Here's the honeymoon. Chapter three, the first time Sam and Sookie have sex, was lemony goodness. This is a grapefruit. This is the hottest thing I think I've ever written, and it's hot. Quite juicy as you'll see...

My Little Darling's a Firecracker!

Sookie sighed, waking up but still mostly asleep. She and Sam had had sex in celebration the night before, but the long day meant they hadn't the energy for anything hotter than usual, and that they had both fallen asleep quickly holding each other. Now she was stretching out, feeling the soft sheets, the cool air of the room, the empty spot beside her, the smell of bacon…

Bacon?! She jerked her eyes open to find Sam holding out a plate covered in eggs, sausage, and bacon.

"Good morning." He smiled knowingly. "Hope you don't mind, I ran off to the continental breakfast. It's really good, and between yesterday and our doozy of a flight in a few hours, I want you to eat up, Sooks." He set it down on the stand, and held his arms out. "I'm ready for the beach." He had on a bright salmon colored Hawaiian shirt with palm trees all over, and he even had a pair of boxers with prints of coconuts. "Oh, one more thing." He reached around the corner and clicked on some sunglasses. "There!"

Sookie giggled, "Looks good, guy. So did you get anything else for the trip?" She slid out of bed, coming up behind Sam and hugging him, her chin on his shoulder.

"Yep. Your new bikini." He took out the soft, light blue material he had given her as a wedding gift, and she kissed his cheek as a thank you. "And I'm afraid that's all your clothes we can take."

"You'd love that, silly dog, wouldn't you?"

"You betcha. All right, there's the stuff you packed. I got the sun screen, shower lotion, KY jelly, the Pill that lets us bang like bunnies—"

"Wait, KY?" She had an intrigued look in her eye.

"I have plans for us, gal." He grinned wide and turned to look up and down her nude form. She playfully crossed her arms to hide her chest.

"You'll have to wait for that. I have to get dressed—yes, I do—and then room service." She pointed to the plate. "Can't wait until the beach, love." She grinned and kissed him before getting dressed. The flight from Shreveport to Dallas to Honolulu would take a good nine hours, but he was planning to make the honeymoon worth it.

The weather in Hawaii was gorgeous. Sunshine, 75 degrees, a light breeze. The land shone a deep emerald, the beaches lined with white sand, the thick rainforest rising up the mountains. The Pacific water was an entrancing mix of sky blue, vibrant green, shimmering periwinkle…The honeymoon would be on Maui. Sam had found this resort on the north shore, and between his years of frugality and the vast "loan" from Maryann twenty years earlier, he was able to get a luxurious, well appointed suite.

"Whoa…" was Sookie's reaction as she slid her sunglasses off. She went from room to room, drinking in the sight. The suite was cozy yet ornate, warm colors everywhere, and plants too. "I think this is a rubber tree" Sam remarked as he poked the trunk. "'Cause an ant can't move a rubber tree plant," sang Sookie, and the couple giggled at the carefree feeling in the air. "So, how about that swim?" Sookie asked hopefully.

A few hours later, the couple was close together in a jacuzzi, sitting on the step. The two were the image of young love, cuddling and laughing. "Come here, love," Sam sighed, pulling her to him. Sookie sat down onto his lap, feeling the warm arms around her, Sam's lips kissing her neck. She closed her eyes and leaned into the kisses. The low lighting bathed everything in a warm glow; while overhead the stars shimmered and sparkled. Sookie turned her head slowly, feeling her husband's lips go across her cheek, along her jaw to her mouth, and as they locked lips, Sookie leaning back to reach him, his arms crossed over her stomach, pulling her in close to him.

She smiled contentedly, feeling the heat of his lips, his skin just a tad warmer than hers (shifters ran at 102), his fingertips tracing circles around her belly button. In the dim light, his eyes seemed to shine a deep blue, his ruffled hair so many shades of red. Sookie could taste the margarita still on his lips and feel his body starting to respond, his cock pressed below her, Sookie's weight putting a delicious pressure on it. She shifted slightly to wrap an arm around his neck, drawing a groan out of him.

"Oh, you like this, do you?" she teased, wriggling her hips. Through the swimsuits, Sam could feel the outline of her pussy against him, and his mind was running wild, thinking of what to do to the woman turning him on something powerful. He reached around her and started to turn her around.

"Face me, chère…" he breathed. Sookie grinned as she twirled around in the water and climbed up onto the steps on her knees, leaning forward to give Sam a heated kiss, their mouths opening, lips working together. Sam peered down his wife's sides to where her blue bikini vanished between her thighs, pressed tight against her as she stretched. [i]Mhmmm[/i] he groaned against her mouth, running his hand down her side. Along the wet fabric his fingertips went as she pressed herself to him, her hands in his damp hair, and her mouth on his lips, nose, and chin. His fingers slid down her bottoms, down to where he could feel the heat coming off her. He pushed the fabric aside and ran a finger along her folds, feeling how wet she was from the pool and her arousal. She reached down and grabbed his hand.

