Ryan’s POV

They had gone below deck in order to put on snorkeling gear so that they could finally go into the water as had been their intention when they had set out.

But instead of the two of them helping each other put on their gear they were instead helping each other get off. Ryan had Vivian on all fours on the bed and he was pressing in and out of her from behind.

Lost in a haze of lust he roughly slapped her butt cheeks and the way that her cunt gripped his cock as a result had him making a sound that was barely human.

Wiping sweat from his brow, Ryan pushed down on her with his whole weight. A delighted thrill shot through him when she fell forward, unable to hold herself up.

Pulling out he flipped her over and re-entered her without wasting any time. Loving the blissed out look in her eyes, her mouth wide open despite the fact that she had long stopped being able to make any intelligible sounds. Ryan would have laughed at that. But since he himself had been reduced to grunting and moaning while they had still been above deck he had no leg to stand on when it came to that.

But what he did have was a dick to fuck her with and fuck her he did.

How her pussy was always so good...so tight, no matter how much they did it, he had no idea, but he absolutely loved it.

Looking down at her, Ryan slid into her. Their gazes locked, he added a finger alongside his dick. That had Vivian crying out like she was being slaughtered, and he had to shut his eyes as her core willingly welcomed the intrusion. Her lovely walls instantly stretching to accommodate the new edition...perfect.

Removing his finger Ryan continued to move within her. Taking that very same finger he reached up and made her suck the digit into her mouth. Getting an unbelievable amount of satisfaction at watching her taste both of them.

Drool running down her chin, she sucked his finger down like it was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted.

’What a woman,’ He thought with no small amount of pride. That was the last coherent thought he had before his world bloomed into an explosion of colour, Vivian joining him in her own climax, her walls tightening around his dick to the point of pain.

"I forgive you," She told him a few minutes later, barely able to speak, all that Ryan could manage was a breathless laugh.

***

Getting Vivian into her snorkeling gear was an exercise in restraint.

Had he not already had her several times just that evening alone, Ryan was certain that there would not have been any snorkeling taking place. Looking at her soft skin as she grunted and groaned to get herself into the form fitting pink and black suit that he’d had made for her, Ryan felt his dick twitch in the confines of his own suit.

Shifting his gaze to the side he closed his eyes and counted backwards from ten. When he looked back at her, he had more control of himself and was able to move forward and help her put the rest of her gear on.

But just because he was being helpful, that did not mean that Ryan was not stealing touches here and there. Something that delighted Vivian to no end seeing as she kept accidentally bumping certain parts of herself against him. Her supple behind rubbing against his groin and her breasts brushing against his chest.

What a thirsty woman, he wanted to tell her that out loud, but he held himself back. He had been apologizing quite a lot for hurting her feelings earlier and this time if he had to whip his dick out to apologize, he would be ruining that chance to get a glimpse of sea life in the night. So he settled for just caressing her, allowing Vivian to do the same. Taking comfort in the fact that she too must have been as hungry for it as he was.

Their heavy patting turned into kissing, and when he felt Vivian’s hands go to the zip of his suit, Ryan immediately backed off.

"Nope, nope, we are not doing that," He said, putting distance between himself and his wife...wow...his wife.

He would not be getting used to that any time soon.

Ignoring the way that she was looking at him, he tried to go over the rules for once they were in the water. But Vivian was clearly not paying attention, her gaze on his groin. Before he could chastise her she moved her gaze up and looked at him with pleading eyes.

"We could always reschedule for another night, how about we just spend our first night as a married couple having all the sex that we want. This is a bit of a honeymoon for us, shouldn’t we be allowed to do that?" Her voice was so, so tempting, and Ryan almost said yes.

The combination of her curves and small waist in that suit was really doing it for him. But in the end he shook his head.

"I have promised to show you marine life at night, and I am not about to start off our marriage by not keeping a promise that I made to you," Her gaze going from hungry to endearingly soft, Vivian smiled lightly and nodded.

"Alright then Mr Terrell, I will help you keep your promise to your wife. You are sure that we are going to be safe right? We will not be running into any sharks under there. If that happens I will throw you in its path and run away,"

Laughing, Ryan moved back closer to her.

"There are not any sharks in this area last I checked, so we should be fine. Just trust me okay,"

"Always," Vivian breathed, her tone sincere and Ryan’s heart sang at her easy faith in him.

He truly had a lovely wife.

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