*Ana's POV*

Christian and I stand on the beach as our guests depart on three different boats for their planes. We wave at the departing boats as we hold each other and when they're far enough away, Christian lifts me under my bum and I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist.

"We're alone. Everyone is gone and I told the staff to stick to their side of the island unless we request it or it's in the specified hours I laid out. Now, I'm going to carry you back to the house and I'm getting you gloriously naked so we can skinny dip before dinner."

I giggle as he carries me back toward the house. "You don't waste any time, do you?"

He gives me a wink. "You know I never do."

It isn't long before we're back to the house and I'm stripped of my clothes, wearing nothing but a pink handprint on my backside by the time I slip into the pool. My husband slips in after me and I enjoy the view of my naked sexy, muscular man.

"I'm going to enjoy these next couple weeks." I mention, pushing myself up into a mesh raft to lay on.

He groans as my body lays on the raft, my head resting on the built in pillow. "Me, too, angel. We're going to savor the next two weeks. Open your legs a little, baby."

I open one eye and search his face. If we start the kinky-fuckery right this minute, I won't be able to function by dinner.

Seeing my face makes him laugh. "I'll ravish your body later, Ana, I just want to be able to see all of you any time I want."

I regard him once more before moving a little so that he can see between my legs. I am so glad that I had everything below my neck waxed off my body the first day at the spa. It makes me feel much more confident.

He hums when I'm completely bared to him and it makes me smile.

"You make me feel so beautiful, Christian."

"You are beautiful, Ana. Perfect. God, baby, I'm so hard for you."

I give him a mischievous grin. "Well, why don't you get on your own raft and take care of your little problem." He almost chokes when he hears me and it makes my grin widen.

"You want to watch me masturbate?"

I hum and give a nod. For some reason, the thought of watching Christian in such an intimate act is so sexy to me.

"Little minx." He mumbles under his breath, but doesn't take any time grabbing for his own raft. "This means you're going to let me watch you sometime, Mrs. Grey."

Yea, yea, yea. "Don't worry about that now."

As he pushes himself up on the raft and lays back, his legs open a little and I moan out at the sight. My teeth bite into my lower lip while I watch. His penis is rock hard, straining and twitching, while his heavy testicles are drawn up tight against his body, his veins large and angry.

"God, Christian, you're incredible." I'm wet in an instant.

"You sure you don't want me inside that tight center of yours?"

I want him, but I want to watch him pleasure himself more.

"I'll take a rain check. I want to watch you first." I lick my lips as he fists the top of his penis, squeezing it down his length and back up, his precum already glistening at the tip. He groans as he squeezes himself.

His eyelids are already heavy with desire as he watches himself pump up and down his length slowly, squeezing and pulling. His cock is heavy and purple, the veins protruding down and around his shaft as he squeezes. He runs his thumb over his head, rubbing the drops of precum into the head. He begins to move his hips and the water that is lapping at his thighs starts to move around his body, making ripples around him.

When my eyes find his face, I find him looking at me, his chin clenched as he works himself. "Open your legs more, angel. Let me see more of you."

I grab onto the side of the pool and bend my legs and open them for him, giving him a perfect view of me while I watch him play.

"Fuck, Ana. I'm turning you on. Your center is such a deep pink for me." He groans as he reaches down with his opposite hand and cups his balls in his hand, palming them. "I'm going to fuck that cunt as soon as I'm finished. I'm not waiting any longer."

My toes curl at the words. "Please."

He moans and his head falls back, his eyes closed. "So close."

I watch him fuck his own hand and I find myself moaning just watching him. "You are so sexy, Christian. Watching you is so erotic."

He gives me a drunk smile as his pumps get faster and his hips pivot upward. "Fuck, Ana. I'm coming."

Thick, white ribbons of cum shoot out from his cock over and over, covering his groin and thighs as he pants and pumps himself through his orgasm. The veins in his neck are protruding, his adam's apple bobbing as he chases his orgasm.

I find myself already pushing off my raft and closer to him before he can even catch his breath. He gives me a smile when he finds me close to him.

"Someone's impatient." He gives me a wink.

"I can't help it, Christian. I need you. I feel like I'm going to burst." I pull on his hand and he slides off his raft, letting the water clean off his mess.

*Christian's POV*

I have my wife trembling on the bed while I use the g-spot stimulator vibrator on her. Our sheet is soaked between us, the mixture of her arousal and her multiple orgasms flooding the sheet.

"Christian... Christian, please." Her whole body is clenched tight and I can see her struggling. She's too sensitive for another.

"I hear you, baby." I slowly slip the vibrator out of her and turn it off, throwing it to the side. "Have you had enough or do you want my dick?"

I want her so fucking bad, but I won't push her past her limit being so pregnant. The last thing I want is for her to go into labor nineteen hours away from home.

Her body finally relaxes and her eyes open, giving me a smile. "I want you, husband."

"I have something I think we'll both like." I give her a grin and reach into the drawer, pulling out a cock ring.

