I do. Those are the only words I'm able to remember from the entire ceremony. I know Matt had held an entire speech, but I would have to see the footage to know what it is he said. The only thing I could focus on was the sparkle in his eyes as soon as he saw me walking down the aisle. Not even bothered to hide the tears leaking from his eyes as he smiled the most radiant smile I'd ever seen on his lips. Not that I did much better... He had literally stolen my breath away the second he turned to gaze at me. He looked like fucking Apollo himself. Standing there in his dark tux, molded over his toned body in absolute perfection. His messy hair was now cut shorter and his beard was neatly trimmed so he looked freshened up for the occasion. I had to keep myself from drooling all over the floor as I made my way to him, glad that Alex had a sturdy hold on me since my legs were trembling with the anticipation, that I was to be married to this gorgeous specimen.

The second his gruff hands captured mine I lost sight of everything around me. Only able to see him. My man, my love ...my home. I also speeched somewhere along the way, and all I'm hoping is that I actually stook to my script! Again, I really need to watch that tape as soon as I get the chance!

Matt even had to squeeze my hands when it was time for me to speak up, I was so distracted I hadn't heard a word the guy said. Earning a soft chuckle from him as I quickly muttered an embarrassed "Yes! I do!". Thank fuck that had been the right answer to the right question, otherwise, I would've made a complete fool of myself. Even though I skipped all the traditional stuff... Yes, I Lexi, la-di-la... Will take Mattheo, la-di-da... Nope, none of that. Luckily my thoughtful man caught on pretty quickly also answering with a simple "I do." in the most natural way as if we'd rehearsed it that way, and it was perfect like that. We were perfect like that...

I immediately broke down crying as soon as the words had left his mouth. Matt crushed me against him, his lips on top of mine before the priest even said so. I clamped onto him, both smiling and weeping as we kissed.

The party went exactly as I imagined it to be. Complete and utter chaos with a lot of laughing mixed in between. I think I speak for both of us when I say we regretted asking our best friends to make a toast. Ever since Rebekah's wedding, we anticipated her going all out, having completely forgotten about Néomy in the process. Matt and I were both mortified at times, but we also laughed so hard that we nearly fell on the floor. While I crossed my fingers in the meantime, hoping that none of the reporters had slipped inside... If one of them would've gotten their hands on any one of the photographs or stories that got told it would easily mean the end of our careers, along with a lifetime of embarrassment that came along with it.

But despite my worries up front, especially because the only party Matt and I had survived without battle scars up until now was Rebekah's wedding, everything went smoothly. I even ended up inviting my uncle and his family for the occasion. At first, it was a bit awkward. More so for Alex and Rebekah than it was for me. But we all ended up chatting and laughing as any ordinary family would. In the end, I even gave in to Matt's request by singing the song I sang for him in the hospital at our reception. He couldn't help but bawl as soon as the music started, not having expected me to follow through with that, almost causing me to choke up in the middle of it too.

It was the perfect fairytale wedding any girl could wish for... Until now...

'Baby, if you want us to go on our honeymoon you have to let go of the girls...'

Matt snickers as I keep kissing them over and over again. I can't help it! I think as I keep doting on my gorgeous girls who are now six months old. I'd given birth to three gorgeous healthy girls. Tatiana was the firstborn, Maritza came second and Luisa was the youngest of the three. Matt and I decided to stick with our roots and give them traditional names since they were all dark-haired beauties, resembling their daddy.

'Don't act like you're not having a hard time.'

I murmur ticking Maritza's feet. Just like Rebekah and I had, they were blessed with distinctive features to tell them apart. With my sister and me, it had been our hair. With the girls, it had been their eye color. Maritza's eyes resemble her daddy's since they're a sparkly bright green whereas Luisa has ocean blue eyes like her mother. However, Tatiana's appearance is true to her heritage with her dark hair and brown eyes.

The three of them are the sparking lights in all of our lives. By now Matt and I were glad we got three girls, otherwise, their aunts and uncles would fight over them so much we would barely be able to hold our babies ourselves. No one could get enough of them, and up until now, the three little ones didn't seem to mind all the loving attention either...

'Of course, I'm having a hard time too... But we talked about this, beautiful.'

Matt smiles, kissing Luisa's nose before handing her over to Rebekah. I can't help but smile as he continues to gaze over her like a loving father. I know you hate this too... I sigh, knowing what an incredible father he is to his daughters. He'd been lovestruck the second he laid his eyes on the girls, and I know for a fact he would do anything for them.

'I'm not sure I can do this...'

I mumble, ignoring his words. Cradling Tatiana close to my chest as I shower her with another wave of kisses. It's the first time we're going to be away from them for so long... I lament, my motherly instincts begging me to stay put.

'Gorgeous...'

Matt sighs with a smile, prying Tatiana loose from my arms and handing her over to Rebekah as well before he grabs my hands. Giving me a gentle smile as he rubs his thumbs over my skin while he murmurs dotingly.

'We agreed to do this. Especially since there's going to be a day where you're going to be performing again. I know that's not what you want right now, but the longer you wait the harder it'll get. Not just for you but the girls too. You said so as well. Everyone agreed to pitch in, especially because it's the first time we're going to be away from them.'

'I know you're right! It's just~'

I whisper with a hitched breath, trying not to break down into tears. It's not that I don't want to go on our honeymoon, it's just that I'm not sure I'm ready to let go of them already... I whimper, my hands already itching to hold one of them.

'...It's hard.'

Matt finishes for me. His hands still stroking my hands as he tilts his head to look at the girls while he says.

'We already agreed to cut back to four days instead of an entire week. Now, look around... They are in perfectly capable hands.'

I chuckle a laugh, almost feeling idiotic for making such a big deal about this while there's an entire entourage standing ready to take care of our triplets. Rebekah holds both Luisa and Tatiana while Néomy holds Maritza in her arms. Alex, Tyler, Rosa, Melody, Dolores, and Eduardo standing behind them. Even Ryan, Kendall, Ruby, Shelby, and Jake are standing on the side as reinforcements. Ya'll look like a special task force ready for your assignment. I snort to myself. Every one of them smiling over at us, except for Shelby who's pulling funny faces towards the girls, making them snicker softly.

'Fine...'

I chuckle reluctantly, knowing they're all right and I should grant both Matt and myself the chance to enjoy our honeymoon without our kids present. Matt squeezes my hands, knowing exactly how hard it is to say goodbye to them, if only for a few days. Afraid I might change my mind Dolores immediately claps her hands together as she speaks up with a merry voice.

'Good! Venga, venga... I promise we'll spoil those girls rotten while you're gone, now go and enjoy your private time together.'

Venga, in other words, come on or hurry along. I chuckle to myself, glad I'm at least starting to understand some of the common phrases in Spanish. I wanted Matt's family to be able to communicate like they normally would with each other when I'm around, which meant I had to brush up on my linguistics. I can still vividly remember the night we told them they were going to be grandparents to triplets. I smile as Dolores playfully pries one of her grandbabies away from Rebekah. She had jumped in the air from excitement whereas Eduardo did exactly what his son was afraid of, he passed out.

'I know that humorous glimmer in your eyes... You're thinking about my dad fainting again, aren't you?'

Matt chuckles as he kisses my hand, guiding me towards the car. Duh! I giggle silently, about to answer him when I get a little smack at the back of my head and Eduardo mutters.

'Yes, she was. And now that you're a Blackwell and my daughter-in-law I should teach you some manners. It's not polite to laugh about other people in public.'

He tries to sound harsh, but the grin on his lips tells me he's just fooling around. I shrug my shoulders, telling him it's his own fault since it didn't only happen once ...but twice. The second he came to and asked for confirmation he'd heard us right he fainted again the second we answered yes. Dolores ended up waking him up using her slipper as she cursed under her breath he shouldn't act so overdramatic.

'I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard.'

I snort, thinking back on the whole debacle. It was just too funny... Eduardo sighs, resigning to the fact we're going to make fun of him until he's on his deathbed. Doloris and Matt snicker alongside me as well until the lot of us reach the limousine.

'I love you...'

I tell the girls, giving them all one more kiss. Matt does the same before pulling me towards the door, but I stop him once more. Turning to the group of people standing on the sidewalk. Our family. Some connecting us with blood and others we'd chosen somewhere along the line ourselves. All of them standing around our three little bundles of joy, like a protective wall causing me to smile as I tell them.

'Thanks, everyone. Truly... For everything ...you're all the best.'

Matt smiles too, kissing my temple as everyone cheers while we get in the car. Rebekah, Dolores, and Néomy all use their hands to make the girls wave at us while the two of us drive off...

***

'Are you done yet?'

Matt grumbles from behind the bathroom door, probably lazying on the bed. Trying to be patient as I'm still cooped up in the massive bathroom of our suite. Like a true gentleman, he had carried me all the way inside bridal style, even if I obliged to it at first. Not because I didn't find it romantic, but more worried about his back since my dress weight a ton. He made me shut up about it, first rolling his eyes before kissing me.

The second we strolled into the room and he set me down on my feet I'd asked him to loosen the back of my dress before disappearing in the bathroom. I still had one ace up my sleeve for our wedding night and I couldn't wait to show Matt. But I needed to get all the layers of fabric off my body in order to do that, which took a lot longer on my own than I anticipated.

'I'm almost done... I promise it'll be worth the wait.'

I tell him, glancing in the mirror once more to make sure my lingerie is on perfectly before slipping on the white lace nightgown that came along with it. Not that white actually had meaning anymore, my purity was long gone by now... I snort to myself since we already had triple proof of that. Still glad Matt was the one to take my innocence, even if that was before marriage. Knowing he is the only man to ever satisfy me makes me the happiest woman alive. I smile, my cheeks rosy as I glance down at my dress.

'You're doing this just to torture me, aren't you?'

Matt laughs ironically making me giggle as his voice pulls me back out of my daze. Positioning the dress in such a way Matt won't be able to notice before I open up the door, striking a pose against the frame while I whisper.

'You're just too much of an impatient man, Mattheo Blackwell.'

'¡Olé!'

Matt grins hungrily as soon as he lays his eyes on me. Propping himself up from the bed and strolling over to me as he continues in a husk tone.

'You were right Mrs. Blackwell... This was definitely worth the wait.'

