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In the luxurious honeymoon suite, Jillian climbed out of the tub and left Brian behind to wash everything really, really well just one more time while she prepared. She slipped on a sexy baby-doll top with the matching V-string panty she purchased especially for the night. Two thin straps held up the satin cups, which perfectly accentuated her breasts, from there a luxurious see-through tulle sheath hung down to just below the tiny satin panty. She placed his perfectly wrapped present on the bed and stretched out next to it, fluffing her hair up and trying out various sexy poses. She settled on a pose seconds before Brian entered the room wearing only dark blue silk boxer shorts. She eyed his lean, muscular body up and down. He spotted the present on the bed. "Wait—we’re doing presents now?"
"If you want."
"I've been dying to give you yours," Brian grinned as he rushed to the closet and pulled out the large wrapped picture frame-shaped gift along with a separate smaller box. He placed them on the bed next to the other present and climbed up.
"You look amazing. Is that new?" he asked.
She nodded. "Do you want to go first?"
He ripped off the wrapping paper and then pulled the lid off the box. Inside were three superexpensive tennis racquets that he'd had his eye on for months. He smiled. "I love them. I can't wait to play with them."
"Open the envelope," she said excitedly.
Brian opened the envelope and pulled out airline tickets. He glanced at them. "Phoenix?"
"Yes, I'm taking you back to the Phoenician, but this time I blocked off a lot of time on the grass court. We're going at the end of November."
He leaned over and kissed her. "These are the best gifts ever."
She smiled and then he handed her the small box. She said, "I want to open the big one first."
He frowned. "I'm not sure you'll like the other one. Open this one first so it will cushion the blow if necessary."
She gave him a curious look and then opened the box. When she pulled out the three-quarter carat diamond earrings, she beamed. "Oh they're perfect. I love them, but okay now the big one. I can't wait."
He handed her the wrapped frame, she paused as she felt the weight of it, and then tore the paper off. She stared at the expertly rendered charcoal sketch of her naked on a bed with her arm draped lazily over her breasts; the delicious curve of her hips had been captured brilliantly. She moved her gaze to the image of her face, and she shook her head in appreciation of the amazing likeness he had been able to capture. Jillian looked at him blown completely away and then returned to the drawing as he admitted, "I, uh, kind of took a class."
"I can't believe you drew this."
"I was inspired."
"How did you do this? From memory?"
Brian sighed. "Victoria helped." Jillian looked at him confused, and he continued, "Do you remember that girls’ weekend and the photo shoot? She uh—"
Jillian interrupted, "She told me the pictures didn’t come out. That witch."
"Well they did, and they were incredible. This was my favorite of all the, uh, safer ones. Some were pretty X rated."
"Really?"
"How did she convince you to get in those poses?"
"I was a little drunk."
Brian nodded casually and sighed as he glanced at the picture, "I could stare at you forever. Especially, uh, when you're naked."
"The drawing is amazing. I didn't know you were so incredibly talented."
Jillian frowned as she asked, "Do you really like your gift? Victoria said it sucked, wait…but that's when she was trying to trick me into doing the photo shoot. She's a really good liar."
Brian nodded. "The best. She should run for president."
They shared a chuckle and then her frown returned. "But your gift is so much more personal than mine, I, uh…"
He looked at her like she was crazy. "You wrote a whole freaking novel about me. How much more personal does it get?" Jillian nodded, unconvinced until he added, "There's like a whole chapter about how crazy in love with me you are, and then there's that entire paragraph about now much you love my penis."
"Two," she said smugly.
"What?"
"I wrote two whole paragraphs about your penis."
"You see…I love the racquets and can't wait to take the trip." She gave him a bright smile. He slipped off the bed and began moving the gifts to the dresser as he said, "Now I think we should forget about gifts and novels and drawings and lawsuits—"
She gave him a look, and he said, "Sorry I, uh…"
"You know one more thing and then we'll forget about all that stuff. I'm convinced Natalie is in love with you." Brian climbed back in bed as she continued, "Why else would she have come to the wedding. She can't get over you."
"I don’t think so, she's—"
An evil look crossed Jillian's face as she said, "I love that you're mine, and she wants you and can't have you. I'm going to totally…" she shook her head too embarrassed to say it out loud.
"I love when you're angry—like at my parents house. You were on fire."
"I remember," Jillian said with a faraway, sexy look.
"Hey, I think my mom was looking at you funny during the reception. I bet she doesn’t want you to lay a finger on me," Brian added in a naughty attempt to fuel the fire.
Jillian nodded to him with passion in her eyes. "I see what you're doing, and I like it." She kissed him hard and then pushed him away roughly.
He said half kidding, "Just don't hurt me."
"Too much?" she asked calmly.
"Maybe a little. I mean go with it, but just dial it back a notch."
She nodded and then pushed him roughly down to the mattress. He grinned as she moved on top of him. Jillian moved her lips to his and kissed him passionately. She pulled up, and he said, "I love you."
She curled her lip and her voice cracked as she said, "I love you too."
