Alexis groaned; didn't have to see the clock to know it was too damn early to be awake with this much energy. She'd been on night patrol for Petra since Shane had been at work and he wouldn't be home for another two hours. Restless, she flopped back onto her pillow, stared at the ceiling. She wanted her husband home here and now so she could bang his brains out.

Sighing, she slipped a hand under her sleep-top to touch her breasts. They felt different now; almost like they had when she'd been pregnant. She loved that they were bigger now, thanks to breastfeeding. Her hand drifted down over her stomach. Alexis had accepted she'd probably never be back to the same size and shape she was before her pregnancy, a fact which had previously scared her but now didn't seem like such a big deal. Shane still thought her the sexiest, most beautiful creature on the face of the planet. Hell there'd even been a few nights when they hadn't made it into bed and wound up tangled together on the couch. For Alexis, it was everything - her sexuality had taken a beating as much as her psyche had with her post-partum depression; having her man nail her like a maniac on their couch because he wanted her just that much made her feel like his own personal pinup fantasy.

The word 'fantasy' made Alexis smile. She did have a solution to her horny little problem. Upon finding the pale pink case in their toy-box, she opened it and felt a naughty little thrill; the toy was pearl-pink and rough the same measurement as her husband. That was why she'd picked that one at her bachelorette party to begin with. It was battery operated but that was optional; Alexis had never cared much for the tickle sensation down there unless it was her lover's tongue.

Setting it on the bed, Alexis quickly and quietly checked on Petra only to discover her snoring like a cute little angel in her crib. Perfect.

'Mommy gets to have a little play-time, my gem,' she murmured, then went back to her own room, stripped down so she was naked in her bed. She let her hands drift everywhere, over her hips, stomach and breasts, down to between her thighs. She closed her eyes, let her mind go to a place of total bliss.

The sun was pouring through the dappling of trees as it set over the white Bahamian sands. She looked out over the balcony of the hut, then over her shoulder. She smiled when she saw her man, smooth-chested, tattoos dark and beautiful against his toasted-almond skin.

'Shane,' she murmured, then felt his lips against her skin, teeth nipping at the strings of her tiny bikini; soon his teeth were replaced by nimble fingers. She felt the gentle breeze on her naked skin, shuddered upon realizing he was getting her naked on the balcony of their cabin. 'Shane, we can't-'

'Yes, we can,' he replied with a little growl in his voice, just enough to make him erotically dangerous. He slipped out of his towel, stroking his fingers up her thigh before sliding them between her legs and into her.

Alexis felt her nipples go hard in the present as she thought of that night on their vacation just before their wedding. It had been such a thrill to be so risky, so brazen that anyone could have caught them while they were in the middle of having sex. Keeping her eyes closed, she licked the tips of her fingers, brushed them over her breasts and let out a little groan when she felt the shiver go down her spine, land in the heating pool of her honey-pot.

She felt her legs spread the way they always did to welcome him close, bring him inside her body. But instead of burying himself inside her, hips pumping fast and hard so that she moaned loudly for him to give her that glorious release, he knelt down and placing his hands on her hips began to taste her.

Alexis thought her knees were going to buckle. He'd always been good at this but with the added naughtiness of the semi-public location for this particular bout of love-making, it only added to the pleasure. She had to clap a hand to her mouth to keep the sounds of being driven wild by her man to herself, lest anyone wander down the beach and be curious about her cries.

She felt the wet warmth on her fingers, moved them back and forth while she arched off the bed. Alexis breathed deeply as the delicious friction built up and up, until one hand moved to grab for her toy, and slip it in while she relived the memory.

'Shane,' Alexis panted, 'please, please just be inside me, baby, I want you inside me.'

'Of course, Lex. Here.'

He rose, then with lightning quick moves brought Alexis down on top of him so her eyes went saucer-sized as she realized he was penetrating her to the hilt. Then everything went blurry until there was only the feel, the taste, the scent of him, as Alexis crushed her mouth to his to mute the sound of her pleasured scream.

She turned her head to the side, found the soft down pillow there as Alexis felt the latex glide in and out. Biting her lip, hoping the noise was muffled, Alexis stilled her hand, alternating now with grinding her hips back and forth. Yes, that was it, right there, exactly what she needed as she felt the toy hit a sweet spot. She moved back and forth harder, faster, until suddenly she felt every muscle in her body go rigid, toes curling as she let out a cry while the heat simply flooded through her veins.

With her head thumping back against the pillow, Alexis slid the toy out, set it aside; she'd tidy it up in a moment. 'Well, my love,' she said, 'I'm all warmed up for when you get home.'