I sigh almost feverishly hearing him call me by his last name. My eyes wander over his body since he's still wearing his tux, although his tie is now loosely hanging along his neck and the first buttons of his shirt are already undone giving me a glimpse of the tattoo across his chest. He grabs me by the hips, pulling me tightly against him while he bends down to kiss me. God, you're such a good kisser! I groan against his lips, having missed these intimate moments between us. It's not like our sex life has died or anything, but our three little girls manage to ruin the mood more often than not. It's like they have sirens going off the second Matt and I were trying to get intimate. We'd become more creative, that's for sure. I think laughingly as Matt's tongue delves into my mouth. I curl my hands around his tie, kissing him even harder while tugging on his neck. Meanwhile, Matt cradles my face in his hands, his teeth nibbling on my lip before he pulls back slightly and whispers.

'You're absolutely breathtaking ...my beautiful wife.'

'You look like a stud as well...'

I smirk against his mouth before kissing him again, tangling my hand in his cropped hair as I nudge him towards the bed. Pushing his shoulders to make him sit down on the edge of the mattress. He happily complies, leaning back as he gazes up at me. His eyes devour my body as I put my knee between his leg while I start to unbutton his shirt.

'Can't wait until it's my turn...'

Matt grins as his eyes roam over the tiny dress imagining what's underneath it. You have no idea... I smile, popping the buttons one by one, slipping my nails over his abs in the meantime making his muscles contract under my touch.

'First, I'm going to take my sweet time...'

I whisper against the flesh of his neck, placing a gentle kiss on his collarbone before peeling the fabric over his shoulders, slowly rolling it down his arms. Feathering his skin with my lips as I gradually slide down to my knees once his upper body is fully unclothed.

'You almost look like an innocent fairy sitting like that... With your hair tumbling over your shoulders and that white lace dress on.'

Matt smiles, his pupils dilated with lust as he watches my every move. His comparison makes me giggle as I ask with a pout.

'Almost?'

He grins, tangling his fist in my hair so I'm not able to avert my eyes from him. The sudden movement causes my hands to freeze at the rim of his pants as he whispers in a gruff voice.

'Yeah, almost... Because there's nothing innocent about you, is there little vixen?'

My lip curls up in a smirk as I forcefully yank on his jeans and reply.

'True... But you like it that way, don't you?'

'I love it.'

He groans, dragging my head over the bulge in his pants before hoisting me back on my feet. I bite my lip, suppressing a moan since I love it whenever Matt gets all dominating with me.

'My turn.'

He smirks, letting go of my hair before he drags his hands over my body. Fuck... I breathe as his fingers easily locate my nipples through the fabric of my dress giving them a squeeze before he travels further down. The feeling of his gruff hands exploring me is enough to make me tilt my head in pleasure as I whisper with a smile.

'I've got another surprise for you...'

'I know. I've been dying to see what you're wearing underneath... Please tell me you didn't take off the garter yet?'

He groans, placing a kiss over my belly in the same manner he'd done over a hundred times when I was still pregnant.

'Why? Are you still sulking I wouldn't let you pull it off with your teeth at the reception?'

I ask, tugging his hair so he'll look into my eyes. He digs his fingers in my ass, giving one side a little smack as he grumbles in response.

'I was looking forward to that part and you denied it to me.'

'I hope I won't disappoint you now either then.'

I giggle slightly worried, forcing his eyes to stay focussed on mine. Upon hearing this Matt yanks me against his body, rolling us both over so he's on top of me as he asks in a demanding tone.

'You took it off yourself?'

'Nope... It's more like neither of us can take it off...'

I whisper biting my lip. Matt looks at me quizically, his broad frame towering over me as I guide his hand down my body and place it over my thigh while I tell him with a thick sweet voice.

'This is my wedding gift to you...'

He looks at me even more confused, his fingers stroking my skin until he suddenly freezes. Mhm, you get it now? I smirk as his brows knit together and he gently tracks the slightly uneven skin under his fingertips while he murmurs at me before glancing down.

'I know that feeling...'

His eyes grow wide before he looks back up at me and asks taken aback.

'You got a tattoo ...for me?'

I smile down at him, unable to answer since his head instantly delves between my legs making me giggle as he examines the tattoo. A hoarse groan leaves his lips in response as he drags his tongue over the inside of my thigh causing me to shiver.

'You crazy woman! You got a garter tattooed on your leg.'

He states instead of asking it like a question since the proof is right in front of his nose. Literally.

'It's not just any garter...'

I breathe, having trouble to concentrate with Matt's head buried between my legs. Matt briefly glances up at me, one of his eyebrows raised before he frantically starts kissing my leg. Making sure to be careful as he can easily tell it has only been a few days since I got it, bending my leg so he's able to view it from the side. The second he does this movement and his eyes follow he comes to a standstill and his breathing exhilarates. His hot breath fans my skin causing goosebumps to trickle from my thighs all the way up my belly. For you baby. I think as my breathing becomes more erratic as well when he lets his fingertips gently trace over the lines and he whispers in awe.

'...That's my gun.'

I nod even if he isn't able to see it, stroking my fingers through his raven locks as I tell him with a smile.

'Trust me when I say you didn't make it easy for us to pull this off.'

He barks a laugh, clearly remembering how hostile he was when Rebekah ordered him to another room for the past week.

'So that was the reason you wanted to sleep separately for the wedding.'

He chuckles, his eyes still tracking every colored line as if he's grading Rebekah's homework as a teacher would do with his student. I nod again as his gruff hands cause my muscles to quiver under his touch while he asks with interest.

'How bad was it? I know the inside of the leg isn't a particularly nice place to get tattooed... Especially with your sensitive skin.'

He adds with a murmur before kissing the inside of my leg making me draw a sharp breath. If you want me to answer, you oughta stop doing that. I curse, tilting my head back. Hypnotized by the tingling feeling as I rasp.

'Seems all w-worth it ... now I've s-seen your ... r-reaction.'

He growls against my thigh in approval. The rumbling of his chest sends a jolt of pleasure between my legs as he continues to kiss the lace-like lines while I murmur with a shaky breath.

'So I take it you ...l-like it?'

'Like it?'

He swears, tipping his head back up so he can look me in the eyes. His green emerald pools shine with pride as he crawls back up to me as he says hoarsely.

'I fucking love it! I didn't think you could get any sexier than you already were, but damn...'

He groans the last part, driving his crotch against me while grabbing my thigh with his large hand. His hand cradling the place his gun is tattooed as he continues with a murmur.

'Just promise me that if you ever decide to get another one, I'll be the only one to touch your skin... I feel stupid for asking, but a part of me is jealous your sister got to do the honors instead of me.'

I give him a small nod, silently telling him I wouldn't want to have it any other way before placing a soft kiss on his lips.

'I can also assure you that if it had been any other tattoo artist to apply a tattoo like that on the inside of your legs I would've gone berserk.'

'Who says it was Bhek's?'

I ask teasingly, earning an eye roll in return as he mutters.

'Nice try, but I'd recognize your sister's handiwork anywhere.'

'Of course, you do.'

I huff almost disappointed, loving it whenever Matt gets possessive of me. Almost hoping he would. It's sexy as hell. He looks back at me, humor written in his features like he knows exactly what I'm thinking. He playfully bites the inside of my leg, just above the tattoo to make sure he won't hurt me as he murmurs in a deep voice.

'You are mine, Lexi Blackwell... Body and soul, I own you now. Mine, and mine alone! I won't share you with anyone.'

His words cause a rimple effect to roll over my body. Like his words are pulling the strings, without his hands having to, making my body quiver and shudder to his will as I moan softly in response. You can have everything, every damn inch... He grins at my reaction, kissing the inside of my other leg before he lets his hands glide over my dress. A thirsty look in his eyes as he hoists himself back over to me and rasps in a deep voice.

'Say I'm yours forever... Tell me you'll never want another man in your bed.'

'I already did, this afternoon...'

I breathe in response, brushing his face with my fingers. His eyes close briefly at my touch while he huffs a laugh at my answer before he mumbles humorously, a hint of shame mixed in as well.

'Then say it again... I was so captivated with you during the ceremony I barely remember a thing.'

'You too?'

I ask giggling. My response is enough to make him open his eyes again as he barks another laugh, realizing both of us were too distracted for our own good.

'Mattheo Blackwell, I'm yours... You always have and always will be the only man I want. I love you.'

I whisper happy to comply with his needs. There's no one else but you. He throws me a satisfied smirk, his eyes shining with pure adoration while he plays with my curls and he murmurs in return.

'I love you too, beautiful... I'm the luckiest guy on earth to have you as my wife. The perfect mamá to our gorgeous little girls...'

He smiles proudly before bending down to kiss me. I immediately capture his hips with my legs while I tangle my arms around his neck, wanting nothing more than for him to devour me completely tonight. With my nails I dig into the skin of his back as his tongue delves into my mouth, fighting for dominance. His broad frame towering over me completely and I wish I could drown in it forever, the smell of him is so intoxicating it makes my heart pound feverishly every time again. I'll never get tired of this... I breathe to myself as I bite his lip earning a groan in response. ...Of you. I finish myself, moaning into his mouth as I feel his hands slide underneath my lace dress.

When he pulls back both of us are panting vigorously, our eyes still locked as he slowly drags the fabric over my body. The amount of concentration he's able to maintain is praiseworthy as he never averts his eyes from mine to glance down, not even as he pulls it over my head before throwing it to the side. I'm completely lost in his emerald pools of devotion, my entire body hot from the intensity within them as he whispers brushing my cheek.

'So incredibly beautiful... What did I ever do to deserve you?'

His voice is so soft and husk at the same time it steals my breath away. Not finding the right words to answer I lunge myself at him. My fingers cling onto him as I rake his hair and delve my tongue into his mouth. He groans in response, wrapping one of his arms around my waist, playing with one of the straps of my lingerie while he hooks the other behind my neck. Fuck, Matty... I curse as I scrape my nails over his broad shoulders, having already memorized every dip and curve of his entire body within the last year. With my teeth I tug on his lip between kisses, earning a soft growl before he suddenly twists around making me sit on his lap as he breaks loose from our kiss and rasps.

'Put on a show for me darling.'