Her eyebrow raises. "What's that?"

I can't help but feel such intense satisfaction knowing she has no idea what I'm holding. I know she's seen them in the drawer of the playroom when she was looking, but she can't place it now.

"A cock ring, angel." She gives me a nod, realizing. "It'll make me bigger, harder. It'll make me last longer for you and make my orgasm even better when I do come."

She gives me a grin. "I like that. I want you to feel good."

"Always worried about my pleasure, Ana." I give her a wink. I love that about her.

Reaching for the lube on the bedside table, I lube up my cock and slip the c-ring over my shaft, rolling it until it's against my hilt. The pressure from the ring is already making the blood pool lightly in my cock and I can already see the difference. Evidently my wife can, too cause she's getting antsy. I run my hand up and down my length as I eye her center. "You look absolutely edible, angel."

"Christian, please. I need you. Make me feel good."

I shimmy closer to her on my knees and pick up her legs, resting them over my forearms so I can push myself in. Between the lube and her arousal, I am able to press into her pretty easy and she lets out a long moan as I push my way in to the hilt.

"Damn, Christian. You're hard as steel."

I give her a grin as I begin to ease my hips back and forth, tilting my pelvis, teasing her walls.

"You like it, baby? Another toy for our bedroom?"

She hums. "Absolutely."

I grin as I pick up my pace. Our plethora of toys at home just keeps growing and I love that I get to experience every new one with her.

I keep playing, bobbing in and out of her, only allowing her to have a few inches, but when she starts to whine, I thrust into her so she cries out. I roll my hips into her, flexing them deep at the same time and I can feel her center start to milk me, pulling me back in every time I pull out and I can't help, but watch myself disappear into her while she quivers around me.

"Greedy little cunt, today." I pick up my pace a little more, enjoying the sucking action. Pushing myself all the way in and holding myself there, her center sucks and throbs around me, her arousal dripping and coating my sac. "Fuck, Ana. This is all for me?" So fucking sexy.

"Yes, Christian..." She moans out. "I need more."

I give her a crooked grin. "All you had to do was say so, baby. Hold tight to the headboard." It's about to get messier.

XxXxXx

"God, Christian. Every time I think our sex life couldn't get any better, you prove me wrong." She giggles as we lay naked on a cabana, enjoying the breeze while we watch the waves. We just finished dinner and she is chewing on some Sour Patch Kids candies for dessert. "I'm still throbbing from our sexcapade."

I chuckle and reach into her bag to steal a bite of candy. "You just wait until you're not carrying Teddy. I have big plans for you."

Her eyes widen, but she gives me a bright smile. "You, Mr. Grey, are a sex god. I am one lucky woman."

"Sex god, huh? I like that." I curl up to her and rub her big belly. I can feel our son moving under my hand.

I sit up so I can press my lips against her belly. "Daddy feels you, Teddy bear. I love you so much. I can't wait to meet you." He kicks hard against my hand. "You're really moving, aren't you? Getting restless in that belly. You've got to be patient, baby boy. You aren't done cooking, yet."

"You are so incredibly cute." Anastasia reaches up and runs her hand through my hair while I talk to the baby.

I give her a smile and press a kiss to her belly once more before I rest back on the cabana next to her.

"Are you excited to be going home to the new house?" I'm having a moving team pack up what's left and move everything to the new house under Taylor's supervision. Taylor and Gail are already moved into theirs; Gail was so ecstatic when they finally got to check out of their hotel suite they've been stuck in.

"I am. I love that we get to go home as man and wife to a real house. More privacy, more grass, beautiful water. Plus, I hate moving and I love how easy this move is on us." She gives me a grin.

"It was important that it was stress free for us. I didn't want us to come home from paradise only to be thrown back into the stress of everything. We'll go back and concentrate on work, our baby, and each other. Nothing else matters right now."

"Everything is going to change when Teddy comes." She runs her hand over her belly and I can't tell how she's feeling about it.

"That's usually what happens when a new baby enters the world." I wrap my finger around a piece of her hair that has escaped from its holder. "Are you having anxiety about it?"

Her lips pull into a frown and I know she is.

"Tell me, angel. You can tell me anything."

"I know I can. I guess... I guess I'm just worried about us."

"Us?" Okay, now I'm nervous.

"Yes. I feel like we've just got our sea legs about us and we're doing so well, but now the baby is going to come and everything will be different. What if we don't handle it well?"

I sigh. "Why don't you think we'll handle it well?"

She lets out a laugh that surprises me. "Well, Christian. We don't have the greatest track record."

I roll my eyes. "Only because we were both scared to get hurt. Now, we're both completely committed. We're making a life together. Hell, you've got a life in your belly that we've already made together." I give her a wink and it makes her giggle.

"We still have some things to figure out."

"Like what?"

She chews on her lip. "I'm really having a hard time with the subject of circumcision for him."

"Circumcision?" I hadn't really thought about that either, but they are going to ask what we prefer in the hospital.

