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A/N: New chapter, and like most wedding chapters need the last chapter needed a honeymoon! Hope you enjoy this! Thanks as always =)

RATED M!

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Penelope felt the heat of the Hawaiian night as it breezed in. She went out onto the balcony and she looked at the scene in front of her. She had imagined what her honeymoon would be like, but this was exceeding her wildest dreams so much so she could very well run away and live here forever in its beauty and perfection.

"Hey Mrs Morgan," She heard Derek call up to her and she smiled to herself. Mrs Morgan – that was now her title and she was going to make sure it stayed that way for life. Now that would make her idea of running away perfect. If she could have the man she loved by her side for forever and a day.

"Mrs Mooorgan! I think I need you," Derek called out to her again. "Like really need you!"

"I'm coming handsome," Penelope said as she left her idealistic view behind her and went after the call of her newly given name. She walked at an even pace, wondering what Derek was up to. However, walking into the living room she hadn't imagined this. Penelope couldn't stop the laughter once it started. This was not her idea of romance on a honeymoon, but it was her idea of perfected domesticated bliss in her life.

Derek stood before her in an all in one suit. He had a rose in his mouth and an adorable expression scrawled across his handsome face.

"Now that," Penelope pointed to him, running her finger metaphorically up and down his body, "That is sexy."

"Care to undress me?" Derek asked her casually. "Only it's getting a little hot in here and that could prove problematic."

Penelope gawped playfully at him, "Oh no! You might melt," Penelope fretted teasingly at him.

"Exactly," He started with a smirk, "That was my main concern."

Penelope stepped closer to him and the moment she could she pulled at the zip and revealed the velvety smooth chocolate of Derek's perfectly formed chest. She ran her newly ringed finger down his chest, biting her lip before dropping her hand and looking up at him as he remained sated.

"You're a tease," he told her as he stepped forward, not caring that they were in the living room of their honeymoon getaway. "A sexy tease at that." He then pushed her down, leaning over her to kiss her fully, his hands running her body.

Standing in front of him, his body waiting to be touch, Penelope smiled like the cat that got the canary . She had waited all day to reap the rewards of marrying the man of her dreams.

With that thought, she shook her cardigan off and allowed his hand to roam her body and reach for the zip of her dress, she allowed him to undress her as she kicked her heels off and undid the rest of the zip to his onsie and they both slowly made a physical connection by pulling closer to the other. It didn't take long for them both to head towards the bedroom, kissing, touching, arousing one another with each little lustful step.

The moment his hand ran over the lace of her bra he knew he'd hit his personal jackpot yet again. He could feel it was frilly, and he knew it would be dainty like many of the other bras he had taken off of her body in the time they had intimately involved. When he looked down her saw the baby pink of it as it sat slightly accented from her lily white skin.

He nibbled on her ear, making her head tip back, her hair falling out as she pulled the pins and multiple fastenings from it and he kissed down her neck again, kissing dead on her jugular and he could feel her pulse race through it, he could feel how alive she was in that moment.

"So beautiful," he mumbled as he finally got her on the bed and beneath him. He had taken a moment to quickly watch her as she laid on the rose petal covered bed and he knew this was going to be the wedding night of the century. He was going to make love to Penelope all through the night and even in the morning light he would worship her before falling asleep with her in his arms.

Penelope allowed him to lift her enough so he could undo her bra and she tugged down on his boxers before being allowed to remove them fully. She just licked her lips in the anticipation as he stood before her, the memory burning into her subconscious. Like many before this one.

"Yours too," Derek prompted her, and Penelope listened and as sexily as she could pulled her panties off, and from the expression on Derek's face, she'd achieved it as he came towards her and literally began to ravish her.

She felt one hand pin her by a wrist above her head while her other hand hooked onto his back, and his other hand slowly slid down her body, finding her hot centre almost immediately and already he could feel she was wet for him.

He had to smile at it; he had to love how willing she was to give her body to him. Much like he was ready to give his to hers. It was never the same either. It might have seemed like it, but to both Derek and Penelope love making was a new experience each and every time.

Penelope felt him thrust his fingers into her before removing them and repeating it and she just bit down on her lip at the pleasure she felt.

"Please," she finally gasped and looked at him, her eyes full of passion, "Derek, I need to feel you in me." She near enough begged him, "Please." She hated to beg, but he had a way to make her reach her edge way too quickly.

There had been a time when she had worried it was her that was the problem with having good love making. However, since her and Derek took the leap and became who they were today she had found out that she had never really chosen the right lover.

He continued to tease her, trying to convince himself that he could last this out. He tried to cover up Penelope's pleads with kisses, but when one please became twenty he couldn't hold out. He knew his wife's sweet force as she climaxed was going to be too much. After all, he wanted nothing more than to make sure he treated her right and kept her happy.

He couldn't last any longer, not with his want, and her pleads escalating, he needed her as much as she needed him that much was clear and he knew he couldn't deny her, or him what had been building since the moment he had watched her walk down the aisle.

So he moved so his penis was on her opening and he thrust into her, burying deep and her gasp out loud in pleasure told him the fulfilment was as much a two sided thing, his giving was being very much received and it only spurred him on for more.

Penelope felt herself, for once in her life, feel the fulfilment of good love making. This never came close to her expectations even after all this time. God did she underestimate this man too much. Everything he was giving her was gold plated with perfection and now was going to make way to creating their family.

She felt him thrust in and out and it felt so right, even though he knew she wasn't going anywhere any time soon.

She just gave herself fully to him and even when he pulled her close after, exhaustion cloaking them both heavily she was still on cloud nine.

Laying there, Penelope couldn't withhold the smile and as her left hand came to rest on her chest she caught a glimpse of her wedding rings and her smile brightened. With that glisten in her mind's eye she looked at Derek and caught her looking at him.

"Round two, Handsome?" She asked him as she rolled onto her side. "This time mamma's gonna have some fun."

Derek didn't have time to argue – not that he would – as Penelope ran her hands over his naked, hot body; her leg swinging over him to straddle him ready to please him. He caught one glimpse at the look in her eyes and he knew he was going to have to up the ante in the third round.

If he had the energy that was.

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