Max leaned over her to kiss her back before straightening, bringing Violet with him. “You are amazing.”
“You always make me feel that way.”
Once their bodies returned to normal, Max pulled out of her, but they continued to look at one another in the mirror, grinning like crazy. Then he nipped her shoulder and slapped her rear, pushing her toward the bathroom. “Go shower. I’ll order room service.”
“Don’t you want another shower?”
“Nah, I’m gonna go for a swim. Let the ocean wash me off.” He winked, bent to grab his shorts, and slipped them back on.
She made her way to the bathroom for a hasty shower. Just enough to wash off the sex sweat and tame her unruly bed head. She didn’t bother to blow dry her hair, knowing it’d just get wet again. She dried herself off with the towel and pranced back out to the bedroom feeling wonderful.
She pulled a bikini from the dresser, along with her sarong, and after dressing, joined Max on the balcony. He turned her way after lowering his drink, and she loved the smile that transformed his face.
“Hey, sexy. Mind if I have a sip?” She gave him a smile in return.
Max handed her the can of soda. After just the sip, she gave it back and turned to the beach. The water was less than a hundred yards from their room.
“It’s so gorgeous. Can’t wait to soak up the sun.”
“And as cute as that bikini is,” Max’s eyes raked over her, “I can’t wait to see the sun glaze your naked body.”
Violet looked down at her suit. “This is one of my new ones. Can’t I at least parade around in it for a while?” she playfully pouted.
“A very little while,” he teased, kissing her. He turned when he heard a knock on the door. “Bet that’s breakfast. I’ll bring it out here.”
Turning back toward the ocean, she tasted the salty air as she inhaled, enjoying the freshness the morning brought. She also enjoyed the giddiness and excitement she felt, hoping this shine, this rejuvenation they’d been experiencing, would only continue to build in momentum. Their sex life had become incredibly amazing, going beyond their usual boundaries as they discovered a higher-level of intimacy.
When Max rolled the breakfast cart onto the balcony, she glanced at him and smiled. Every time their eyes met, he had the ability to make her heart flutter as a newlywed caught up in the wonder of young love.
As they sat eating their fill, Max suggested exploring the surroundings, considering they’d kept to themselves during their stay so far. Violet agreed a walk around the resort would be pleasant, followed by plenty of lazy lounging in the sun.
Once they finished with their meal, they ventured out to make the most of the day.
****
The sight of his gorgeous wife intoxicated him. Max marveled at her timeless beauty and her recent transformation. He loved their life—both in and out of the bedroom. She had opened up to him and been willing to try new things, and now their sex was hotter than ever. Their entire perspective on life improved.
Take now for instance. Nude sunbathing. Well, he wasn’t completely nude, having covered his lap with a towel so as not to burn his package. But seeing Violet’s shapely backside browning in the sun—someplace other than their own back yard—was beautiful. He was so proud of her, setting aside her reservations, evolving.
His gaze ran up and down her body, taking in her trim form. She was petite and appeared fragile. But she was so much more. She was strong-willed and stubborn. She was honest, loving, and caring. And she was his.
They had been out on the beach for a few hours after exploring the resort, and even with sunscreen, he worried that Violet might be close to burning. Thankfully, there were awnings set up so that they could move to the shade and still enjoy the warm day and cool breezes.
Max reached over to caress her arm. “Hey, beautiful, let’s move to the shade. Can’t have you burning that tender flesh of yours.”
“Okay,” she said drowsily. “I am feeling a bit toasty.”
They pulled their loungers under a canopy. Just as Violet grabbed her sarong to cover up, Max stopped her. “Lie on your stomach. Let me put some lotion on you to soothe your skin.”
Smiling, she stretched out, pillowing her head on her hands. “That’d be nice.”
Max sat at her side and squirted lotion across her back, spreading it up to her shoulders, down across her rear, and over her legs. He gently worked the lubricant over her soft skin, tracing every curve, dip, and swell. He loved her tiny body and her responses to his touch as she sighed a bit here, squirmed a little there when he hit her ticklish spots.
“I love that coconut smell,” Violet said.
“Me too. It’s turning me on,” Max groaned as he rubbed across her shapely ass, cupping each cheek. He worked more lotion on her back but quickly returned to her rear. He dipped his fingers into her crease causing her to jump.
“Max,” Violet began to weakly protest while trying to lift off the chair.
He leaned in to whisper, “Relax.” He massaged her lower back with one hand while teasing her crease with the other. When she lifted slightly higher, responding to his touch, he slid his hand between her folds, feeling her moist heat. “See, you’re ready for me, aren’t you?” He bent down, nipping her skin with his teeth while he rubbed her clit.
Max loved arousing her and loved watching her come apart in his arms. But before he could bring her to that peak, she suddenly turned, causing him to break contact with her. She stood and spoke, pleasantly surprising and arousing him as well.
“Lie down.”
He did as instructed, grinning like an idiot. Her eyes never left his as she mounted him, rubbing her slick sex across his erection.
“You like how wet I am for you?”
“Oh yeah.” He reached
