Dax turns, resting my back against the wall of the infinity pool. Even from the cliff our private villa rests on, the sounds of the waves echo around us.
“You mean the two orgasms I gave you very early this morning weren’t enough to satisfy you?”
Cupping his cheeks, I steer his dark brown eyes to mine. “I will never be satisfied. I will always want more with you, Dax. Always.”
Dax seals his mouth over mine. I need his kiss as much as I need to breathe. Heat floods through my veins as I dig my fingers into his back. The cold metal of the chain he wears presses into my skin as his tongue slides along mine.
I welcome him in, sucking on his tongue. His hands roam down my sides, tweaking my already hard nipples. Everything about Dax turns me on.
He trails his lips down across my jaw. Nibbling and sucking on the tender skin below my ear.
“Will you accept the pool, Sunshine?”
I reach between us and squeeze his cock in response. “Yes. I need you, Dax.”
“God, I love you.” Dax pulls back and lines himself up before thrusting into me.
“Yes!” I shout.
Our kisses are slow and lazy as Dax moves in and out of me. In the warm water, it’s perfect. I dig my heels into his ass to urge him on the closer I get to release.
I’m greedy for my husband. I’ll never get over the feeling of him stretching me and filling me like this.
“I’m so close, Dax. Please.”
He speeds up without a word, moving his hand between the two of us to play with my clit like he knows I love.
“Are you going to come, Chloe? I’m close,” he growls.
Digging my nails into his back, I hold on as I tip over the edge into pure heaven.
“Gah!”
His moves falter, pick up, and in a few more thrusts, he’s coming inside me. If it weren’t for Dax holding me right now, I’d float away.
“Oh Dax.”
“So good, Sunshine.” He presses warm kisses up my neck. “You know, I really could get used to this.”
“Sex in the pool?” I ask.
“That. Skinny-dipping. You might have been onto something.”
“Well, if we get to take more trips like this after the season, I could get used to it too.”
Dax spins my lax body in the pool, trailing his fingers over my stomach. “Well, hopefully we can do it again next season.”
“Is that the only way we’ll get to come back?”
“Technically this is a delayed honeymoon.”
Sitting up, I push my wet hair out of my face and stand on my tiptoes in front of Dax. “Delayed honeymoon or not, I say we make this a new tradition.”
He smiles down at me, cheeks pink. “After we win, or after every season?”
I drape my arms over his shoulders. “Every season. We can celebrate if you win, but it’ll be a good way to escape if you don’t.”
“Breaking away from the real world, if you will?” Dax waggles his eyebrows at me.
