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Chapter 1

Our flight to Bora Bora took about ten hours. Bella and I slept for eight and were up and refreshed by the time we landed at the small private airport. A car was waiting there for us so I carried our bags and held the door open for her. I wanted it to be just us, so I rented the car to ensure no one would have to drive us around.

She smiled and pulled me down for a kiss before getting into the car. I watched her for a second. She had no make-up on and her hair was in a bit of a mess from being slept on, but she'd never been more radiant. Even if she didn't take my last name, she still looked like a Mrs. McCarty to me.

"You've gotta stop staring, you know?"

"You're my wife. I get to do whatever I want."

Her smile indicated she liked what I said. I closed her door and went around to my side. She gave me directions from her cell phone and we were at our villa shortly. We were greeted by the host, Tarry, and a few workers. Tarry walked us through and told us where everything was. The staff would be by three times a day. In the morning for breakfast and to clean up anything that needed it, afternoon for lunch, and evening for dinner. We also had an on-call masseur from six am to nine pm.

The offices were located just a few minutes drive up the beach and we could call at any time if we needed anything. Plus the fridge was stocked and fresh fruit sat throughout the villa.

As Bella wandered out to see the view of the beach and our pool and jacuzzi, I told Tarry we'd be skipping breakfast this morning. She smiled and reminded me that all sorts of food were in the fridge before everyone left Bella and me to it.

Joining her out front, I wrapped my arms around her from behind and looked out at the blue sky and water.

"Want to take a swim and sit in the jacuzzi before we shower?" Bella asked.

I kissed the side of her neck, "As long as you're naked."

She giggled and wiggled her butt back against me. I growled into her neck. It had definitely been too long since we'd had sex. What with all the days before the wedding being taken up by something to do every second of the day.

"We gotta call home first," she sighed.

"Right," I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and brought up Renee's number.

She answered on the second ring. "It's the newlyweds!" she called out.

I put it on speaker and held it out in front of Bella. She took it from me and I wrapped both my arms back around her.

"Hey, Mom, we just wanted to let you know we're here and the flight was all good."

"I'm glad to hear it, sweetheart. You in a better mood? Emmett's trying to be romantic you know and you're being a cry baby over the kids."

I chuckled at the statement. "Don't you worry, Mom, I'm gonna put her in a good mood."

Bella groaned and elbowed me lightly, "Ew, Em."

"Oh, I know you will."

"Mom, you're worse than he is. I'm having a great time already, don't worry. Are the boys okay?"

"They're great. The cleaners are here working so I think we're gonna head to the park soon. You want to talk to them?"

"Please, thanks," Bella said as I kissed the top of her head.

"Hi, Mama! Hi, Dad!"

"Hey, buddy, how you doing?" I smiled.

"Good, we're going to the park now. Grandma and Grandpa are fun!"

"We miss you, baby. How's your brother?" Bella asked.

"He's fine. Here."

As soon as Aiden was on, so was Evan.

"Hi, Mommy. Hi, Dad."

"Hey, monkey. We miss you."

"We miss you too, but Grandma says you should have fun. We are."

I laughed, Evan reminding me of Bella the older he got. He was a sweetheart. Both my sons were, but they definitely had different ways of showing their kindness.

"We are having fun, buddy. We'll call you guys again in a few days. But if you or your brother want either of us, just tell your grandma, she'll call and we can talk whenever you want," I informed him.

"We know. We'll be okay though."

After another minute we were off the phone and Bella wasn't down about being far from the boys at all. I was glad, because there really was nothing for her to be worried about.

"Well, come on, Daddy, how often do we get to swim in a child free pool?" Bella giggled again, throwing my cell down on one of the lounge chairs and undoing her pants.

I raised my eyebrows, "Not often enough," I commented, pulling my t-shirt off and fumbling to get my pants off.

She laughed, already easily out of her clothes and jumping into the pool in her underwear.

I felt something wet slap again my shoulder and looked to it, noticing it was her white panties.

"Fuck," I muttered, my pants finally hitting the floor.

She laughed as I dove into the pool and grabbed her. "I swear, you're the biggest tease ever," I shook my head while she threw her bra to the edge of the pool.

"What?" she asked, too innocently, "I haven't done anything up until now. I've been nothing but good for days."

"That's the problem now, isn't it?"

She reached down under the water and pushed my briefs down. Smirking at her, I took over and threw them out of the pool. I cupped her face and leaned in to kiss her, feeling her breasts press against me as she pulled us closer.

I groaned and reached down for her thighs. She easily wrapped her legs around me as soon as I had her up and pressed her against the wall, moving my kisses down her chin. She tugged at my hair, her heavy breathing mixed with light laughs.

"You ready, baby? I've been hard since yesterday." I told her, pulling back enough to look into her eyes.

"Funny, 'cause I've been wet since then," she winked.

"Well then," I positioned myself at what I liked to refer to as heaven, gently pushing into her tightness and hearing her gasp.

Morning sex in itself was amazing, but outside in the sunshine, inside a fucking pool, I had no words.

Hearing her hiss my name only made me move faster and harder.

"Shit, baby, married pussy feels even better."

