I slowly opened my eyes, as the sun wouldn't allow me to sleep anymore. I found Chris still holding me, "Good morning" He played wit counciloh my long hair.
"Hey" I chanted as I yawned.
"Slept well?" He spoke softly to me.
"Yeah" I moaned, "Did you?"
"Definitely." I looked out the window, the beach was inviting me for a dip in the ocean.
"Its beautiful, no?" I asked him, both of us still lying naked in bed.
"Like you." He kissed my forehead, so this is what people call the honeymoon phase.
"I'm hungry." I told him, sitting up.
"I'd be surprised if you weren't" Chris told me, "Come, the kitchen is packed with food."
Everything I liked was there, but i tried my best to keep on my training diet, so I just ate a couple fruits and a small sandwich. Chris and I decided to take a look at the beach.
"Its a beautiful place" I told him as we strolled hand to hand through the beach, "but i can't understand a word of Portuguese."
"What do you wanna do today? We can go see some local hotspots or stay at the beach, we can go out to eat at night, anything you want we'll do." He told me.
"I just wanna stay with you, the place doesn't really matter." I told him, and it was true. I just wanted to spend time with him. "You can plan."
He kissed me, "Okay so we can stay at the beach and then relax in our house then I'll take you out somewhere fancy."
"And we'll have one of those nights again." I rested my head on his chest.
"It was so good…" He whispered in my ear.
"It was." I agreed.
I took my clothes off and was in my bikini, Chris was in his shorts. We sat on the sand, the sun was so hot we could fry an egg on the ground.
"Going to tan?" He asked me.
I shrugged unsure of what to say.
"How do you think Clarissa is?" I asked a bit worried, i want my baby.
"She's doing great, i know she is."
"But did you see the way she was crying for me?" It broke my heart to remember, i tried hard not to cry.
"Yeah." He said gloomily, "But, don't think like that. Think that for now we enjoy staying alone, just a moment for us, because we won't have this opportunity very soon again, and think that we'll be home with Clarissa in a few days."
"I guess. But you don't understand, you aren't a mother." I said half joking and half serious.
"But I'm a father." He told me.
"Not the same thing." I said, putting on sun glasses.
He laughed, "Come here, mommy." He picked me up bridal style, before I could say anything. He ran with me across the beach and threw me in the water.
"Ah Chris!" I exclaimed, a bit annoyed.
He laughed, "Come on, relax. Let go a little bit." He took a dip and was as wet as me.
I tried smiling at him.
"Are you going to make me tickle you?" He threatened. Secret about me, I'm ticklish.
"No! No!" I laughed and jumped on him, wrapping my legs around Chris, making us both fall into the water.
"Whoaa!" He laughed, getting up and helping me get up.
He looked me in the eyes, i tried getting rid of the sea water excess in my hair. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he touched my waist.
"Baby?" He said.
"Yeah?" I responded, hugging him.
"Nothing…" He kissed my ear.
We went on playing in the water for about two more hours, by the time we went to our beach house, my skin was at least four tones darker than it was before. The day was pretty busy. We had a traditional Brazilian dish for lunch, called feijoada, a Brazilian stew of black beans with pork and other meat and vegetables, served with rice. It was good, nothing like i had tasted before. After lunch, Chris took me to see a very famous monument called O Cristo, meaning The Christ. Of course, we went just for the amusement, because our faith is in Greek Mythology, but Chris thought it would be interesting to show me the hotspots of Rio de Janeiro. Following, we took a walk on the street, and I stopped to buy a shirt for Clarissa, that i thought was cute. We went to our beach house, and since the dinner reservation was only for nine pm, we had a few hours to spend at the beach.
"You have twenty minutes, max, Claire." He told me, right after i came out of the shower, still wrapped around my towel. "I'll be waiting for you in the living room, I'm going to watch the soccer game."
I nodded.
I had twenty minutes to get ready, and to be honest, most of the clothes Bella had packed for me, took me half an hour to even understand how to put them on. I definitely was going to get mad at her when I got home. I was taking a look at what she had packed for me today morning and I wasn't used to any of this. She packed an infinite amount of dresses and skirts, and tank tops. And I won't even get started on the lingerie she packed, one sluttier than the other.
I evaluated in my head what would be appropriate for dinner, Chris was formally dressed so I guess not something I would wear everyday. I picked out one dress from the bunch she had sent me. It was black and too short for my taste, it had sleeves made entirely of lacework. It gave shape to my body since it was skin-tight, exposing a lot of my legs and giving it a bit of a more elegant touch with the lacy sleeves. I put on a pair of black high heels, golden hoop earrings and straightened my hair quickly, just to tame it a bit. I felt mad that I was actually starting to get the hang of dressing up. I put on the basic makeup, foundation, a good black mascara, a bit of eye liner and a strong lipstick, that made my lips look plumper. I put on some perfume and felt upset when I looked into the mirror because the reflexion was almost like a whole different person. I walked to the living room, where Chris was, he whistled.