I know he's referring to the negligee since he has still up until now refrained himself from looking down even though his fingers have traveled to my hips by now and he's playing with the little frill between his fingertips. I can't help but smile almost devilishly as I continue to look him in the eyes while I playfully flick his chest with the back of my hand, forcing him to lay down on the mattress as I purposely drive my ass into his crotch.

'Oyé!'

Matt swears as he watches me while I brush my fingers over my exposed skin, starting with my neck and going down inch by inch. Matt's eyes follow my every move while he grabs my ass and grumbles.

'This can not be considered underwear...'

I give him a small pout, stroking my fingers alongside the tiny lace straps covering my nipples as I ask innocently.

'You don't like it?'

'I never said that.'

He says with a smug smile, his eyes ravenously raking over my entire body. It's called a bodysuit, even though I'm still confounded since it doesn't really cover anything. I snicker silently as I let my hands drift further down the two small strips of fabric towards my sex.

'I thought you might appreciate it.'

I grin, biting my lip as I play with the little red bowtie between my breasts that holds everything together. It's literally two thin slivers of white lace that are tied around my neck leading down over my breasts, stomach, and between my legs along with a few tiny straps that hold everything into place, leaving pretty much nothing to the imagination. Matt seems to agree in that aspect since his rock-hard dick is already pressing against me begging to get set free.

'I can't wait to unwrap my wife's wedding gift...'

Matt bites out as I move my hips again, making sure I drag my soaked lips over his entire length as I breathe heavily.

'You can leave that for later... This was designed so you can enjoy it while I've still got it on...'

Matt's eyes turn a deeper darker shade of green as they flash down between my legs. His fingers dig into my butt and thighs as he forcefully buckles my hips.

'Jesus, fuck!'

He growls as soon as he sees the little slit in the middle, framing my wet pussy perfectly into view. His well-renowned patience immediately flies out of the window as he tackles me down on the bed, pinning my arms above his head.

'You were wearing this the entire day?!'

He groans almost painfully as he uses one hand to keep me captured while he slips the other between my legs. Teasing me with his fingertips as his eyes bore into mine, flaming with desire.

'N-No... Didn't w-work with the dr-dress, mhmm! I... I put th-this on j-just for you...'

I whisper out of breath, my back arched as my entire body quivers at his touch.

'You're telling me you wore your regular undies underneath that dress?'

He asks almost demanding as his middle finger slowly circles around my clit.

'Y-Yes.'

I gasp, struggling to keep my eyes open. But his domineering gaze demands me to remain eye contact as I stammer.

'With a dress l-like that c-comfort is key. I wore a hi-hipster underneath ... and the c-corset had a b-bra sewn into the dr-dress ... so I didn't need th-that either.'

'So no sweet opening leading down the middle with which you've been teasing me with unknowingly?'

He asks in a low tone flicking his finger against my swollen bud. I wildly shake my head, unable to keep my eyes open any longer when he suddenly slides his finger inside of me. F-Fuck! A moan rolls from my lips as he bends his finger inside of me, rubbing against my sweet spot.

'Good.'

He grunts and I'm not sure whether he's still talking about my underwear, or if it's the reactions I'm giving him before his mouth latches onto my left breast. Furiously sucking on my hard nipple through the white rugged material as his fingers continue to play with my throbbing pussy.

'Fuck, baby!'

I swear as I fight to break loose from his hold, desperate to tangle my fingers in his hair and rake my hands over his body too, but he won't let me. His eyes filled with an untameable thirst while his lips show a hint of humor as he watches me squirm underneath him.

'Matty, please...'

I plead between a moan as he switches to my other boob, hit teeth plucking through the fabric as I'm left completely at his mercy. Oh God, please... I feel as if I'm about to go insane when he slips another finger inside of me while he rubs my clit with the tip of his thumb, quickly turning me into a panting mess underneath him as he rasps.

'You want me to let you go already? You seem to like it though...'

'I~ I do! I just need to ...touch you!'

I breathe, my back arching even more as he brushes his tongue over the drenched fabric covering my breast. Skillfully keeping it in place with his mouth as he continues to work his fingers in and out of me. He groans at my answer, his hot breath flaring my heated skin as he finally lets go of his grip around my wrists. The sudden release draws a whimper from my lips as I feverishly grab a hold of his hair and shoulders, clinging onto him as his movements get even more heated.

'You really need to grow that back out.'

I groan slightly frustrated, not able to maintain a solid grip on his hair now that he cropped it for the wedding.

'I thought you would like it since it's almost as short as I used to have it when we were young?'

Matt asks with a chuckle as he stops assaulting me with his mouth so he can look up at him and I can feel my cheeks flare a little as I mumble.

'I was naive back then... I had no idea how damn sexy it is to tug at your hair during sex.'

'Just when we're having sex?'

Matt asks amused, one eyebrow lifted as he peers up at me. I roll my eyes at him, the corner of my lip quirked up in a smile as I whisper sweetly clicking my tongue.

'Baby, I fucking love your long hair ...alright?'

His eyes twinkle with delight as he pecks me on my nose and whispers with a smirk.

'I was already planning on growing it back, I just wanted you to admit you liked it better like that.'

I shake my head laughing as I softly jank at the stubble on his jaw, glad he didn't shave that off before I pull him up to me in a kiss.

'I love you for you, Mattheo...'

I breathe when I pull back from our kiss. He plucks my lips once more in reaction, a soft smile visible at the corner of his lips as his emerald eyes sparkle with devotion. The precious moment only lasts for a second as he strokes my bottom lip with his thumb until his eyes suddenly darken with mischief again. Before I'm even able to register what is happening he flips me on my stomach as he mutters in a low voice.

'Fucking hell, you have to stop acting so damn cute, otherwise~'

He stops mid-sentence, his hands still on my hips as he lifts my ass in the air and swears under his breath.

'Joder!'

Even if he just said fuck in his native tongue, I flush at his raw deep rumble. Realizing he's reacting to the back of my lingerie as he drags his mouth over my backside while he finishes his previous sentence in a playful murmur.

'Otherwise, I might eat you...'

His teeth scrape at the flesh of my ass as soon as his voice dies out and I bite my lip from trying to make any sounds. Another satisfied growl leaves his lips as he trails his hands over my body before he whispers.

'You should wear this kinda stuff more often... Cute and sexy on the front, fucking slutty on the back...'

He grins as he positions himself behind me. Clearly enjoying the view as his fingers trace down the five thin straps holding the back together. Hooking his fingers behind one of the rings, positioned just above my ass, compelling my butt even higher in the air.

'...Damn, you look sexy!'

He swears again as he slowly spreads my ass apart, giving him a perfect view between my legs.

'Mhmm, what's this?'

He groans as his smirk only widens at the sight of the heart-shaped butt plug I prepared myself with earlier in the bathroom. His fingers play with the little piece sticking out causing me to moan in response.

'Dios Mio, tonight you're not going to escape me again. I'm going to take you from every angle, so you better prepared ...although that outfit tells me you had the same thing in mind.'

He grins as he teases my entrance with one of his fingers while he's still playing with the plug stuck in my ass with the other hand.

'I h-had a feeling ...ahhh! Y-You were g-going to like it, mhm-ahh!'

I moan, not having forgotten about the way he reluctantly let go of me two weeks ago when the girls woke up just when we were getting it on in the bedroom. Neither of us opposed to trying new stuff with each other, although the girls had a different take on that since Matt was about to fuck me anal for the first time when one of them started to cry and I had to get up to give her her bottle. He groans in response, pressing his palm against the red stone, pushing it even deeper inside of me causing me to arch my back with a whimper as he rumbles.

'So this is why you took so long in the bathroom, dirty little thing... Preparing yourself for a nice ass fucking while you put on this smoking outfit?'

His words cause me to flush even harder, but he doesn't give me the time to get embarrassed about it as he slips his finger inside of me. F-Fuck! I groan, clasping my eyes shut as I hear him unbuckle his belt.

His finger slowly works its way in and out of me, making me even hornier than I already am. Ever since our little escapade in the hallway during Rebekah's wedding, we'd been going at it like rabbits until the girls were born. Ever since then, we had made a good effort once I had healed up but judging from both his and my reactions it wasn't nearly enough.

'...M-Matt.'

I beg him to hurry along, my voice quivering with need as he adds another finger. Scissoring them inside of me before pulling back out as he steps off the bed so he can shrug his pants off while he grumbles in a low tone.

'Don't you dare move...'

His command makes the muscles in my legs clamp up as I wiggle my butt, looking over my shoulder to him while I whisper huskily.

'Or else what?'

He gives me a sly smile, purposely teasing me by jerking his hard cock with his hand as he looks down at me and mumbles.

'Or else I'll have to punish that tight sweet ass of yours again...'

He flicks his loose hand across one of my cheeks, the sudden clash along with the plug stuffed in my ass causing me to yelp in pleasure. O-Oh, God! I pant as I jerk my head back, feeling the bed dip as Matt crawls back up behind me. His hand gently strokes the spot he hit while he buckles his hips against my ass, his erection teasing me from behind as he mumbles.

'That's right... You like it when I teach you a lesson, don't you?'

I shake my head, trying to deny it although I know he won't fall for it since I've proven over and over again how much it turns me on when he gets rough with me. He clicks his tongue in response, making a "tsk" sound before he smacks the other side.

'Sweet Jesus!'

I cuss between another moan, sure that he left a stain in the form of his handprint as he soothes that spot too. My legs trembling vividly and I can feel my own arousal drip onto his member.

'You can deny it all you want... You're so damn wet, your body is begging to get fucked already.'

Matt growls pulling his hips back as he drags his hands over my spine and I can't help but groan frustratedly at the loss of his cock. He chuckles a laugh as he bends down, his breath brushing over my soaked lips as he asks amusedly.

'Something wrong darling?'

I bite my lip, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of bending to his will. Or just because I want him to continue this sweet torture, I honestly don't know. Without realizing it I twist my hips even further, desperate for him to touch me in any way making him chuckle again. The feeling of his irregular breathing against me is enough to coax another soft moan from my lips as I dig my nails into the sheets. Matt's mouth immediately lashes onto my pussy in response, a hungry growl leaving his lips as he sucks on my clit before slipping his tongue inside of me.

'Ahhh, f-fuck!'