She laughed and slapped my back, soon going back to soft moans. She was biting on her lip and I knew she was trying to keep quiet. Knowing her personality turned me on even more than just seeing that she was beautiful on the outside.

"No one's around, baby," I told her, holding her in place.

She just moaned, throwing her head back. I smiled and took the invite to suck on her neck.

The position was one my favorites and I found myself coming sooner than I planned. I groaned into her shoulder.

"Fuck, sorry."

"For what? It's not like we don't still have the jacuzzi, and shower. . . and bedroom. . . then the bedroom again."

"You're gonna kill me, aren't you?" I asked, gently putting her down.

She simply shrugged.

Three days later. . .

Bella and I had a healthy sex life, we really did. Especially considering we had two five year olds and demanding careers. But in the last three days I'd had more sex then I'd ever had before. It was the most incredible thing in the world. Honeymoons were definitely not overrated.

I was happy and satisfied and way too lucky to have her. I mean, I didn't know many guys who got head in the shower without having to ask for it. And besides for the sex, she was the one I knew would always be there — the one I wanted there.

"Fuck!" I threw my head back and gripped her hair as I came down her throat.

She moaned around my length, sucking me dry and making me hiss at the sensation. I looked down in time to see her kiss my lower abs. Wrapping my hand around her upper arm, I pulled her up and turned her under the spray of the shower.

She closer her eyes and slightly opened her mouth, the water covering her body.

"Fuck this." Almost angrily pushing her against the glass, I got down so I was level to her core. I grabbed her thigh and threw it over my shoulder, digging right the fuck in.

She screamed and grabbed onto my head, "Em, oh god, you don't have to, you already did it in bed."

I thrust my tongue up against her opening then sucked her nerve, moaning at the sleekness and wetness.

"I'd fucking eat you out all day if I could," I mumbled while in the middle of it.

"There," she ordered, moving her hips against me and holding me in place. "Oh. . . I want. . . Fuck. . ."

I knew what she wanted. I knew how my girl liked it. Kissing her thigh, I slid two fingers up into her and listened as louder moans escaped her sweet lips.

"Yeah," she approved breathlessly.

I smiled happily and pressed in as far as I could go, massaging the spot I knew made her weak in the knees.

"Oh, god, oh. . . god. . . I can't. . . Oh, fuck!"

And that quickly, her walls clenched my fingers until she relaxed and almost fell. I quickly grabbed her and stood, keeping her steady against the glass.

"I swear to god, Emmett, if I come one more time. . . I don't fucking know," she sighed with her eyes closed.

I chuckled. "There's more where that came from too," I slapped her ass as I pulled her back under the water and we began washing each other.

She softly kissed my chest and made me feel more loved than I'd ever felt. Everyday she made me feel more and more loved, she was the best.

Once we were both clean, we stepped out of the shower and wrapped towels around ourselves. She went to the mirror to apply some face cream and I followed, standing behind her and watching our slightly fogged reflection.

She smiled at me as she did what she did. I softly placed my hand over her entire stomach and sighed into her shoulder. "You think anything's going on in there yet?" I asked hopefully.

She placed the lotion down and gave me a smile, placing both her hands over mine. "It's only been a month, Em. . . It takes awhile. . . And, I had my period a couple weeks ago, so. . . not yet, baby," she told me.

I nodded, knowing it would be the case. We'd only been trying for a month, but I guess I expected it to happen as soon as I asked her for it.

First she had to stop the birth control she'd been on for years, and then we had to be careful — using fucking condoms while her menstrual cycle went back to normal, and just a month ago the actual act of trying had begun.

I asked her for another baby shortly after I'd proposed. I could deal with it if she didn't want to go through pregnancy again, but she was thankfully really happy with the idea.

"Don't be sad, okay?" she told me kindly, turning so she'd face me. "It hasn't been long at all. I know it feels like it, but. . . It could take awhile. But, it'll happen."

I nodded and leaned down to kiss her lips, "It makes me so hard, thinking about you, looking all sexy and beautiful with our baby in there," I said, moving the subject in a happier direction.

She laughed, "Yeah, totally sexy, and big as a house,"

I shook my head. "You're tiny, baby."

She yelped slightly when I lifted her on the sink and placed my forehead against hers.

"I'll tell you what though, you better think I'm sexy when I'm huge, I'm gonna be hornier than usual."

I laughed at the statement, "Oh really?"

"Really," she moaned, "I thought I'd go crazy when I was pregnant with the boys. Alice suggested meeting up with. . . you know, one of those guys that have fetishes for pregnant women. She even found a website for it. But there was no way I'd do that," she laughed.

If she had fucked someone with my children inside her, I wasn't sure I'd be able to take it. "Remind me to kill Alice when we get home."

Bella laughed again and pushed against my chest until I stepped back and she hopped off the sink. "She was joking around and trying to make me feel better."

I sighed and stepped back to let her continue with her morning routine. "Sorry I wasn't around," I said, running my hand back across my hair.

"You don't have to keep saying sorry, Em, we've moved passed that. Trust me, most of it was bad moods and wanting to eat the most disgusting food combinations you can think up." She shook her head and made a face at the thought.

I smiled and shrugged, "Still wish I was there to serve your every whim."

"That's because you're the sweetest guy in the world," she winked. "You'll regret saying that though, you'll see."