"Not—yet," she gasped, pulling his hand up. "I have a surprise (kiss) for you (peck)."

"Mmhmm, where love?" He kissed down her neck, her collarbone, his hand rubbed her breast through the bikini top.

"In the room—oh!" He pulled the top aside and his mouth found a nipple, already hard and so sensitive. She made little uh uh oh uh noises in her throat as she rocked her hips, pressing her sex down on the hardness she felt in his trunks. His hands encircled the curves of her ass, feeling her body swaying, her breathing becoming more ragged as they ground together. She could feel the pressure in her hips increasing as his mouth played on her breast, could sense that he was getting close. She grabbed his face for a deep, long, lingering kiss and abruptly stood up. He sighed and rocked his hips up as he reached for her. But Sookie darted out of his reach.

"I told you, the room…" Her voice was husky with passion, and her eyes promised much more to come…

The two practically ran to the room, Sam holding a towel to mask his erection. As soon as the door closed, Sookie pressed him up to the door, a naughty gleam in her eye. "Stay, boy," she whispered, backing away. She held her hand up, showing the ring. "I'm not going anywhere now, Sam. You finally got little Sookie to yourself. And I say that deserves a treat."

She snapped her fingers and started swaying to a tune only she could hear. Sam licked his lips and watched for all his worth as his wife danced in front of him, seeing her back curve and her sides twist, her hips moving back and forth, the man entranced. She slid her hands up into her hair and closed her eyes, the image of Sam's lust, finally requited. His gaze danced upon her as she danced, her smooth skin, her belly button, the curve of her chest, the hypnotic expression on her face, the muscles in her legs flexing as she turned and spun.

The dreamy sight in front of him came close, Sookie brushing their lips together before she turned and pressed back into him. His stiff cock pushed against her butt, a sensation made exquisite when she rocked her hips, sliding a hand behind her to find his face, his mouth open in pleasure. Her skin seemed to sizzle beneath his touch, every feeling in his body focused on her hand against his cheek, her curves against his stiffness.

She drew back away from him, and he bit his lip to stifle a groan. "Open your eyes, sweetie," she implored. He obeyed and saw her reach behind her, her mouth open in a lustful grin. She undid the string, spun around, and Sam saw the fabric fall to the floor. She looked over her shoulder with what was simply a "Come fuck me" face as she slid down her bottoms, revealing the curves of her backside that had just been rubbing against him. She spread her legs a little, and the last piece of clothing on her fluttered down, as she nimbly stepped out of them.

She slowly spun around, letting Sam see her nude form. He had looked at her body with so much focus for so long before, but in this moment she seemed to be pure lust, eros incarnate. He drank in her form, his eyes trying to dart everywhere. Her eager face, the cute gap framed by her lips, her shoulders, the point of her breasts, her amazingly fit stomach, the patch of blonde above her thighs, the taper of her legs…

Sookie watched her husband stare at her, feeling the rush from doing something so sexy and smiling at his obvious reaction. She stepped towards him, taking in his pleasured face, the scruffy goatee she had grown to adore, his broad shoulders, the dark curls on his chest, the muscles in his arms from years of boxes and pitchers, the stocky cylinder of his torso on his sturdy legs. He reached out to her, and she took his hands, coming ever closer. She smiled and kissed his nose, lips, chin, down his neck…feeling the pectoral muscle beneath his skin, finding his sensitive nipple and flicking it (he groaned and pressed against the door). Down his chest, down his belly…His trunks bulged with his need for her to touch him, please him, she took his waistband…Down she pulled, his hands cupping his cock to help her get the clothing off. The swimsuit fell to his ankles and she took his hands, gently lifting them away.

"Let me…" she breathed, her hands taking his cock, her fingers feeling so small against the shaft. She grinned at Sam. "I love you, hubby, and here's your treat." She leaned forward and her lips wrapped around his head. Oh! Sam bit his lip and clawed at the door, grabbing the handle. He moaned to show his appreciation as she bobbed her head forward, taking in more and more of him. "Yes, darling, that's it," he shuddered, feeling her hot mouth around him. Her lips wrapped around him as her tongue played on the shaft, his toes curling from the sensation. As she took him all in, he could feel his head going far back and down, then sliding back along her tongue to the seal of her lips, then back. Her hand came up to gently cup his balls, and he felt the surge coming.

"Oh, Sookie, I'm going—"

"Come for me, Sammy," she said before sliding her mouth back onto his cock again. The sharp tingling, tension, then the jerk of his release, Sam gasped out her name as he erupted, his hardness shuddering and jerking, his Sookie looking up with sheer lust in her eyes. She swallowed, kissing his tip gingerly and giving him a few more strokes to hear him sigh.