I swear, panting for air as he grabs ahold of my legs, spreading me even further apart as he hungrily eats me out. The movements with his mouth are so intoxicating I'm already in euphoria, release quickly building inside of me. But before I manage to tip over the edge Matt pulls back, not granting me the fulfillment as he grumbles with a hoarse voice.

'You're not cumming ...yet. I want to hear you beg for it.'

God dammit, your voice alone is enough to make me beg! I cuss silently as I feel myself throbbing with the need to come. Matt's fingers stroke my lips ever so slightly, making me jiggle my hips in the hope that he slides them inside of me.

'P-Please...'

I whimper overtaken with lust, trying to move once more. But Matt's grip on my hips is too strong, preventing me from any movement as he aligns himself behind me again. The tip of his cock brushes against my folds as he asks.

'Please what?'

'P-Please ...fuck me. M-Make me come... Do whatever you w-want with me, j-just~'

I plead, my body jolting slightly every time I feel his cock against me. Matt's chest rumbles with laughter as he continues to pester me till no end, his tip inching inside of me just enough to make me quiver in delight before he pulls back out again as he mumbles.

'Just ...what?'

'J-Just do whatever the fuck y-you want! As long a-as I can cum!'

I scream, not caring if someone in the hotel might hear us. Matt groans happily, swiftly burying himself deep inside of me and I gasp at the sudden intrusion. My walls instantly clasp around his shaft as he holds himself still inside of me.

'Ahhh, y-yes...'

I breathe, not used to feeling so full. The foreign sensation of the buttplug still stuck in my ass while his cock is buried inside of my pussy and it feels so good it surprises not only me but Matt too as he groans, gripping my hips even tighter against him.

'Fuck, you're even tighter like this...'

He hisses as he starts rolling his hips. The fingers from one of his hands play with the plug in my ass, earning another string of moans from my lips before he returns his grip on my butt. Needing both hands as he slams his cock inside of me over and over again.

'P-Please, M-Mattheo...'

I pant, the pleasure rolling over me with every wave making it too much to handle. I need to cum! I plead at him, looking over my shoulders. My eyes drunk with sex as I buckle my hips to his every move.

'You need it that bad?'

He smirks between ragged breaths. His nails dig in my ass as he increases his paste even more leaving me a moaning mess as I try to match his rhythm and beg.

'Y-Yes!'

'Then cum!'

He demands as he strikes his palm over my ass again. The friction along with his cock slamming inside of me and the plug tingling in my ass overwhelm me with pleasure, and I instantly start trembling around his hard dick. Moaning and groaning as I arch my back and ride out my orgasm.

Matt doesn't give me the chance to collect myself as he continues his hard strokes, fucking me at a relentless paste while his fingers dive back to the plug inside my ass. Playing and tugging on it as he moans.

'You look so slutty like this, beautiful... I'm almost reluctant to drag it out.'

I want to respond, but before I get the chance he pops it out already. The sudden release coaxes another whimper from my lips. Sh-Shit. I breathe as his cock continues to delve inside of my pussy. Now at a slower paste while he presses his thumb inside my ass, finger fucking me at the same time.

'I... I can't!'

I sputter, not sure if I can take so much pleasure all at once. His finger is sliding in and out of my ass at the same tempo his cock is fucking me. This was horny the first time around, but right now I feel like I'm going insane! I think as I clamp my walls around his cock, addicted to the sound of his huge cock sliding into my wet pussy.

'Don't tell me ... you wanna call quits ... already.'

Matt groans out of breath, his roguish voice sending another shiver over my back as I frantically shake my head. No... Don't stop! I whine quietly, my mind too occupied with taking in his assault on my body to phrase the words.

'Good girl.'

He grunts, slipping another finger into my ass making me moan in delight. His paste gets more irregular as he stretches my hole with his fingers. God, that feels so good! I sigh breathlessly, almost feeling as if I'm about to cum again when he suddenly pulls his dick out of me. His fingers too, stroking them past my drenched lips before shoving them back inside my ass. Not even giving me the time to protest as he starts working me more roughly, his other hand busy rubbing my clit.

'F—Fuck! Mhmm!'

I swear when he suddenly draws back his fingers so he can lick at the rim of my ass. Surprised by how good it feels, my body jerks in response to his soft tongue. Feeling both dirty and hot as hell as his tongue trails back and forth between my ass and my pussy, but every time I get close to climaxing Matt stops his movements making me curse in response.

'...So needy.'

He mumbles humoredly before slipping his tongue past my entrance again. So~ d-damn~ f-f-frustrating! I want to yell back at him, but I'm too distracted by his mouth to voice it aloud.

'Ah-aahhh!'

I moan loudly when he shoves his two fingers back inside my ass. Curling them inside of me before slowly adding the third finger. S-So full! I pant, helplessly clutching onto the sheets beneath me.

'You'll never f-fit.'

I whimper as he works his fingers in and out of me, suddenly afraid this might hurt like hell. Matt notices my distress too, his fingers slowing in their movements as he kisses my ass and mumbles in a softer tone.

'Trust me, it will...'

I can feel him spread his fingers inside of me, causing another moan to ripple from my lips as he chuckles hungrily.

'Your ass is practically begging for my cock.'

I know my cheeks are flaming red, from both anticipation and embarrassment but I pay it no mind since his movements are too hypnotizing for me to focus on anything else but that.

Once he's sure he has prepped me as good as possible he drags his fingers back out, lapping up some of the liquid that's running down my thighs with his mouth. Sucking at my pussy as well before spitting my arousal back into my ass to make it even more slippery. I want to oppose him since it makes me feel even dirtier. But fuck! It feels too damn good to stop him! I moan as he shoves his cock back into my pussy without warning. Pumping in and out of me a few times, coating his dick in my juices as well before he aligns himself in front of my ass as he says with a hoarse whisper.

'I'll go slow... Just try to relax...'

Easier said than done. I think, glad he's still rubbing my clit in a distraction as he pushes the tip of his cock inside.

'Sh-Shit!'

I groan, my voice pitched causing Matt to halt in his movements instantly as he asks.

'Should I stop?'

'N-No!'

I yelp, moving my ass slightly to get even more of him inside of me. The sensation is so strange I'm not sure whether I want it to stop or not. The slight sting begs me to stop while at the same time I can feel my pussy throb in ecstasy. Matt takes that as his cue to continue, slowly pushing himself deeper inside of me. Holding still in between to make sure I'm not in any pain before he presses on until he's buried completely inside of me.

'Fuck, gorgeous!'

Matt swears harshly as my entire body trembles around him. I thought your cock was big before ...but damn! I pant, biting down into the pillow laying next to me. Suddenly very glad Matt loosened me up before entering me.

'You alright, beautiful?'

Matt asks through clenched teeth, still fighting the primal urge to move. Yes! God, yes! I nod my head, not trusting myself enough to speak up as I keep my head tucked in the pillow waiting for him to take the lead. He slips his hand out from underneath me, grabbing my hips at both sides before he carefully draws back. Only leaving the tip of his cock inside before he drives himself back inside of me in one swift motion.

'Dear lord!'

I squeal as I slam my head backward, my eyes wide open. Matt pauses, his heavy breathing brushing against my neck as he asks almost pained.

'Did I ...hurt you?'

I frantically shake my head, wheezing a laugh as I look at him from the corner of my eyes and assure him that's not the problem ...at all.

'M-More like ...the opposite. You feel ...s-so good!'

He grins, hoisting my back against his chest. His hands play with the lace underneath my breasts as he whispers to make sure I'm alright.

'So I can move?'

I feverishly nod my head, signaling for him to continue. I lay my head back against his shoulder and wrap my arm around the back of his neck as if that would prepare me for what's about to happen next. Matt groans almost relieved, kissing my cheek before he starts to move again.

'Thank fuck... You're clenching me so tight I feel like I'm about to burst.'

He cusses between his strokes, drawing a short-winded laugh out of me. And a quivering moan leaves my lips every time he's completely inside of me. Why haven't we ever tried anal before?! I wonder, still in shock with how painless it is. Even more stunned by the fact that I already can feel myself getting addicted to this sensation.

'F-Faster.'

I whimper, captivated by his dark green eyes willing myself to hold his gaze. He grins devilishly in response, quickly picking up pace as a moan rolls from his gorgeous lips. God, you're so sexy! I groan as he tightens his hold around me. The possessiveness in his gruff big hands, together with the feeling of his toned back stirring against mine makes me melt in his hold.

'...My man.'

I whisper so softly I'm not sure he heard me until I notice his eyes tremble in response. The grin on his lips stretches even more widely while he continues to coax breathless moans from my mouth, moving his hips at the most delicious pace. Absolute perfection. I think as he groans in delight, matching my moans as my fingers play with the cropped hair above his neck.

'H-Harder.'

I beg him like a drug addict. Wanting more even though I'm already high on the drug called "Mattheo", always needing more to get fully satisfied. I roll my hips in sync with his thrusts, persuading him to give me what I want as he grumbles with a laugh.

'Stop bossing me around.'

'...You like it.'

I snort back, digging my ass even harder against him causing both of us to moan in response. And as if my actions have just unleashed the beast inside of him he throws me a wicked grin, his eyes sparkling with a dangerous glimmer while he clasps me tightly against him. One of his hands groping at my breasts while he slams his cock inside of me and growls.

'You're right. I love that promiscuous side of yours... The one only I know about!'

He kisses me again, swallowing my moans as his cock pounds into me without mercy. I feel like I'm about to be ripped apart! I cry silently, feeling my arousal running down my legs.

'Is this what you want, my dirty little wife?'

He whispers against the shell of my ear, his voice so hoarse it makes my eyes roll back as I whimper a "yes". My insides contract as I feel my second climax building inside of me, the feeling so overpowering I'm afraid I might pass out. My hands now desperately cling onto him as my body starts to shake violently. O-Oh, sh-shit! Matt immediately picks up on the hint, one of his hands darting between my legs and circulating over my clit as he uses the fingers of his other hand to pinch one of my nipples.

'Mhm! A-Ahhh!'

I yelp in euphoria as the pleasure he gives me from all angles immediately drives me over the brink. Oh, G-God! I heave, my body spasming in his hold as wave after wave of bliss rolls over me. S-So good! I think while Matt doesn't slow down, at all. Groaning like a wild animal before he also starts sucking on the skin at the crook of my neck.