"You look amazing, baby." He told me, turning the television off and standing up.
"Yeah, whatever." I rolled my eyes, and started walking out the door, Chris followed me.
He called a cab and told him our destination, once again, I didn't understand a word.
"Boa noite, eu sou Guilherme, e vou estar servindo vocês esta noite." The waiter said as we helped ourselves to the table.
I looked at him puzzled.
"Muito Obrigado." Chris said with an obvious Spanish accent.
I couldn't understand what was on the menu, and resultantly, I barely understood what was on my plate, I think it was meat and something.
"How's your food?" Chris asked.
I shrugged.
"Are you enjoying our honeymoon?" He asked.
I nodded a yes, "But I miss Clarissa."
He held my hand, "I know but…" He looked disturbed, "can you pay attention on me?"
I shook my head, "You are jealous of a baby? No, you are jealous of your own daughter?"
"Noo… Its just that, i thought this would be fun for both of us, and you are acting like its more of a punishment."
I cuddled next to him, "No…I'm just worried." The mood tensed. I laughed and touched his nose, "Is Chris jealous of little Clarissa?" I mocked him.
"No." He frowned.
"Come here, you bastard." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.
He touched my back.
"Remember when we started dating?" I asked him, and broke our kiss.
"Yeah, what about it?" He asked me.
"Our first kiss, our first sex… Oh look how far we are now…" I stared at my wedding ring.
"I remember our first sex. You were screaming at me and hitting me because it hurt." He laughed.
"Well it was my first time." I said.
"It was mine too." He sneered.
"Come on, you love a little roughness."I teased him.
"How else would I be married to you?" He whispered in my ear, and laughed.
We kept talking about our first experiences during the whole dinner, I tried not talking about Clarissa, but it was hard.
By the time we got home, i was horny as fuck. I locked myself in the bathroom and quickly rubbed off the makeup and took off my clothes, and without patience, i just put on a see through, short red night gown. I walked out of the bathroom and attacked Chris, who was in the kitchen. He grabbed me by my hips and sat me on the kitchen counter.
"Sexy." He ran his hands through the nightgown. "Nothing underneath, I see." He lifted my nightgown up, and spread my pussy lips with his fingers.
I closed my legs, "I'm surprised we're only having sex once a day." I said, "I expected more from you."
"Oh you did? Then come here and I'll show you what I can do. I'm going to control this, tonight." He said roughly, holding on to my hair.
I smile, i awaited for the day Chris would fuck me like a slut, and act like a man.
He opened my legs and stroked my labia with his fingers, "I've always wanted to see how you pleasure yourself. Show me." He licked my neck.
I smiled, I liked being treated like this every once in a while. I opened my legs wide and started running my hand through my stomach, squeezing my nipples. I made my way to my pussy. I held my clitoris in between my index finger and thumb, squeezing it and playing with it. I decided to do a bit of a porno. "Awh…yeah…" I inserted the index finger of my other hand inside my pussy, i could see Chris's eyes widen with lust and horniness. I slid my finger in and out, even if this was mostly all just putting on a show for Chris, I was already very wet. I felt my breath getting heavier, and knew if i didn't stop, I'd be cumming in a moment. Chris pulled out his erection, jerking it as he watched me finger myself.
"Oh… Touch me Chris…Touch me…" I begged, spreading my pussy lips apart, so he could clearly see my finger sliding in and out.
"Shit!" He exclaimed, getting closer to me. I pulled my finger out of my hole, it was soaked in my wetness.
"Look at you, so responsive, so quickly." He whispered in my ear and pulled my head closer to his, kissing me, allowing the tip of his dick to touch my pussy. I tried moving forward so it would go in.
He laughed, "Not yet." He kissed my neck and removed my nightgown. He licked my nipples and bit them. I removed his shirt. I felt such an excitement, like if he didn't touch me right there and there, i would explode. I wrapped my legs around him, rubbing myself on his body, wanting to use him as a sex toy. "You are always telling me to be rough in bed, right? Well, tonight i'm going to fuck you like a slut." I almost wanted to laugh, it wasn't Chris's thing to say something like that. He opened licked four of his fingers, and inserted three of them right away in me. I felt my pussy hurt, i wanted to gasp. I wasn't wet enough for this. He banged the three fingers in me. I have to be honest, it hurt a lot, but i let him do it. He started making them go deeper, making a "come here" motion with his fingers inside me, slightly touching my G- Spot.