"Your turn," she breathed, standing up and walking to the bed. Sam could see her lower lips, plump and glistening wet, as she slid back onto the bed. He dropped to his knees, pulling her close, putting a hand on her mound. She cooed as he lowered his head, focusing on her protruding clit, tucked amidst the pink folds of her flower. His tongue flicked across her nub, and she rolled her head back. "Oh, Sammy, right there!" He smiled and traced figure eights right on the so sensitive flesh, her hips pressing up towards his mouth. His nose, as keen as a dog's, was bathing in her aroma, and her taste was enflaming his mind.

He wriggled the very tip of his tongue on her clit, taking two fingers and kneading her labia. Sookie sighed and moaned with the carnal rush, looking down past her heaving breasts to his blue eyes, watching him hold onto her hips to steady her as his mouth worked on her sex. He loved hearing her sigh from the pleasure he gave her; the rush was going right to his cock, hardening again from the stimuli. She clutched the bed spread and arched her back, pushing her pussy into his face. "Sam, God, keep it up!" He winked, but raised back up, earning a groan of frustration from Sookie.

"No love, I have something better in mind." He reached for the bottle of KY, squeezed some onto his fingers, and climbed up beside her. He gave her a long kiss, running his fingers around a nipple, down to her lower lips. Mmmm she moaned as he slid the lubricated fingers between her folds. "Let's see if this works…"

"Honey, ooh, it's already (gasp) working!"

"You'll see," he whispered to the sighing woman. He arched two fingers and pushed inside of her. She arched her back and backed up when she felt the pleasurable entry, then about lost it when he slid his fingers all the way in. He had fingered her like this before, but this was deeper than his fingers had ever gone. He kissed her neck as his fingertips searched for a certain spot…Sookie's sharp gasp was the sign that he'd found it. "And now for the fun stuff," Sam whispered. She managed a lewd grin. His hand down in her hips pulled back then thrust forward, finding a rhythm that picked up speed. Her pussy was dripping by this point, a soft squish marking each forward push of his fingers. Sam was watching her face contorting in such pleasure, his cock hardening as he watched and listened and felt and smelled.

His hand sped up, Sookie's breathing delightfully raspy. Faster and faster his wrist pushed forth, pulled back, in and out of her hot depths. Sookie was squirming, moaning, her nipples hard as could be, her hand grasping the pillow, her skin slick with sweat. Sheer sexual delight was coursing through her, ravaging her, her release was building like an August thunderhead, stronger than she could remember, Sam's hand was almost a blur rocking her entrance, his fingers flying, ooh it was going to be good—

BANG. Sookie jerked her head back, her neck taunt as a powerful wave of orgasm thundered over her. Sam felt her walls contract around his fingers, her whole body shift up. She let out a warbling cry as he felt what he'd been waiting for, liquid spurting from her at each contraction. "Oh, oh shep-ah-herd! Hol-y fuck, Sam!"

As the liquid hit his hand, Sam's mouth turned up in a huge grin. One final groan and she flopped back down, panting like a marathoner. "Sam, no idea what you just did, but damn that was amazing," she got out.

"You're welcome, gal."

"Yep." She tugged on his shoulder. "I need you in me—" Before she got out "now" Sam had mounted her, hands by her shoulders. She nipped his nose playfully as she reached down, guiding him inside her. He thrust in, and she clung on tight, reveling in the tingling still throughout her body from the first orgasm and his body weight pressing her down into the soft mattress. She shut her eyes and laid her head in the crook of his neck, feeling the pleasure shiver through her with each thrust. Every nerve in her body seemed alive!

Sam was gasping by now, one hand in Sookie's hair, the other clasped under her back,his hair wild and sweaty. Her fingers were clutching his shoulder blades as they listened to each other's grunts and moans as they rocked together. The feel of her hot, slick pussy around his hardness was too much for Sam to hold out and he gasped. "N-now!"

She opened her mind completely and his emotions rushed right in, the satisfaction and growing release he was feeling coursing through the telepathy into her. She felt him push deep and firmly into her, tense up, shudder, then release deep inside her, the very tip of his cock erupting, the strange feeling of his semen rushing to his cock and her. The orgasm running through him ran through her too, bringing her up and over the edge, her legs wrapping tight around his, her hands clutching his shoulders, their mouths pressed together in a gasping kiss. Because of her telepathy they had discovered, his climax was always hers as well.

Sookie licked her lips, spacing towards the ceiling, focusing on the burst of energy that had ran through the bond, filling them, the arousal giving way to a deep relaxation. "Thank you, sweetie," she cooed at Sam. "That felt stronger than anything I've felt. Where'd you get that?"

Sam winked. "You know those Cosmos you kept in the bathroom? They came in quite, should I say, handy?"

Sookie smiled, wiped sweat off her brow and stretched her arms and legs. She took Sam's hand as he smiled back, the couple enjoying the peace and the warm ocean air…