dropping her down on our soft mattress. My mouth went to work, tasting her bared flesh and running my grizzly face all over her body. She giggled and fought me off, but I wasn’t going to stop. She was delicious. I tasted the light sheen of
Chapter 11
Day one of our honeymoon and we had to get into an argument. I hadn’t meant to deck that fucker, but he touched my wife. What the fuck was I supposed to do?
"Come on, Ana. Come out of there. I said I was sorry."
She walked out of the bathroom, and my anger was back. "What the fuck are you wearing?" My bride had on a long-sleeved baggy sweater and a pair of jeans.
"I don't want anyone to think I'm leading them on."
"Sugar, what makes you think that what you were wearing was why that fuck grabbed your ass?"
"You don't think I was inviting trouble?"
"Inviting trouble? This is a hot vacation resort; less clothes are almost a fucking requirement. You're not walking around back alleys of a busy city in a bikini in the middle of the night. That shit would be inviting trouble. You're wearing something that should deter every pencil dick in this place or anywhere we go." I grabbed her hand and lifted it for her to see. The rings I placed there should have been enough, but some had to learn the hard way.
“Go back and change. We’re going to the beach. I didn’t come here for you to feel bad about yourself. You’re beautiful, and everyone can see that. There will always be some asshole who will try to take it too far, but that’s why I’m here. And before you bring up that bastard, remember that to him you were to blame. Not unless you’re flirting with some guy will I ever blame you for a jackass hitting on you.”
“He said I flirted with everyone.”
“Honey, he’s whack job and now irrelevant in our lives. Your name is Ana Cline now, so let’s leave him in the past and enjoy the hot sun.”
“Thank you, William.”
“You know I love when you call me William, but you’ve got nothing to thank me for. I’m the one with a hot wife.”
“Says the sexy giant. I think your penis is almost at eye level for most of the women. What’s with all the short bitches. Someone is liable to get smacked.”
I cracked up at the expression on her face. I wouldn’t put it past her to shove a woman here. She’d been eyeing the receptionist who couldn’t stop staring at me from the moment we walked into the Mexican resort. We had to pass the front desk again and there she was. To ease the raging bulldog in my wife, I slid my hand down Ana’s waist and cupped her ass, then nibbled on her earlobe.
“Thank you, William,” she moaned. “I think I might have to pass the front desk more often.”
“Wife, why didn’t you just say so,” I asked. Grabbing her hand, I turned us back around to head to our suite. “If you want to be fucked, I’m always ready, babe.”
Our bedroom was on the second floor with a view of the ocean. The swells were beautiful and mesmerizing, but those waves weren’t the swells I was focused on. Ana in a bikini was a sight to be seen. Granted, I didn’t want motherfuckers looking at her, but she was sexy as hell. Her large breasts barely fit in the tiny thing Laura picked out for her, and the panties on it weren’t much better. I mean they covered her ass, but they also clung to it, letting everyone observe how round and taut it was. Damn, I had to squeeze it again.
I leaned down and kissed her lips. “We’ll go out after we get our fill.”
“We may be in for the night then,” she moaned as I kissed her neck.
“It’s ten in the morning, sugar. I like your way of thinking.” She slid her hands around my waist and grabbed a handful of my ass.
“Damn, talk about ass. William, yours is so sexy and round. I want to bite it.” My cock stood straight up on that one. Seeing and hearing her desire turned me on.
I growled and tossed her over my shoulder, biting her luscious globe then dropping her down on our soft mattress. My mouth went to work, tasting her bared flesh and running my grizzly face all over her body. She giggled and fought me off, but I wasn’t going to stop. She was delicious. I tasted the light sheen of
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