'M-Matty!'

I yelp helplessly, holding onto him for dear life. I can't! My orgasm hits me with such force and intensity I'm afraid it'll go on forever.

'Fuck, you're so hot!'

Matt growls against my neck. And if possible, I swear I can feel him get even harder. His rough erratic thrusts along with his sexy tone cause me to gush all over his hand, earning another proud groan as he buries himself deep inside of me with one more stroke. F-Fuck! I tremble as he cums, hard. Grunting with contentment as his member pulsates inside of me. His muscles shaking against my back while he keeps his iron grip around me and swears gruffly.

'G—God, argh! ...Lexi!'

I hum in response, my mind hazy as I can only focus on the little fireworks floating around us and the feeling of him emptying himself inside of me. His load fills me to the brim as he drives himself in and out of me once more, sending another shudder through my bones before I slump back against him. D-Damn... The two of us struggle for air while we slowly come down from our high, our bodies coated in a layer of sweat. Some other liquids too... I giggle to myself, somehow relishing in the stickiness as I turn my face towards Matt's. Brushing my finger along his features and pecking his lips before I whisper content.

'That was ...something.'

'Something? It was bloody fucking perfect.'

Matt smirks kissing me back, his fingers toying with my rowdy curls. I smile back at him, an involuntary whimper coming from my lips as he draws himself out of me making him chuckle softly.

'You got the "fucking" part right...'

I murmur, my cheeks ablaze as I lean back against his chest. My body grows limp from exhaustion as I relish the feeling of Matt holding me close.

'I think I've just died and gone to heaven...'

I joke, cupping my hands over his. Bathing in the tranquil sensation after our passionate fucking session. The feverish drum of his heartbeat, singing to me like a lullaby while he whispers lovingly.

'In that case, I'm sure we're in heaven ...because I'm with you.'

His comment is so sleazy and sweet at the same time I can't help but giggle. You're such an idiot. I think, brushing my fingers through his hair before he places me down on the bed. Kissing my hand before he stands up and walks to the bathroom. I shamelessly watch his naked ass as he roams around searching for a towel. My eyes wander over his tattooed back as well, admiring every stroke of ink before he turns back around catching me in the act.

'Like what you see?'

I don't even try to hide my smile as he makes his way back to me. Purposely dragging my eyes down his torso while I murmur feverishly.

'I most certainly do...'

'Good. Because you're stuck with me now.'

Matt chuckles as he sits back down next to me, helping me to clean up as he spreads my legs so he can wipe off all of the excess fluids that have spilled down my thighs. I press my head back against the pillow, my hips having a mind of their own as they move willingly into his touch. The friction of his hand and the towel against my sensitive skin makes me groan softly just before he pulls back. Throwing the towel aside before he trails his fingers over the black fabric, which is still neatly in place.

Goosebumps trail along my skin following his strokes making me shiver slightly as he hooks his fingers underneath the red little bow between my breasts, a gentle smile on his face as he whispers.

'You're so beautiful...'

I blush even harder, not sure I'll ever get used to his compliments as I pluck his hand away from my chest pulling him closer to me. He complies with a laugh, laying down beside me before dragging me against his chest as I murmur teasingly.

'Beautiful and slutty... You can't seem to make up your mind.'

'I'm not going to either, you're both.'

Matt grins, his fingers stroking the thin band following the curve of my breast. Teasingly flicking his finger against my still erect nipple, I bite my lip in response needing more time to recover since my limbs feel as if they're made out of lead. Everything feels heavy and sore as I twist in his hold, burying my nose against his chest while I murmur glancing around the room.

'Never imagined we would end up back here...'

Matt smirks, following my line of sight towards the large window. A school of fish lazily wandering by as he tilts my head back up so I'll look at him instead when he says with a mocking smile.

'This is where I got my first real taste of you... Of course, I had to bring you back here for our honeymoon...'

I giggle at his choice of words, vividly remembering the night he took my virginity in this very same bed. I was completely blown off my feet when I found out we were heading to Ibiza to relive our last time together during our honeymoon. Matt had even arranged for us to get into the same suite as we'd been in back then. So much had changed between the two of us in the short amount of time we were down here on our holiday. Some moments were certainly better than others, but memorable nevertheless. It ended up changing everything...

'It's perfect.'

I smile, curling up against his chest. Absolutely perfect. I think as I trail my fingers over the lines on his torso while he does the same with the garter on my leg.

'...You're perfect.'

I correct myself, my voice gentle as I glance up at him. I capture his face between my palms, straddling his lap as bring my mouth over his. Every inch of you is utterly faultless. I mentally add and I can feel his smile against my lips before I deepen the kiss, delving my tongue into his mouth. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect. I breathe, relishing in the taste of him. Matt groans at my frantic efforts to show my love for him, tangling his fist in my hair as he curls his other arm around my back. His tongue battles mine for dominance as my hands grope over his skin.

I softly scratch him with my nails as if I'm trying to mark my territory, causing him to moan in my mouth. If someone told me two years ago we would be here on our honeymoon right now I would've said they'd gone mental... I grin to myself as I playfully bite his lip, not willing to surrender myself to him this time around.

But look at us now... We're not just married, we're also parents to three gorgeous girls... Never in my wildest dreams, I'd imagined my life turning out like this in such a short amount of time. I think to myself, not able to suppress a moan when Matt tugs at the strings on my back causing the rough fabric to apply more pressure against my breasts and between my legs. In reply, I jerk his bottom lip even harder determined to get him to obey me for once as I hungrily roam my fingers through his hair.

I always used to wonder why love was so painful. A special kind of suffering I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy ...but now I finally understand the true meaning behind it. You can only feel such deep and raw emotions like pain or anguish when you truly care about something ...someone. Otherwise, it wouldn't have hurt so much in the first place. That is the true reason why love hurts... But if you're both strong enough to surpass that? Jesus fuck, there's a much brighter world laying behind it all. I groan into Matt's mouth, feeling his member harden again as it pokes against my butt.

'You drive me crazy...'

I mumble with a ragged breath before immediately delving back for another kiss. He grunts in response when I shift my body, teasing his cock between my folds. All the while keeping his mouth too occupied to speak, the movements of my hips coaxing another deep rumble from his chest but I swallow the sound as I keep toying with his tongue.

When I finally draw back the both of us are panting for air once more. While trying to collect my breathing I slowly drag my hands over his torso, my fingertips mesmerized by every nook and cranny while I'm still straddling him. His hard length captured between my legs, teasing him in the meantime as I flick my finger over his piercing. Matt groans harshly in response, tilting his head back and driving his hips up in the hope I'll slip him inside of me as he mutters.

'You fucking minx... You've got me under your spell by the flick of your hand.'

'I know you like it when I play with you instead...'

I grin as I pinch the flesh of his nipple between my fingers and the metal of his piercing earning another grunt from him as he grabs my hips. I quickly swat his hands away, looking down at him with dancing eyes as I tell him.

'It's my turn to make you lose your mind...'

'Baby, I've been lost to you the second you entered the room wearing that.'

Matt curses with a smug look on his face. Another jolt runs through his muscles as I pinch him even harder, digging my ass in his groin so he'll shut up. I can't help but grin as I tip my head, pecking his lips before I slowly crawl down over his body until I'm positioned right in front of his dick.

'Lord have mercy!'

He swears the second I lick the base, his cock twitching with the need to have my mouth wrapped around it. I glance up at him, purposely dragging it out for as long as I manage to keep ahold of myself. My tongue merely touches him, just like he did earlier, hoping that it'll drive him just as crazy. I notice his breathing gets more labored with every passing second as his eyes hungrily follow my every move.

'Lex... Fuck, will you suck my dick already?'

He groans in frustration, the muscles of his hips shaking every time I brush my tongue against his length. I can't help but giggle at the desperate look he's throwing me, twirling my tongue around the tip of his cock. Licking off the salty pre-cum before continuing his retched torture as I slowly drag my fingers down his shaft.

'You're fucking relentless!'

He swears again, one of his hands diving towards my hair wanting to force me down on his cock. But I give him a warning look, capturing it mid-air and pressing it down on the bed as I mutter not hiding my entertainment.

'Be patient. I'll get there ...eventually.'

He curses something under his breath, his words dying on his lips as soon as I take his entire length in my mouth. Bobbing my head only once before taking it out again.

'Goddammit!'

He mutters, his hands digging in the sheets so hard I'm afraid he might tear them apart. God, you're sexy... I sigh, looking up at him through my hooded lashes. I rake my hands over his abs, being careful not to apply too much pressure on any of his old wounds as I murmur.

'Tell me you love me...'

'Of course, I love you. I married you this afternoon for crying out loud!'

He grumbles, his muscles jerking underneath my fingertips. I slap his side, digging my nails into his hips and part of his buttcheek as I tell him condescendingly.

'Can you just behave for once, instead of being a smartass?'

He laughs mockingly, but the sound quickly gets morphed back into a groan when I grab his ass even tighter. The sudden pressure causes his body to jerk, making his cock bounce in front of me in a reaction. I lick my lips, wiggling my eyebrows at him before I whisper breathing against his member.

'Now tell me again ...in a nice way.'

'Dios Mio! Baby, I fucking love you!'

He breathes hard, biting his cheek in frustration as I watch another droplet of his excitement force its way out of his cock. With a pride smirk plastered against my face, I brush my fingertip over his throbbing end, swooping up some of the liquid before bringing it up to my mouth. His eyes follow me intently, a low growl escaping from his throat when I suck on my finger with a soft moan.

'...That's more like it.'

I smirk, loving the helplessly deprived look on his face. His eyes beg me as I drag my wet finger along his entire length, circling round the head as I ask innocently batting my eyelashes.

'Praise me some more?'

He shakes his head, nearly at the end of his whits as he tries everything in his might not to jump me while he yammers.

'Darling, you're the best thing that ever happened to me! Now, will you please put those plump vexing lips of yours around my cock before I lose my damn mind?!'

His hoarse pleading voice sends a shudder down my body, compelling me to comply with his wishes instantly. The second I take him into my mouth the both of us moan in pleasure. My eyes flutter shut as I work my tongue across his base, relishing the slightly salty flavor while I let my fingers play with his balls. Tastes so damn good! I groan to myself, sucking him greedily as I move my head up and down. Once I open my eyes again I'm immediately captured by the carnal look in Matt's gaze and I can't help but moan around his shaft.

