She was a goddess, at least in his eyes. He watched her move across the shore, with her sheer white gown practically glowing against her dark, smooth, wonderful skin. He licked his lips as the wind delicately brushed along the bright material along her perfect body. His stomach tightened as that soft cloth danced between her long, shapely legs.
His goddess looked towards him as she brushed a loose curl behind her ear. She gave him a shy smile, followed by a faint laugh. Batting her long lashed eyes, she beaconed to him by reaching out with her free hand.
He walked to her slowly and with purpose, noting how her eyelids drooped lazily as he paced his steps towards her. It thrilled him to watch her quiet hunger brew just because of his presence. When he finally reached her, he looked down into her sweetly flushed face and chuckled as he traced the line of hair tucked behind her ear.
Love lit her eyes and it warmed him all over, settling between his thighs until a heavy weight grew there. He wanted to show his goddess exactly what those haunting emotions did to him. And not just in his more than willing body…he wanted her to know what it did to his very spirit. Inside himself, he promised to do just that for the rest of his life.
“So,” she chirped sweetly, “a wedding on the shore doesn’t seem too bad now, does it?”
He smiled lopsidedly as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “It worked out pretty well,” he responded with a hungry growl. Before she could retort with an I-told-you-so, he leaned in, taking her mouth with his.
His goddess moaned as she opened her mouth in welcome. His tongue swept along every corner of her until he felt her tremble in his arms. He pulled her closer, holding her tightly enough to meld her body into his.
Finally, he pulled away, leaving both of them breathless. He rested his forehead on hers as his hands danced along any bare flesh he could find.
“I love you,” he told her in a desire-filled whisper.
“I’ve noticed,” she returned with a laugh.
“I want you.”
“I noticed that, too,” she said while grounding her hips into his, rubbing his stiff manhood against her body. “Well, hubby, I’m yours. What do you plan to do about it?”
With a wicked grin, he knelt to the ground, dragging her with him as she laughed.
