“You better hold on tight. I plan on f**king you hard.”

“Good.” She gripped the trunk of the tree as I made work of getting out of my boxers. “Please, Jake.”

Without any more foreplay, I slammed into her with one brutal thrust. We both groaned. When I recovered enough to think more about my actions, I asked, “Did I hurt you?”

“No. And don’t stop.”

“My pleasure.” My hands came to grip her hips so tight I hoped I didn’t end up bruising her. With a relentless pace, I thrust into her while pushing her on and off my dick. The sound of wet skin slapping together, echoed around us. I leaned into to lick and bite at her neck. My teeth scraped along the sensitive skin below her ear.

“Jake, oh yes, Jake!” Abby cried, as she fought to keep her hold on the tree. It was only a few moments later when I felt her walls tense around my dick, and she went over the edge. She collapsed against the tree trunk, but I pulled her back against me so she wouldn’t get scraped. After a few minutes of harsh thrusting, I came with a loud shouting curse, burying my face in the silky strands of her hair. As I started coming back to myself, I slipped my arms around her waist while nuzzling her neck.

“You okay, Angel?”

“I don’t think I can walk,” she admitted.

I glanced down at her sheepish expression. “Aw, come here, baby,” I said. I picked her up and then gently deposited her into the hammock next to us. I grabbed her bikini bottoms off the ground next to us to do a little clean-up on her.

With a lazy grin, she said, “Aw, thanks. You’re my hero.”

“No, thank you. That was some fantastic f**king.”

She giggled. “You’re terrible.”

“It would almost be worth another fight to have make-up sex like that, I mused as I eased in beside her.

Her eyes drooped closed, and she yawned. “No, I don’t want to fight anymore,” she protested feebly.

I kissed her cheek. “I know, Angel. I was just teasing you. The last thing I want to ever do again is hurt you.”

She snuggled against me, draping her hip over my thigh. “I love you.”

“I love you, more.”

Her index finger came to trail circles over my chest. “You know, I really missed you last night.”

“I missed you, too. And waking up with you.”

She grinned. “So you could have your morning wood taken care of?”

I rolled my eyes. “No, so I could feel you next to me.” I stared intently into her eyes. “I’ve never felt more safe or more content than when I’m in your arms.” I stroked her cheek with my finger. “You make everything better, Angel. Hell, you make it easier to breathe.”

Tears pooled in Abby’s eyes before she dipped her head to kiss me, letting her love for me flow out through her actions. When she pulled away, she smiled before lying her head on my chest right above my heart.

Completely sexually satisfied and exhausted from my restless night before, I fell into a deep sleep. When Abby and I finally woke up, it was mid-afternoon. “Did you have a nice nap?” I asked her.

“Yes, because I was with you.”

“You’re such a sweet little flatterer,” I said, as I kissed the top of her forehead.

“You’re welcome.”

“Hungry?” I asked.

“Mmm, hmm, but just for you,” she replied, her hand coming to cup my dick.

My eyes widened in surprise. “Damn, I think I’ve married a nympho!”

She grinned up at me. “Would you want me any other way?”

I laughed. “No, I suppose not.”

Within seconds, her hand managed to work me to full mast. “I’m not sure this is going to work,” I said, motioning to the hammock and how easy it was to have a foot or arm poke through the ropes.

“Where there’s a will, there’s a way,” she replied, with a wink. She then rolled over to straddle me. Her hips rose up, while her hand guided my erection deep inside her.

“Ready for me already, Mrs. Slater?” I panted, as my dick slid in and out of her wet core.

“I’m always ready for you,” she murmured breathlessly.

“That makes me a very happy man,” I replied. My hand came to cup her bouncing br**sts. Abby moaned and gasped with pleasure as I pinched and tweaked her ni**les to hardened buds. As our movements grew more frantic, the hammock started to jerk and sway. One hand abandoned Abby’s breast to stroke between her legs. Her moans grew more and more intense the harder I stroked her clit. She then cried out and threw her head back as the first wave of the orgasm hit her. The feel of her walls tensing around me caused me to come. Once I finished shuddering inside her, I grabbed Abby’s shoulders and pulled her down to me. As she rested her head on my shoulder, she remained straddling me with my dick still buried inside her.

I ran my hands over the silky strands of her hair. “That was amazing.”

“I thought so too,” came her muffled reply against my chest.

When I opened my mouth to say something else, the rumbling of Abby’s stomach made me smile. “Guess we worked up an appetite, huh?”

She pulled her head up to smile sheepishly at me. “I didn’t have breakfast, either.”

“Then we better get up and call the island. I can’t be the reason why my beautiful bride passes out from hypoglycemic shock.”

Abby eased up her hips, and I regretfully slid free of her. On wobbly legs, she got out of the hammock. I followed quickly behind her. I wrapped my arm around her waist not just for support, but because I couldn’t imagine going one second without touching her. Yeah, I was that crazy in love with her.

Chapter Eight

One Year Later

As the buzzing hum reverberated through my ears, I pinched my eyes shut and bit down on my lip. “Hang in there, Angel,” Jake said, his voice cutting through the pain.

I squeezed hold of his hand. Being too much of a chicken, I didn’t want to watch the needle entering my skin. Sure, I had drawn blood from countless people in nursing school, but this was different. This was…me. My skin. My blood. My pain.

“Damn, you’re going to look so sexy with this ink,” Jake mused.

My eyes popped open to stare into his twinkling blue ones. “You think?”

“Mmm, I’m pretty f**king sure.”

“Please, with the way you act around her, she could wear a Hefty bag, and you’d want to bang her,” Steve, Jake’s favorite tattoo artist, teased.




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