'Fuck, you're going to make me cum if you keep doing that...'

Matt grunts as he finally loses his patience, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me away from his cock. I bite my lip, the taste of him still tingling in my mouth as I hold his gaze. Tell me you don't want this. I almost dare him with my eyes. His focus shifts for a split second as I drag my tongue over my lip, licking up some of the saltiness I spilled before I whisper.

'Then tell me what it is you want, Matty...'

He narrows his eyes, a soft growl leaving his lips as he forces my mouth back over his cock. His fist tangled in my curls as he bobs my head over his length. Fuck, that's hot! I moan, greedily licking along his member. Following the lines of his bulging veins while he helps me work my way back and forth. My pussy pulsing at the sounds of pleasure coming from his throat. He pushes me down once more, all the way down to the base. Keeping me still, his rock-hard cock buried all the way into my mouth and throat as he yanks my hair so I'll look up at him.

'Fuck me.'

He orders, his voice filled with lust and I can already feel his cock twitch inside my throat. Some more precum coats my tongue which causes me to moan feverishly before he drags himself out of my mouth as he clarifies his voice still stern and demanding.

'I want you to ride me, gorgeous. I wanna see your tits bounce underneath that cute lace one-piece until you make yourself cum all over my cock.'

'You sure you can handle that? Because I'm pretty sure I already tasted some of that delicious semen in my mouth just now... Can you hold out long enough for me to come?'

I whisper with a grin as I crawl back on top of him. My eyes fixated on his as he grabs my hips and helps me get in position above his cock.

'Try me.'

He says with a challenging tone as he lets go of me, giving me full reign. With my hand, I place his erection against my entrance. Teasing the both of us by flicking it against my drenched folds as I wrap my fingers around his size and jerk him off. An anguished moan rolls from his lips as his head falls back, every muscle in his body tensing up with anticipation.

'Don't you dare cum.'

I grin, loving these twisted games between us in the bedroom. Both of us are dominant and submissive at the same time. Neither of us is willing to give up complete control, but also desperate to hand over the restraints to drown in ecstasy. He grunts, glaring at me from underneath his hooded eyelashes as he fights every primal instinct inside of him in order not to come undone. The second I notice the muscles in his arms start to tremble I lower myself on top of him earning a satisfied moan.

I hold still for a few seconds, willing to drag out his torture before I slowly start to move. It's like you're molded to perfection. I sigh breathlessly, sure I will never get enough of the feeling of him filling me up. My slik walls contracting around his member as if he is made just for me.

'You're a divine goddess, nymph, or succubus, trying to kill me. I'm sure of it.'

Matt groans as I place my hands on his chest, steadying myself so I can pick up the pace. His heated eyes focused solely on me as I roll my hips, the sound of steamy sex echoing through the room. Hypnotized by the sloppy noises of my soaked pussy and butt slapping against his pelvis, I keep going faster and faster. Addicted to both the luscious feeling of him stretching me out over and over again along with our love cries mingling in the air while I pant.

'You're just~ It feels ...s-so good!'

Matt grins, another moan escaping from his lips as I drive myself down, hard, before I sit back. My boobs perked in front of me, exactly in his line of sight as I lean my hands back on his thighs. Riding him like a cowgirl while my hair tumbles down over my shoulders, my curls springing along in the same rhythm.

'Oh, fuck! That looks so damn hot!'

Matt heaves heavily, catching my left breast with his palm. His fingertips pulling and tugging at my nipple through the black fabric making me shudder in delight. My eyes are filled with an untamable lust as I watch his body react every time I lower myself on top of him. His breathing gets more labored with every passing minute and he looks like he's about to be driven over the edge while he growls.

'You better hurry up, love... I won't be able to hold back for much longer.'

'I don't w-want you to...'

I whimper while I bring my hands up, burying them in my disheveled hair while I continue to move my hips. My movements are swift and deliberate as I moan between ragged breaths.

'I want you to cum inside me ... so I can continue to fuck you ... until all of your sperm ... has trickled down my thighs.'

I knew that would do the trick. I smile victoriously, feeling his warm load ejaculating itself inside of me before I'm even done speaking. True to my word I continue fucking him, enjoying the melody of Matt's deep, low moans as he continues to shoot streams of seed within my clenching walls while I groan in satisfaction.

'Ahhh, fuck yes!'

My movements become even more erratic as Matt struggles to gather himself, his head still tilted backward as his body quivers in delight. This is exactly what I wanted... I grunt, his hot cum coating my walls making it even easier for me to ride his thick cock. A string of curse words leaves Matt's lips as I continue to bounce on him at a frantic pace until I reach my orgasm as well. This... This is paradise... Matt wants to help me out as he lifts his fingers, willing to rub my clit in the meantime but I swat his hand aside.

'Don't.'

I order him as I vividly shake my head, determined to do this on my terms. My eyes roll back as I continue to pant heavily, a soft squeal coming from my throat every time he hits my G-spot. Your stamina never seems to amaze me. I breathe, impressed by the fact that his cock is still rock hard even after such an intense orgasm. A shudder runs down my back as I feel his semen drip out of me with every stroke as I bring myself up. Matt notices it too as his eyes get drawn to the sight beneath me, his hands suddenly clamped around my hips as he holds me still in the air. Matt?! I eye him, not amused he interrupted my delirious fucking session as he pulls himself back until only his tip is still inside of me while he growls through clenched teeth.

'Now that is what I call a gorgeous sight...'

I grunt frustratedly, my legs quivering with the need to have him back inside of me. Matt chuckles in response, his head more clear now that he has already reached his high before he slams his hips back against me.

'Sh-Shit!'

I yelp yanking at my own hair. My eyes are still glued to his as he starts to drive himself inside of me without mercy. My tits flying all over the place as I moan helplessly trying to match his pace but unable to keep up with him. His hard strokes cause me to see stars within seconds as Matt instructs me in a low voice.

'That's it, darling... Let all of those sweet juices gush all over my cock...'

'Oh, God yes!'

I scream as my entire body shudders in delight. My pulsing walls frantically cling onto Matt's dick as he buries himself deep inside of me with one final stroke. His hungry eyes watching between our legs as I pry his hands away from my hips not able to deny the urgent pull to continue moving. My hips buckle against his pelvis as wave after wave of release washes over me.

'I~ I can't stop.'

I cry, my body spasming with each movement, but the compulsion to keep going is even greater which makes me moan with delight.

'It feels too fucking good!'

I wail, rocking my hips back and forth at an excruciatingly slow pace to make sure I feel every inch of him entering me before sliding it out again. Matt grins triumphantly, yanking me towards him within the blink of an eye before flipping us over making me gasp in surprise. His cock is still inside of me as he spreads my legs wide open, tilting my hips so I can watch him fucking my pussy. Before I even manage to react he rams his cock back inside of me, slamming himself against my ass while he groans.

'Is this what you wanted?'

I moan loudly at his hard thrusts. Unintentionally licking my lips as I watch our mixed arousal splatter all over us with each stroke.

'Look at you... Dirty little slut, you're getting all horny again from watching me fuck your cum filled pussy.'

'M-Mattheo...'

I whimper as he slams into me even harder. The filthy words rolling from his lips nearly drive me insane until he suddenly pulls out of me, drawing an aggravated grunt from my mouth.

'What is it, beautiful?'

He asks with a wicked glimmer in his eyes, brushing his tip along my folds as I yelp frustratedly.

'Mattheo, p-please!'

He gives me a crooked smile, clearly enjoying it as he watches my aching body begging him to continue. My pussy throbbing so hard it almost hurts while he spreads my legs even further apart as he says, dominance oozing from deep within his bones.

'Beg me to fuck you... Tell me you need to come again, and again ...and again. Even though you already came multiple times. Show me what a little whore you are in the bedroom ...never entirely pleased.'

'Ah-Ahh! Y-Yes, baby! I need your cock back inside of me! I~ Ahhh! I'm a d-d-dirty slut and I'm addicted to your c-cock! Oh, fuck! Baby, I want you so bad it h-hurts and~ Mhm! I need you to f-fuck me until I w-won't be able to w-walk properly... Ah-aaaah! Sweet Jesus, pl-please M-Mattheo~ Please make me cum!'

I continue to plead even though he already slammed his cock inside of me the second I called him baby. I don't care if others might hear me, the pleasure I'm experiencing is too intense as I watch his cock coated in our juices drive inside of me over and over again. Ever since we got together it seems our regular discussions have made way for dirty talk in the bedroom, and I don't mind it in the slightest. It's like the two of us are trying to make up for lost time... Both of our alpha demeanors take charge as soon as our clothes come off, all sanity flying out of the window. Never did I ever dream of having such a vivid sex life. Hell, before I lost my virginity I didn't even know my mind was so slutty. I moan uncontrollably, my body quivering around Matt as his fingers flick over my clit. You're the only person who can draw these kinds of noises from my lips... I think, panting feverishly as I feel another orgasm built inside of me.

'Fuck, your pussy is so wet!'

Matt growls, his pupils dilated making his eyes almost seem pitch black. His solid-built body flexes with every thrust while he moves like a wild animal. It's such a gorgeous sight that I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open when Matt's movements tip me past my limit even further. A tremor rushes through my bones as Matt I come undone in Matt's hold, his fingers still circling my rosy bud like a madman while he buries his entire length inside of me with one last rough thrust.

'M-Mattheo!'

I squeal going delirious from the friction against my clit. So much that I end up squirting all over his cock earning a proud roar from Matt's throat as he moves his fingers even faster making me hollow my back as I gush all over him, me, and the bed. Fucking hell! My eyes roll back as it feels like my soul temporarily leaves my body while I scream in pleasure.

'...Joder!'

Matt cusses in Spanish, slamming his cock against me once more causing my body to spasm violently before he pulls out. His gaze still focused on me as I lay beneath him, a huffing and puffing drenched mess.

'I ...love you.'

I tell him, still gasping for air. My legs trembling still as they slump down alongside him, not an ounce of strength left in them.

'I love you too...'

