CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 61 BACK TO NORMAL

*ALORA*

“Now I want to do something nice for you.” I said to Caden.

His gaze flitted back and forth from my eyes to my lips.

“Uhm...okay.”

I stood up from his laps and announced.

“First, you have to catch me.” I giggled and with that I jumped into the pool.

As I came up, I found him standing on the edge, laughing.

“You’re a bad girl.”He drawled.

I shrugged.

“You love having me chase you, don’t you?”

She shrugged again. “Maybe.”

He quickly started to take off his clothes, when he was left with only a boxer, he jumped into the pool.

I quickly swam away as he sway closer to me.

“Oh when I catch you, Alora.”He growled, playfully sounding like a predator.

I laughed but when I felt water splashed on me, I knew he was close.

I squealed and increased my speed, we swam around the pool, laughing, with him trying to catch me.

And eventually, he did.

“Now what am I going to do to you?”He asked, hoarsely.

I smiled. “Anything you want.”

Caden pulled me to the edge of the pool where our feet could touch the floor of the pool.

He leaned my back against the edge.

I saw him tugged down his boxer.

He closed the distance between us, lifted of my legs and pushed my bikini bottom to the side.

Oh God, I felt the water against my pussy.

I held onto him, tightly when I felt him pushed himself inside.

The feel of his cock sliding in was intoxicating and I felt completely addicted.

He paused for a moment as if savoring the moment.

Getting filled by him had become my favorite thing to do.

He started to thrust into me, hard.

I tightened my grip on him.

“You’re so fucking perfect!” Grabbing my thighs, he pumped into faster, fucking me in long, smooth strokes that had goosebumps running over me and every cell of my body.

I was on fire even if I was literally in the water.

How does sex get more and more sizzling with him?

Would I ever get enough?

This was supposed to last for only a week.

He looked down and let out a groan that sounded a lot like a growl.

There was a primal look on his eyes that had me quickly bringing my hand to my tits, massaging them.

He looked down at me like he wanted to devour every inch of me.

“Have I told you how much I love watching your pretty little pussy take my cock?”

“Ahh.”I gasped, his dirty words heightened the pleasure.

His fingers dug into my thigh.”Your pussy is mine! Say it!”He growled.

“Yes, it’s yours.”

Oh God, the pleasure was too much.

I loved it. I was happy we agreed to do couples stuff on this honeymoon, even if I wasn’t thinking about the consequences, I didn’t want to worry about it, I was having the time of my life.

I loved how he fucked the living hell out of me, giving me as much of his thick cock as I could handle.

He slammed into me, making my tits bounce.

I moaned, loudly.

He brought his thumb to my clit and pressed down firmly, rubbing me in tight, fast circles that had my toes curling and my breaths coming in fast pants.

“Come for me.” He practically growled, fucking me harder, making it impossible for me to do anything but obey him and let the orgasm crash through me.

Before I could screamed, he leaned down and covered my mouth with his own, kissing me and swallowing my screams as he continued to fuck me in hard, relentless pace that had clinging to him and trying to remember how to breath.

He still held up one of my thighs and the deeper penetration made it feel like I was being impaled by his cock in the best way imaginable.

He let out a groan when I dragged my teeth along his bottom lip and he slammed into me, violently, burying his cock inside of me, completely.

I felt his cock pulse inside my pussy, I closed my eyes as he shut his hot seed inside me.

My pussy clenched around him, milking him of everything he had to give.

With a feral growl, he moved back and thrust in again, filling me with his hot braids of cum, shooting more into me.

“Ahh...fuck” He groaned against my lips, pounding into me one last time before his body stilled and he cupped my face in his strong hands.

I wrapped my arms around him and leaned against his chest.

This wasn’t how this was supposed to be. He wasn’t even supposed to be my groom, we weren’t supposed to be on a honeymoon and being all over each other.

While knowing all these, I still tried to lie to myself that I had everything under control. I lied to myself that after one week, everything would go back to normal.