RDA: Reader Discretion is Advised…a.k.a…lemon! What you've all been waiting for—hope I don't disappoint!

Alex

It is worth the wait.

The second she comes out of that bathroom, I can literally feel my mouth gaping. I know that I've said it already today, and god knows I've thought it about a million times but—I am a lucky man…

She makes her way over to me, gracefully grabbing the two glasses of champagne on her way over. She straddles my legs and sits facing me, passing me my glass. I can't take my eyes off of her.

"To Chemistry," she whispers. I smirk,

"No, mujer…to perfect Chemistry," she smiles, nodding to that,

"Alright, I'll drink to that." She clinks her glass to mine and we both drink to the role Chemistry played in our lives so far. We had a Chemistry class together in high school, Mrs. Peterson, I'll never forget that, then we studied Chemistry in college together, plus…Chemistry was the very reason we were perfect for each other, how else could two opposites end up together like we did?

She takes my empty glass and hers and sets them on the table.

"Now then…where were we?" she asks.

"Right about…" I grab her and lay her back down on the bed roughly, leaning in over her, "…here."

She giggles, bubbly from the champagne. Ha, bubbly from the bubbly. Yeah, I need to stop drinking.

I kiss her, tasting her lips and savoring it. It's still hard to believe that we're officially married now. I feel her hands weave into my hair at the back of my neck and she pulls me down, straddling my hips and flipping me onto my back…so damn sexy.

She slides down my body and hooks her thumbs in the waistline of my boxers. My lucky boxers…and hell yes, I am getting lucky tonight.

I moan as she trails kisses down my chest and all the way down to my thighs. She is absolutely…I yelp a little, stiffening (In more than one way, I might add) as she bites my inner thigh…as she bites a taco on my boxers. I let out a breath and she looks up at me, now holding the edge of my boxers between her teeth.

"Now, Mr. Fuentes…" she whispers, sliding my boxers down my legs slowly and tossing them aside. I smirk, watching her take her time. She is trying to torture me, and she knows that it's working. "I think it's time for you to…hacer el amor a mí…"

"Where did you learn how to say that?" I laugh, as she successfully seduces me in Spanish. I see a blush creep up her cheeks a little and she bites her lip,

"Isa…" I laugh again and take hold of her hips, pulling her closer and running my hands up her corseted torso. She starts to unclasp the corset slowly, far too slow for my taste…and I help her by taking it off how it should be taken off. It falls to the floor about five seconds later…as does anything else on her that would get in my way.

I take in her cuerpo perfecto and pull her to me, relishing the feeling of her bare skin to mine. I kiss her anywhere I can reach and she lies back on the bed, using her lips to lead me to where she wants me. I smile against her lips and let my hands explore her smooth snow white skin.

She bucks her hips to mine gently and her hands roam my back, tracing my muscles and taking hold of my hips. I made my move, closing the space between our hips and thrusting. She gasps lightly at first, and tightens instinctively, but her body relaxes almost automatically.

My hips work into hers harder and she grips the sheets, arching her back and returning my kisses enthusiastically.

"Oh, God, Alex…" she breathes, closing her eyes and meeting the rhythm of my hips. I pick up tempo and I feel her nails rake down my back. Her legs wrap around my waist and I pin her there, kissing any part of her that I can reach. She is so beautiful…

She moans and tangles her fingers into my hair, gripping it tight and pulling my lips to hers. I love when she takes control like that. I allow my lips to linger near hers, feeling her labored breathing and stealing kisses from her sweet lips.

I slide off the bed in once swift motion and carry her over to the hot tub. He face lights up even more as I turn on the jets with my foot and step in, carrying her down into the steamy water. Whoever created the idea of a honeymoon suite with a Jacuzzi is a genius. I can feel her getting even more turned on as her body hits the bubbles and jets. Genius, an absolute fucking genius…

We sink low into the steam and Brittany pushes me down into the seat, full out straddling me again. I think the steam increases.

I grip her hips and bring her closer each time she moves into me. Her arms weave in around my neck as she kisses slowly down my neck—one of my weak spots.

I involuntarily moan and she runs her hands up and down my chest, tracing my abs with her fingertips under the water. I'm pretty sure that the floor around the Jacuzzi is soaked at this point.

We stumble back to the bed as the water gets old and…dirty, and we lay down. Hours have passed, I am sure of that, and a peek at the clock tells me that I'm right. We lay there, listening to each other catch our breath, and trying to calm our rapid heartbeats.

Now that is a honeymoon…

"Alex…?" she whispers finally, breaking the silence. I look at her; her eyes are closed—resting.

"Mmm?" I answer, no louder than a whisper. Exhaustion is taking a toll out on both of us now.

"I love you." I smile at that and she opens her eyes for a second, just long enough for me to get a glimpse of the diamonds in her eyes.

"Te amo demasiado…" I hear her quiet laugh and she sighs, content as I shifts myself to hold her in my arms. She lays her head on my chest and I smile as we both drift off into sleep after the best night of our lives—in each other's arms.

Authors Note:

The End!

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