Matt whispers, his breathing labored as well while he looks down at the bed with a hint of amusement visible in his eyes before laying down next to me. Ushering me to come and lay in his arms, although he quickly notices he has truly broken me this time around. I literally can't. Every muscle in my body refuses to budge to my will, instead still shivering in delight as Matt wraps his arms around me and draws me close. Thanks. I smile as I take a deep breath, bathing in his sturdy arms until I've recollected myself and I ask innocently.

'So... What's my prize?'

'For what? Being the sexiest woman to walk the earth?'

Matt questions, his lips curled in a smirk as he kisses the top of my head. I shake my head with a giggle, placing my finger underneath his jaw as I say smugly.

'No ...well, that too. But I was talking about the fact that I made you cum before me.'

'You're saying that didn't count as your prize just now?'

Matt snickers, and one of his eyebrows quirked in disbelief. I giggle in response, pecking him on the lips as I say.

'What can I say... I'm a greedy girl.'

'You can't even move.'

He counters with a laugh, his hand squeezing my ass and I can't help but groan softly when he whispers.

'Fine... But first, we're going to take a little break and drink some bubbles while I feed you strawberries.'

'And then?'

I ask, curious what else he might have in store for me tonight. Not sure if I'm even capable of going another round, but tempted all the same.

'Then, I'll make sure that I've filled every hole of yours before you'll get a wink of sleep.'

It's a silent promise as he trails his finger over my lips, before giving me a quick mind-blowing kiss. Leaving me panting on the bed while he gets up and lazily strolls towards the trolly standing in the corner of the room.

'Your stamina is bonkers.'

I breathe, feasting on his naked body. Matt smirks at me from over his shoulder, filling two flutes of champagne while he murmurs.

'Your fault... Your so fucking lewd my cock can't help itself.'

I chuckle at his words, wrapping my arms around the cushion underneath me as I keep my eyes on him and snicker with faked defiance.

'Tell me about it... Every time you take your clothes off my pussy gets a mind of its own. It's almost disturbing!'

'Ah, what can you do? There's no stopping it, so we might as well enjoy it.'

Matt jokes with a grin on his face, picking up the two flutes of champagne and a bowl of strawberries.

'Yeah... I think I've already resigned to the fact that this is just how it's going to be...'

I tell him, pouting my lip. Matt shakes his head with a laugh in response. His weight makes the bed dip beside me as he sits back down and hands me a glass, giving me a peck on the lips before he murmurs.

'Don't act so coy... You love it.'

'...I do.'

I whisper back as I trail my finger over his chest, spilling a few drops of champagne onto his skin on purpose. Throwing him a phony apologetic look before I bend down and lick the liquid from his abs. I savor the taste of fruity bubbles mixing with a slightly salty undertone coming from the layer of sweat that has coated his body during our lovemaking, or rather ...fuck session. A smirk plays on Matt's lips as his muscles contract where my lips touch him before I pull back kissing him once more. He hungrily complies with my kiss, grabbing me by the back of my neck as he whispers against my mouth.

'That's right, you belong to me. Body and soul.'

His words cause me to sigh against his lips, my eyes fluttering shut as I can only focus on his fingers gripping my neck. The pressure he's applying on my skin instantly pulls me back under his spell. It's like the sexual frustration we'd been holding onto for years was now breaking free, leaving both of us at its mercy... Neither of us able to get a full grip on our free wills. Even though I'm pretty sure we wouldn't want it to begin with ...secretly enjoying being this oppressive in the bedroom. I think as Matt's tongue delves into my mouth, giving me a passionate kiss until he pulls back and grumbles laughingly.

'Would you look at that... One little kiss and you're able to move again. It almost makes me believe you're supposed to be sleeping beauty.'

'Mhm... Does that make you my prince then?'

I smirk as I tangle my legs through his while Matt picks up the glass from between my fingers and sets both of them down on the nightstand beside him and mumbles.

'I'll be whoever you want me to be, gorgeous. I don't care as long as I'm the only man that'll ever touch you...'

'Matt, I'm yours. Forever and always.'

I tell him, my cheeks flushed as I cup his face and gaze into his eyes. His hands mirror mine while he gently brushes my cheekbone while I drift my fingertips over his beard as he mutters possessively.

'I'll slaughter anyone who dares to touch you... Dios Mio, I wouldn't survive if you'd walk out on me now.'

'Forever and always.'

I repeat even more determined, earning a groan in response before Matt's lips tackle me again. His teeth possessively tug on my lip as he growls.

'Fuck dessert, you're going to get it now...'

'What about my strawberries?'

I ask between kisses, slightly amused but also really in the mood for some fruit as well now that he has seduced me with some of them. He rolls his eyes, the corner of his eyes curled up in a smirk as he groans between his kiss.

'You'll get them later... Besides, I thought you liked your strawberries with cream?'

My cheeks turn even hotter and I can't help but chuckle softly as he kisses his way down my throat. My limbs are instantly back under his spell as I surrender myself to him, having already decided I would make the most out of every moment we'd have alone with the two of us. My breathing labored once more as he continues to lead his way down my body and we writhe in bliss together for the remainder of the night...

***

*The girls are doing fine, Lex! Why don't you just enjoy the time you both have instead of texting me?* Rebekah replies and I can't help but chuckle as I draw my legs up the chair towards my chest as I write back. *Trust me, I am. Dear Lord, I'm glad Matt's still out cold because my legs are so sore I'm not sure I'll be able to leave the hotel today... How is Maritza's daiperrash? It's not getting worse, is it?* I can't help myself, still worried since it hadn't been improving these last couple of days. *From hardcore sex to full-on mom in one text, seriously? And ew! I still don't wanna know those things about Matt, thank you very much! Also, the rash is getting better. Dolores got some special cream and it seems to do the trick.* I sigh relieved something finally is working, a small giggle also escaping me as I answer. *You asked me why I wasn't enjoying myself, so I only clarified to you that I did. Hahaha... And it's not like you're all innocent with Ty. Who else am I going to discuss my sex life with? Nomes? Haha, don't make me laugh. And thank Dolores from me... She's been the biggest help ever since the girls got born, I wouldn't know what to do without her.* I smile before I press send. Both of Matt's parents had been such amazing support. Especially the little tricks they knew about parenthood that our parents weren't able to teach us which have been such remarkable assistance. I honestly couldn't imagine raising the triplets without them. I think, blinking several times as my beeping phone pulls me out of my thoughts. *Whahah! I'd pay to see how that conversation would pan out! And I'll make sure to tell her as soon as she gets here. Speaking 'bout that, you could stay for a few more days if you're up for it? We all got it covered at the home front. Just ...think about it. By the way, what did Matt say about your little wedding gift?.* I roll my eyes at her words, trailing along the detailed lines on my thigh before I tell her. *He was so surprised when he saw the tattoo, he's absolutely in love with it! And I swear I'll think about what you said, but I won't make any promises because I miss them already. FYI, I'm not sure my body will survive staying cooped up with Matt for more than a few days* Not a minute goes by before my phone pings again, a soft laugh escaping me as I read her reply. *In that case fuck until you won't be able to walk for a week, that'll ensure me some extra quality time with my nieces. Gotta run, Grandma is here trying to steal my jam and Luisa needs her bottle. Love you!* I shake my head, my fingers dashing over the keyboard once more before putting my phone aside. *First you don't want me to talk about banging Matt and then you're encouraging me to jump him... Talk about mood swings. I'll keep you posted in case I change my mind, or when I'm bedridden. PS: Don't fight over my kids! There are three of them so there's plenty for you to coddle with. Lots of love and kisses to the girls.*

With a smile on my face, I gaze out of the window in front of me, taking a sip of my coffee before putting it back to the side. Thankfully the hotel is nearly deserted since it's not high season yet as I relax in one of the chairs in the corner of the main room. A few people wander by now and again but I pay them no mind as I watch the city slowly come alive through the windowsill. I'm wearing Matt's wedding blouse along with a pair of black shorts which must make for quite an amusing sight compared to all the other female tourists drifting past me, but I couldn't care less... My heart flutters with happiness every time Matt's scent wafts past my nose.

'How can someone smell this good?'

I mumble to myself, burying my nose in the collar of his shirt with a sigh. My smile stretches even further as I hear familiar footsteps close in on me from behind. Talk about the devil and he shall appear... I breathe, closing my eyes as he brushes his finger over my cheek and whispers against my ear.

'Goodmorning, beautiful... It's a mixture of my shampoo and cologne, nothing fancy. But I'm pleased to hear you like it.'

I bury my head down, blushing that he'd heard me as I feel his fingers fidget with my hair. A ruffling sound makes me turn my head when I notice he's brought my veil with him, placing it back into my messed-up morning hair as he tells me with a smirk on his lips.

'You wearing my shirt is one thing, adding this into the mix makes it look even sexier...'

I look down in embarrassment as some onlookers turn to glance at us with humor written on their faces, making Matt chuckle before he kisses my hair and says.

'I'll grab us another coffee. Just ...wait here and look pretty.'

I giggle at the goofy look on Matt's face as he almost stumbles over one of the seats making his way to the bar, burying my reddened face behind my hair and the veil. Matt gives me another smug smile as he leans against the bar gazing in my direction until the bartender pulls his attention away from me. The two of them chat as he gives our order and I turn my gaze back outside. I've always liked coming here... I breathe, reminiscing about the times our parents used to drag us out here on a holiday. I was excited when Alex asked us to go to Ibiza because we hadn't been able to come back ever since they had died. A part of us, me, also worried it would drag up painful memories, but truthfully there are only good ones. It only became better once we came back. Even with all the shit that happened here with "Trip" the good ended up outweighing the bad. Matt and I managed to connect on a deeper level. And honestly, I don't think we would've been able to do that back home. This place had a certain peace floating around in the air which makes you feel at ease and which drives you to sort out your troubles without even realizing it.

A camera flash pulls me out of my daze, forcing my focus back inside as I turn around ready to chew out whichever paparazzi had the nerve to snap a picture while they aren't allowed in here. They never bloody learn. I cuss to myself until a familiar frame stops me in my tracks, making every ounce of anger evaporate into thin air.

'Just me, darling...'

Matt smiles, his phone still in hand as I give him a deadpan look trying to hide my shame while he sits down opposite of me, putting away his phone.

