Emma shivered. “If we time it right, it might be the best dessert I’ll have for a while.”

“Oh, I plan to time it just right, but that also means I’m going to make you come first with my tongue and my fingers, and then right after your climax, I’m going to plow my cock into your pussy and milk it for more.”

Emma licked her lips.

She could feel the pressure of the beads inside her as she shifted positions on the bed. Picturing what Pete was saying made her antsy. She actually liked the feel of the beads. It was strange, but not unwelcome.

Pete gently laid her back on the bed, settling next to her, his fingers moving to the strap of her teddy. He slid one string down her arm, kissing her shoulder. “You look beautiful in this.”

“Thank you,” she said, reaching up to stroke his face.

“This was a fantastic trip,” he told her. “It couldn’t have been better, in my opinion, Antonio and all. It shook me up, but it was worth it.”

“I agree,” she said. “We got together so young, I think it’s to be expected that we’d have a few growing pains along the way. I actually think it’s great that it took us this long to hit a roadblock. Hopefully, the next growth spurt won’t happen for a long time.”

“I think we should plan on a nice, long vacation every six months or so,” he told her. “Then maybe that way we can stay ahead of our issues.”

“That’s a good idea.” Emma nodded. “But the best thing we can do is be honest with each other and ourselves every day.”

Pete grinned. “I think the best thing I can do right now is run my tongue over your clit.”

Emma moaned. Pete knew how to push her buttons.

He eased up, giving her a lingering kiss on the lips, working his way down her chest, nudging the teddy away from a breast, and taking a nipple into his mouth. As he sucked, she ran her hands through his hair. She fisted his locks and directed him to her other breast. He went willingly, groaning as he wrested her other nipple free of the fabric.

As Emma moved, she could feel the beads pressing against her, giving her delicious friction and stimulation. She squirmed more, panting, loving the feeling of her husband’s mouth on her body.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, angling his head up to kiss her again on the lips, then he dragged the teddy up to her waist.

“Should I take it off?” she asked. “Do you want me naked?”

“No,” he said, positioning himself between her legs, setting a thigh over each shoulder. “I like seeing your puckered breasts through the fabric.”

When his tongue touched her core, Emma arched her back.

Her hands found their way down to his head again. Her fingertips pressed into him, urging him on. But he didn’t need any urging. He lapped at her greedily, the tip of his tongue flicking over her sensitive nub again and again.

He shifted her legs slightly, and without breaking his rhythm, he entered a finger slowly into her sheath. She clenched around it, the beads shifting in her ass, causing her to cry out. “Ah! This feels so wonderful and different,” she moaned. “I love it.”

He glanced up, grinning. “Pass me the lube.”

She grabbed it off the bed stand with one arm and handed it to him.

The moment the cool liquid hit her sensitive parts, she nearly orgasmed immediately.

“Oh!” she cried. “That’s so—”

His tongue was back on her, more intensely this time as he sucked and licked her with reckless abandon, all while his finger made lazy circles on her G-spot.

“I’m not going to last long,” she panted. “It feels too fucking good.”

“That’s the idea, babe,” he said between licks. “I want you to come hard for me so I can sink my cock in deep.”

His words made her nipples tighten, and she began to rock her pelvis against his mouth. Everything was beyond fantastic. As she undulated, the beads shifted more, and her orgasm began to build faster. The tingling started deep in her thighs and wound its way up. “I’m almost there.” She wiggled against his mouth, causing his tongue to press against her harder.

Pete eased another finger inside her and began to thrust them in and out. “Come for me,” he told her as he quickened the pace.

After a few more licks from his talented tongue, she called his name and everything around her dissolved into blissful sensations as she orgasmed.

Pete eased back, keeping his fingers inside her, and as she orgasmed, he used his other hand to slowly pull the beads out, one by one.

As each one came out, Emma’s orgasm intensified, rocketing pleasure through her body, causing intense aftershocks. “That’s so good,” she moaned. “Oh!”

Once they were out, Pete tossed them onto a towel, gathered her legs, and rolled her up, spreading her thighs apart. “I’m not waiting one more second.” He positioned his cock at her opening, teasing the tip up and down against her clit, making her moan.

“Yes, now,” she pleaded. “Please. I want to feel you inside.”

He seated himself, rocking into her.

She closed her eyes, clutching the covers in her hands, bucking her hips into him, as she exploded again.

This was by far the best way she could’ve hoped to end this vacation.

* * *

As Pete sank himself into her wetness, he tried not to come instantly as Emma clenched around him, coming again. He wanted to last a few precious moments and enjoy it. This was their last night at the resort, and savoring it was in order. “So wet,” he managed. “I’m so close.”

He stilled inside her and she locked her legs around his hips.

A few moments later, she opened her eyes, grinning at him. “Trying not to come, huh?” she said. “I can fix that.” She began to fuck him, sliding off and on his cock like a piston. “Damn, I love that you’re so big. It’s so easy to come—” She arched her head back into the covers, her breath hitching and her breasts heaving as she orgasmed again.

Pete closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

It felt so good, but he didn’t want to have his release just yet. “You’re a total tease, you know that?” He stilled her by reaching around and gripping her bare ass, pinning it to him with his hands. “I’m not going to come until I’m good and ready. Understood?”

She gave a low, throaty laugh. “Maybe you should get the barbecue chips. I’m getting hungry after all these orgasms. We can have a quick snack, and you can take a break.”

He bent over, grabbed his wife by the waist, and hauled her up. “There will be no breaking and no chips in this bed. The only thing that’s happening here is fucking.”

She came up gracefully, staying fully locked on him, her arms winding around to grip his shoulders. He cupped her ass in his lap, and Emma immediately began to lift herself up and down. He loved this position, both of them sitting. He angled his cock up to meet her, and the mattress began to rock.

“I like being on top,” she purred into his neck while she arched up on him. “The control is divine.”

“I’m the one in control,” he answered, almost needing to bite the inside of his cheek because it felt so good, “so don’t forget it.” To demonstrate, he thrust up hard as she came down, causing her to moan as their bodies met with a loud clap.

“I forgot you were in charge,” she whispered to him wryly. “Probably because I can do this.” She arched back, arms over her head, her shoulders hitting the mattress, and began to pump onto his cock with her hips like she was riding a joystick.

“Jesus! You win! I’m going to come,” he called.

He exploded inside her, grinding against her. She pressed her pelvis into him as he came, rubbing her clit against his body. She yelled as she orgasmed again.

When he came down to earth, he dragged his limp wife back into his arms. He stroked her back, murmuring in her ear, “That was a perfect way to end our vacation.”