"Ah…" I sighed as it started feeling good. He banged them inside with extreme force, I thought I was going to bleed. "Please, Chris, use your tongue." I begged him.
He bent down and licked my asshole, I giggled. He moved upwards and started soaking my intimacy with his saliva. Massaging my clitoris with his tongue buds in circles. I will never get tired of being eaten out. He licked he sides on my pussy and then my slit. Then he used his fingers to make my clitoris clearly pop out of its hood, and licked directly on it. I moaned loudly. He backed away suddenly, making me produce a crying sound. He picked me up and put me on the kitchen floor on my knees.
"Now you suck. And suck it well." He told me, grabbing my hair and pulling me close to his dick. Without hesitating, I put my mouth around it and started licking it and sucking it as if it was the last lollipop in the world. I can't count how many times I gagged on it, and each time Chris sighed. I sucked his balls for a while, while jerking him. Right when he was about to cum, i stood up and sneered at him.
"Where do you think you are going?" He asked me.
I didn't answer him and opened the cooler, he looked at me puzzled. I pulled out a lemon popsicle and started sucking on it, like it was his dick, i felt a bit silly, but he seemed to enjoy seeing me give the popsicle a blow job. After a good two minutes of sucking the ice cold popsicle, i threw it away and got on my knees again. I put my cold hands around it and teased him my placing my mouth slowly around it, making my way up and down, ice cold.
"Oh lords, oh gods… Clarisse La Rue, oh my gods, for the gods' sake, don't stop." He literally couldn't stop himself from moaning. Why didn't I think of this before? I kept my ice cold mouth on it, sliding it quicker and quicker on his stone hard dick. I giggled, as I saw his reaction, he was almost falling to the ground, and when he came it tasted less gross, because of the lingering taste of the ice cream.
"Baby" He said in a softer voice, putting me on the counter again. "I think we have to wait a while" He said shyly, pointing down at his penis, not erect anymore. I laughed.
"Its fine." I smiled at him. He kissed behind my ear.
"Lets go to bed, okay?" I told him, jumping off the counter, he nodded.
We lied in bed, allowing the Egyptian cotton sheets to hug our naked bodies.
"Clarisse" Chris said, a bit embarrassed, "Can we make love?"
I laughed playfully, "Weren't u the one who said that was going to fuck me hard and keep me under control?"
"Yeah, but thats not Chris."
"I know baby." I lied on top of him.
"While, my erection doesn't come back, i think my tongue could use some more exercise." He giggled, grabbing my thighs and pulling me close, so that i would be sitting on his face.
He started licking it and brought me close so many times. It was tongue on the clit, tongue in my hole, tongue on my asshole, tongue on my vagina lips, and i could do was moan and beg for more. It didn't take three minutes and his erection was back on. He came on top of me, kissed my body, from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. The thrust inside my body was so strong, so powerful. I needed more and more, and he gave me everything I needed. It was hot, it was sexy, it was so romantic, we kissed and kissed and fucked and fucked, for almost two hours.
"Gooo" I begged, wiping the sweat off my forehead, "Do me harder, Chris." He humped me faster and deeper. "Yeah, yeah, thats right, babe, yeah."
"Clarisse, I'm going to…ah…." He told me, and I felt a jet of sperm invaded my vagina.
"Fuck that was great." He lied beside me, we couldn't be wetter with sweat.
"Was almost as long as last nights." I said, thinking of the long, delicious three hours of nonstop love.
"Yeah." He said, trying to catch his breath.
Suddenly, a naughty idea popped in my mind. "Hey" I sat up, "I think we need to freshen up."
Chris nodded, "Okay, you can shower first." He shrugged.
I laughed, "No, Chris." I sneered, "I mean, we should freshen up there." I pointed outside the window.
"But its two in the morning." He told me.
"So, theres no one there." I got up and opened the door, "I'm going, join me if you want." I walked out the door, i could literally feel Chris's eyes on my ass.
"Babe" I felt Chris's arms hug me from behind and his shaft poke my back. It was so dark, we could barely see a thing.
"Come" I lead him into the water.
He touched my waist and pulled me close, "I love you, don't you ever forget it."
"I love you too…" I leaned in and kissed him passionately, as the water was up to my thighs.
"Give me a hug?" He asked weirdly.
I hugged him and wrapped my legs around him, causing his shaft to enter me accidentally.
"You're hanging on tonight." I told him.
"You're so sexy, how could i not?"
And we made love in the sea water.
A/N: Reviewwww! Sorry i didnt post before, but i was traveling and the connection sucked, but here it is :) review!