Over in sex therapy, Victoria sat in a chair near the bed in the brightly lit room. Lisa wore only a bra and panties as she emptied a glass of wine, that Victoria had retrieved for her, with one last sip. She took a deep breath and then slipped off her panties. Victoria eyes opened wide as she took in Lisa's overgrown pubic region. Lisa noticed her expression. "What's wrong?"
"When we get back to Miami, I've got to take you to my bikini wax guy."
"Uh, okay."
Victoria said, "Pick up the mirror and take a look. No offense, but can you even find your *oris in all that hair?" Lisa picked up the hand mirror and took a look hesitantly between her legs. She grimaced as Victoria shook her head. "I think if we're going to do this tonight, we need an emergency shaving."
"I don't know about that."
"Honey, if you’re not giving yourself a satisfying orgasm, that jungle has to be part of the reason."
"I'm not sure I'd like it with no hair."
"Are you planning on going to the nude beach tomorrow?"
"I was."
"You can't go like that. Trust me." Victoria stood and asked, "Would you like to see mine?" Lisa nodded as Victoria warned, "Now bear with me because I'm in desperate need of a waxing. With the pregnancy, I'm really overdue." She pulled up her dress, pushed down her panties and spread her legs a bit. Lisa stared at her nearly hairless p-ssy and asked skeptically, "You need a waxing?"
"I know. I just feel…yuk."
"No, I mean that looks clean and sexy."
"I'll definitely be touching it up before tomorrow." Victoria ran her fingers across some small random hairs and shook her head with a frown. Then she said, "I think you'll like this look." Victoria looked up to Lisa's face and asked hesitantly, "Since you've seen the front, would you mind taking a look at the back? I'm trying to decide if I should get my anus bleached, and I'd love another opinion."
Lisa gave her a look that screamed that she had no idea what Victoria was talking about.
Back at honeymoon central, Brian kissed his way down to Jillian's neck while pealing the tiny babydoll strap from her shoulder to uncover her full breast. He moved his lips to her nipple and sucked it gently. Jillian closed her eyes as she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him close to her chest. He pulled the fabric from her other shoulder and moved his lips to explore her other magnificent breast. He sucked her nipple and ran his tongue around it roughly until he felt it harden. Brian moved back and forth between each breast as she spread her legs, and he pressed his groin into her satin-covered p-ssy. He pulled back and stared down through the sheer tulle of her top to her satin-covered panty.
He sighed as he pulled the baby-doll top down her body. She lifted her hips off the bed, and he slipped it down her legs.
She wore only the V-string now and looked nothing short of breathtaking. Brian knelt up for a better look and paused, just staring at her with his gaze traveling down her entire body. She watched him while fluttering her eyelids bashfully and then after ten seconds she whispered, "What is it?"
He shook his head slowly, with his lips parted and his breathing labored, as his eyes traveled back to her beautiful face. He said, "I can't believe you’re mine."
She smiled. "Believe it."
"I'm never going to stop trying to make you happy."
"That's what I want to hear, but could you please start right about now?"
He grinned and then placed both hands on the V-string and slowly pushed it down her legs; as it reached her ankles, she kicked it off seductively. Jillian placed her hands on the waistband of his silk boxers, and he kneeled up so she could push them down. His stiff cock sprang out, and her eyes locked on his silky smooth shaft and balls. She sighed as she cupped the twins with one hand then circled his shaft with the other. "I really love you like this."
He leaned back as she continued to stroke him. She moved her hand back farther under his balls to his ass, and then she gently stroked him with her finger.
"Oh, f*ck," he moaned.
She climbed off the bed and then guided him to the position she wanted near the bed’s edge and on his hands and knees. Jillian kneeled down and studied his parts for a moment while licking her lips. She thought, Victoria was right this could be fun. Then she went to it.
More than an hour later Brian was panting as he collapsed on her, abandoning his attempted third orgasm. He lay on her for a moment and then slipped off to the side to recover from their passionate coupling. After a moment, he said with a straight face, "I heard married sex was supposed to stink, but this…wow."
They shared a grin, which grew into a chuckle. He moved his hand to caress her stomach. She glanced down to his penis, and his eyes followed along. She said, "I really like everything this way. Do you think you'll keep it?"
"If you had asked me an hour ago, I would have said there's no way, but now…"
She asked hesitantly, "Was it very painful?"
His eyes widened and he said, "Imagine what it feels like to have the hair ripped from your balls." They shared a grimace, and he added, "Maybe they can drug me next time."
In Lisa's room, Victoria walked her through the emergency clean up. They did what they could with the tools they had available. Victoria said that she'd snap up Rafael's next two appointments for the both of them. After they returned to the bedroom, Lisa studied her new look in the mirror and was delighted. Victoria sat near the bed and walked her through finding her G-spot, exploring the wonders of the *oris, and appreciating her now smooth and hair-free parts.
As Victoria held the hand mirror, Lisa brought herself to a mind-blowing climax. When her work was done, Victoria slipped out of the room and left Lisa panting on the bed and wishing she'd kept the two dildos and the rest of the items in the pink and white stripped bachelorette party gift box.