'Why are you wearing that? I thought we had an unspoken rule about this?'

I smirk, quickly trying to change the subject as I point toward his chest. Referring to the fact that he's wearing a t-shirt as I play with the ends of his blouse from yesterday. Matt quirks a brow, leaning forward in his chair as he asks haughtily.

'...And what kind of rule would that be?'

'That I wear your shirts in the morning so I can feast my eyes when you roam around half-naked.'

I tell him flat out stating the obvious, hoping that'll wash the arrogant look off his face. Although it seems to have the exact opposite effect as his smile only stretches further.

'Oh, that deal. Mmm, I like the look in those eyes...'

The smug tone in his voice makes me bite my lip as I try not to kick him from where I'm sitting. Cheeky bastard. I huff, unable to hide my smirk as he gestures his hand around the room and mumbles in amusement.

'Wasn't sure if I should with all these people wandering about. You know, with you warning me about uninvited spectators and such?'

'Babe, it's Ibiza. Modesty isn't really a thing here, half of the population walks around in little more than their birthday suits.'

I tell him with a laugh. A part of me is glad he's taken my warning to heart, but another part is also disappointed he didn't walk out here with just his pants on. Matt shrugs his shoulders, glancing outside to see I'm right.

'Besides, we've probably already made the front page this morning. That, along with the golden ring around your finger? There isn't a woman brave enough to hit on you right now...'

I continue my chest beaming with pride.

'And if someone has been living under a rock and it wasn't obvious yet, you made sure to get the message across by putting this thing back on...'

I snicker, playing with the white tule between my fingers. The massive amount of fabric pooling around me as I lean back, my feet dangling over the armrest while I keep my focus on Matt. We're definitely the odd ones out. I giggle, looking between the two of us. Matt is wearing a black pair of jeans and a black shirt even though it's almost ninety degrees out here, while I'm sitting across from him in his white wedding blouse, a pair of black shorts which are barely visible, and my frikkin' veil. Matt seems to catch my drift as he tilts his head in humor before he chuckles.

'You do have a point... And since you're so convincing, I'll comply with your wishes.'

He grins at me as he swiftly pulls his shirt off, flexing his muscles on purpose like they were restrained by the fabric before he lazily tosses it out of one of the opened-up windows.

'Matt!'

I snort a yelp at his actions as I watch his shirt flutter to the ground. He lifts his hands in confusion, acting like he has no clue what he did wrong as he says.

'What? I thought that was what you wanted since you were making an entire case about why I shouldn't wear it?'

'That's ...true. But you didn't have to throw it out! I liked that shirt...'

I yammer with a pout as my eyes glance back outside to see the black fabric has already vanished within the crowded streets.

'Beautiful. I've got an entire closet filled with those same black shirts at home, you wouldn't even recognize the difference between them.'

Matt laughs as he sits back in his chair. Contrary to what you might think, I believe I can. I mumble to myself in silence as the waitress comes walking over with our coffees in hand and from the humorous glimmer in her eyes, I can tell she clearly remembers us from the last time we were here. I thank her with a smile as she passes me my mug while Matt looks frazzled between my big steaming cup of coffee and the regular one he received as he asks.

'Why do you get a larger size? I want a big one, I've only just woken up.'

Not realizing how messed up he phrased that both I and the waitress burst out in laughter. Jesus, you really oughta think about how you say stuff like that. I snort, my cheeks tainted slightly as I mutter under my breath.

'You've got nothing to worry about in that department, trust me...'

The waitress caught the inside joke as well. Laughing even harder while Matt's eyes widen with disbelief. Shit! I didn't mean for her to catch that as well. I think as I clear my throat, trying not to giggle too much when I reply.

'You know I run on coffee, the poor woman had to run back and forth so many times within an hour she switched to a bigger mug.'

She nods in agreeance, sniveling to Matt he'll get a "big one" too next time around before she heads back to the bar to help other customers. Matt cringes in response, pinching the bridge of his nose as he murmurs.

'That came out wrong, didn't it?'

'Sure did.'

I snort before taking a sip of my coffee, trying my best not to spit it back out, and burst into laughter as I watch Matt's face twist in humiliation.

'Don't worry babe, we both know I was telling the truth and you don't have any trouble in that department.'

I tease, wiggling my eyebrows at him while I place my drink back down. Matt throws me a smug look in return as he swallows down half of his coffee before he questions with a jesting tone, mischief evident in his eyes.

'Then why is it you're gone most of the time whenever I wake up?'

'Three reasons.'

I answer laughingly, my features mirroring Matt's as he ushers me to go on.

'One: if I stay I know there's a big chance I won't get out of the bed entirely, I'd be stuck with you for the remainder of the day. Two: nowadays three little ones demand my, our, attention in the morning as well. And three: You're already the reason my body is broken and sore in the morning, if I don't jump ship every now and again I'd be tied down in a wheelchair by now...'

'Mmm, would that mean I'd get to give you sponge baths as well?'

Matt taunts tempted by the idea causing both of us to laugh while I shake my head at him. Not a chance. He rolls his eyes in response, his idea immediately losing appeal as I ask.

'So what did you have in store for me today?'

'Head back to bed?'

Matt jokes. His tantalizing ways earn a kick against his leg while I grumble with a smile across my face.

'Fuck off, you know I didn't mean it like that. Now answer me seriously, what are we going to do?'

Matt shrugs his shoulders with a laugh, steadying his cup of coffee so he won't spill anything as he answers.

'I hadn't made any plans for today, not knowing how lively we would be after our wedding night. I've made reservations for a restaurant tonight, but other than that we're free to go wherever we want.'

I nod in understanding, deliberately not remarking on the way he emphasized the phrase "wedding night" as I pick my mug back up taking another sip. Matt watches me, his eyes sparkling with entertainment as he mumbles.

'Any suggestions, beautiful?'

I tilt my head, pursing my lip as I gaze outside and give it some thought. I'm truly feeling sore, but I honestly don't give a damn... I wanna make the most out of this... I think to myself as an idea suddenly springs to mind and I turn back to Matt who's still watching me as I ask.

'Can we head back to that waterfall we visited last time?'

Matt taps his bottom lip with his finger, acting as if he's pondering over his answer although his eyes tell me he had the same idea in mind.

'On one condition...'

He says, a wicked grin playing on his lips, and the flirtatious look in his eyes persuades me to give in to his little game as I ask.

'Which is?'

He leans into me, his eyes dancing victoriously already as he rasps in a low voice.

'You'll go and stand underneath that water stream same as you did back then. Only this time around I'm going to kiss and fuck you underneath it...'

A soft whimper forces itself out of my throat, already excited with the idea as I give him a curt nod. Matt immediately hops onto his feet, sticking out his hand for me to grab. Not interested in his coffee anymore now that he has other things on his mind as he hoists me up and starts walking me back to his room.

'I can't even count how many nights I've spent awake since that evening, wishing I'd just taken you right then and there...'

Matt whispers in a gruff voice as I curl my fingers around the muscles on his arm. That makes two of us... I think as I look up at him with feverish eyes, not sure I dare to admit it aloud. My gaze alone is enough confirmation for Matt as he quickens his step, determined to get over there as soon as possible making me laugh as I jog along with him.

'I long for you in a way I've never longed for anything...'

I whisper before tackling his body the second we step into our suite. God, I love you! My fingers rake over his skin as I stand on my toes, fiercely kissing him. So damn much! I breathe, smiling against his mouth as Matt cups my ass and lifts me in his arms.

'You need to stop saying such things and change into your bikini. If possible, before I change my mind and keep you here against your will.'

Matt swears against my lips, his hard-on already pressing against me through his jeans. I groan in response, tugging my teeth at his lip before I pry myself loose. Slowly backing away from him as if he's some kind of vicious animal while I provoke him even further with a flirtatious look in my eyes.

'Who says it wouldn't be willingly?'

He looks about ready to jump me when I jolt into the bathroom, quickly closing the door behind me. My heart racing in overdrive as I search about for my swimwear, Matt's fist pounding against the door. Just like old times. I grin to myself, picking up a pink bikini that has little bowties on the side. Thinking it would look cute with my new tattoo, certain it would also tick all the right boxes with Matt since it barely hides anything.

'You better be ready when you open that door, gorgeous...'

Matt's voice rumbles from behind the other side. I can't help but snicker at his demise, quickly tying the ends together and making sure everything is in the right place before I use a white chiffon dress to cover myself with as Matt continues.

'Because I'm going to fuck you so hard when we're there, I'll have to carry you back...'

I moan silently at his hoarse words, clenching my legs together as I pull my hair back in a loose knot. This man... I think shaking my head before I look in the mirror again. Bracing myself to walk back out as I draw a deep breath. How am I ever going to survive a lifetime of this? Bliss tingles along my skin as I grip the door handle, already weak in the knees from his promises as I open the door to see Matt waiting on the bed. Better yet, how could I ever go without it? I whimper, captivated by the hungry look in his eyes as he jumps to his feet and strolls up to me.

'You drive me bloody insane!'

Matt growls as he captures my neck with his big hand. Dragging my face close to his, his eyes screwing me already as he groans in a low voice.

'I fucking love you.'

His lips clash with mine the second he's done speaking while he wraps his loose hand around me, clinging me tightly against his chest as he grabs my ass. I fucking love you too! I moan into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair while his tongue brushes against mine. The tugging of my fingers earns another groan from Matt's mouth, making a shiver run down my back as I realize there won't ever come a day where he wouldn't make my heart thump frantically in one way or another. You're my drug... My safe haven... My beloved... And my kryptonite wrapped all in one... I breathe feverishly as he kisses his way down my neck like he's cherishing something precious. You're the sweet addiction I'll never get enough off... I whimper feeling like the luckiest woman on earth as he hoists me back in his arms, lazily strolling out of the room while still showering me with kisses as he seems committed to making it to the waterfall before completely falling apart. The Clyde to my Bonnie. Both of us are equal parts crazy and sane, making us the kind of soulmates no one could ever understand... I smile as I tighten my legs around his hips, trying to give him some support while I wrap my hands around his neck. The Jekyll to my Hyde. His rapid breathing makes mine exhilarate as well while I hold his gaze and tell him with a loving voice.

'You possess my heart, Mattheo Blackwell. My life isn't complete without you in it...'