I dared to open my eyes, and was greeted by the hot Carribbean sun. It was barely…7am and already I was sweating. An arm was hung around my waist, tightly gripping me to the side of another sweaty, warm thing. I pried the arm off my side and walked into the bathroom to shower.

I eyed myself in the mirror shyly. I had a soft, warm glow to my skin and my eyes were less dark than usual. I looked happy and radiant; I wondered if it was from the constant sun or the constant sex. My lips twisted into a smile at the thought of last night..who knew a honeymoon could be so..perfect? I laughed and tossed my hair before stepping into the shower.

At breakfast I was graced with the presence of my husband, who usually wasn't up so early. I eyed him playfully from my coffee, a secret smirk upon my lips.

"Why good morning Mrs. Leonard, don't you look up to no good as usual?" He said and made his way around my chair. He placed his hands on my shoulders and began a sinfully exquisite rub. I sighed, "Oh no."

His hands froze. "Oh no what?"

I turned my head around and said, "You've become one of those husbands. The type that loves to call their wife by her last name-your last name." I said accusingly.

He laughed, a hair-tossing head back laugh that usually only I could produce. My smirk extended.

"I'm sorry Natalie, forgive me." He murmured and bent down to give me a small kiss. As he pulled away I put my arms around his head and pulled him back starting the kiss off once more, needing to feel the electricity pulse between us. He groaned and pulled my chair back, his hands racing through my hair, destroying my bun. I moved my hands down to his forearms and pulled him closer until he was sitting on me. I ran my tongue over his upper lip and he opened his mouth without hesitation. As our tongues played together, mingling in each other's tastes, he started to push mine around until he once again had control. I mentally laughed, he liked things to be done his way.

He pulled away, "Christ Nat, not here! Not now.." His voice was hoarse and strained. I loved what I could do to him.

I was already panting, "Yess! I need it!" I whimpered out and pouted my lower lip, knowing it drove him mad.

A smile played across his lips, he pursed them and the smile didn't go away. He placed his forefinger over his lips, still smiling. What the hell was so funny?

"No." He said. It was almost a question, barely a statement. He cocked his head to the side and his smile broke out into a full toothed grin.

"What! Why not, you-why are you smiling!" I blurted exasperated.

I heard him chuckle to himself, and he looked down before saying "I've never said no to you before. Ever, I don't think." His voice was quiet, almost remorseful. It better not be remorseful, I liked getting what I wanted!

I scoffed at him, "Of course you have. But if you haven't why stop now..?" I leaned back in but he backed away. I feigned hurt.

"Not today love, you're quite the temptress but we're having company over." He kissed my forehead.

"Company?"

He started to clear the table of my breakfast. "Yes, company. Our honeymoon technically ended two weeks ago."

I gasped. "What!" He laughed again. "You seemed to be having such a good time that I renewed our lease for a little while longer." He winked at me.

I started blabbering "I'm sorry-I thought-how could I?"I was confused. We'd agreed on two months honeymoon-after all what was time to two people who had much longer than most? And this morning I still thought we'd just started month two..Wow.

He turned around and beamed at me "I guess I am just that great." I leaned my elbow on the table and placed my hand upon my face "…Maybe"

His eyes turned dark and his mouth seductive, "Need I remind you?" He said, which was much more of a promise than a request. The joke was on him. "But darling, not today right? We're having company." I winked at him before sauntering off to the bedroom to put something on that would most likely leave Steve spending the rest of the day squirming in his pants.