"Yes. I feel like it's such a personal decision to make for another human being. I know it's cleanly to have it done, but there is also risk that it can cause trauma to his penis and even desensitize him too much. If we take it off and something happens, then I don't want him to regret it his whole life... But, if we leave him intact and he does get UTI's or if he's in PE where he has to dress and all of the other boys are cut... what if they make fun of him? What if, when he does start to have girlfriends that they don't take it well because that's the not the norm for the U.S. and it messes with his confidence? I also don't want him to have to go through the pain of getting it done when he's an adult if he does want to get it done later. It's much more traumatic to get done later in life."

"Angel, you've really thought this through."

She nods. "I've done so much research on it, but I'm a woman. I would never want a man making a decision about my body and I don't want to do that to him."

My wife is incredible. "Mind if I give my opinion?"

She sits up straighter and fluffs her pillows. "Yes, please."

"I am circumcised, as you know, but Elliot is not."

"Oh, really?"

I give a nod. "He wishes he was circumcised."

"He does?"

"Yes, we've talked about it in the past and your worries are all valid. He said it made him feel like a freak when he first became a teenager because he looked different than his friends. He's confident in himself now, of course. He had a whole lot of fun when he backpacked through Europe after high school because the women knew how to handle him he said." I laugh and shake my head. "Guess that gave him the confidence he needed."

"So, you think we should?"

"Elliot begged me to give my kid a fair chance and get it cut so he'd last more than two minutes when he starts having sex. So, as a man who enjoys his own sex life, yes. I think we should."

Ana starts to giggle. "That's all that matters to you guys, huh?"

I shrug, giving her a grin. "I think between your worry about cleanliness, being accepted, and having confidence in himself... we've got enough pro's to get it done. Elliot and I fighting for his sex life is just a bonus for him."

She cracks her fingers as she mulls it over. "And you don't think he'll hate us for making that decision for him?"

I shake my head. "No. I don't regret mine."

"If anything happens to his penis because of it, I'm blaming it on you and Elliot."

"Deal." I laugh.

She lets out a long sigh and relaxes. "That was easier than I thought it'd be."

"See? We can talk about anything. Tell me what else is on your mind."

Ana and I spend the next couple hours talking about her birth plan and post birth plan while we watch the sunset. Considering it is flu season, we need to be worried about keeping him healthy and keeping him home, out of the cold. We seem to agree on almost all aspects of his child-rearing so far, so I am optimistic that we'll be able to continue.

*Ana's POV*

"You sure you'll be okay?" Christian is giving me a worried look while we stand on the shoreline of a cove on the island. The only thing that separates it from the ocean is a large cave with openings on both sides, making the cove private and calm. The water is so clear and calm that I can see the fish swimming about. In front of us, is a canoe with two paddles.

"The water is really calm. I don't think it'll make me sick. Can we try?" Across the cove is a waterfall and I know that Christian really wants to do some cliff diving off the deeper end of the cove.

"Alright, Mrs. Grey. Get in the boat and I'll push us out."

Giving him a relieved smile, I do as he says, letting him give me a hand as I step in. I sit at the front so he can push us in and hop in on the back. I grab our paddles so they don't fall in and soon, we're on the water, each with our own paddle.

"It's so beautiful here, Christian." The cove is surrounded in trees and foliage, giving it a completely different look than the beachfront I've been look at for the last week. There is an air of magic about it that calms and soothes me. I feel like he and I are the only two people in the world right now. It's so quiet and peaceful. The sounds of the trees and the calls of the birds can be heard along with the splash of the waterfall across the way and I let out a happy sigh.

"I love it here."

We paddle out to the middle and feel content enough to let ourselves float about for a bit. I carefully turn so I can face my husband and I am pleasantly surprised I am able to do so without making us topple over.

"Any seasickness?"

I shake my head. "No, I feel great." Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and let the breeze blow past us.

"I've never seen you look so content, angel."

My eyes open and I give him a smile. "How could you not? I mean, look at this place. It's Heaven."

The left side of his lip raises in a grin. "It's for sale."

I startle. "What?"

"When I was looking at our options to stay, I saw that it was for sale. I figured we could stay and see if it was worth it."

I give him a grin. "And what do you think, Mr. Grey?"

His grin matches mine. "After all I've seen, I'd say it is."

"So, you're going to..."

"We're going to buy it."

I'm ecstatic. "That's great, baby. You have the right people to make it successful. People would pay boo-coo bucks to stay here, have their weddings and parties here."

"Aaaannndddd, I can black out certain dates for us to come here. Alone."

I giggle. "No clothes?"

He shakes his head. "Not unless our children come with us."

"This is exciting, Christian! Have you had your team look into it, yet?" I don't want to get too excited if his team hasn't done a thorough investigation. I don't want the owners to try to swindle Christian just because we're excited about it.

"Not yet. I wanted to see what else the island had to offer. But seeing this..." He looks around. "This has sold me."

God, I love him. I grab my paddle. "Come on, let's get to that waterfall." I want to see him free. I want to see my adrenaline junkie in action.