After opening the bedrooms French doors, I could tell there was no relief from the heat. Leaving the doors open and knowing Aidan wasn’t due back for another day, I slipped off my cami and climbed into bed face down, no blankets.
A light breeze caressed my skin, warmth and a soft caress grazed my right side. Wrenching from sleep and into the less humid, light filled room, I looked to my right and screamed.
"What?" Aidan jerked up, wide eyed next to me.
His hand was now flat on my lower back. I didn’t want to admit how good the contact felt. He looked down. I instinctively curled my arms to my sides. Thank God I was still laying stomach down. My body heated in embarrassment and I buried my head in the mattress.
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Aidan
Her being on the island alone ate away at me. I hated it and, even more, hated that she was spending time with other men on our honeymoon. Yes, it was ridiculous. But, hell, I was sexually frustrated and irritated by the Regalie Company.
Once I found out about the storm, I tried to contact her but the call wouldn’t go through. It made me worry even more. Making damn sure the Regalie situation was taken care of the next day, I made arrangements to return to the island, to Lilli.
There were a few weather delays in my return but I finally got back a day earlier than planned. When I saw all the branches and debris from the storm, I couldn’t help but be concerned.
Upon entering the house, I called out for Lilli. Realizing she was most likely sleeping, I went to the bedroom.
Dropping my bag to the floor and wiping the sweat away from my forehead, I turned to the bed. I could barely make out her body in the darkness but could hear her breathing.
Grabbing a flashlight, I walked out the French doors to the generators. After a couple of attempts, I pulled the large branch off the wires. Luckily, they were simple plug in connectors. I got them back in and flipped the breaker switch. A gentle hum filled the air.
I made sure everything was working again and went back to the bedroom. My flashlight grazed over Lilli’s form and immediately went back to her. Jesus Christ! Is she trying to kill me? Dear God, give me the strength to not molest my wife.
Lilli lay before me, stomach down, in nothing but underwear. The sweat on her back was glistening on her skin. My dick went from flaccid to throbbing in a mere second. If I were to lie next to her I wouldn’t be able to control myself. Desperate to contain myself, I showered with cold water.
Feeling cooled down and calmer, I slid on some boxers and checked the air conditioning. It wasn’t working. At least the fans would now come on. Turning all the ceiling fans on, I climbed into bed.
Without thinking, I trailed my finger down her spine, stopping just above ass. My breathing hitched and I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from going any further.
Lilli shifted, moaning in her sleep. It went straight to my groin. I pulled ,y hand away, threw myself back onto the pillow and covered my head with my arms. I’m not sure how long I laid there battling with my erection before falling asleep. Lilli’s scream woke me up.
"What?" I jerked away and looked down. Then it all came back to me. She was basically naked and didn’t expect me.
"I thought you weren’t going to back till tomorrow?" Her voice was muffled from the mattress, her arms curled to her sides, hiding herself as much as possible.
"Um…sorry. I heard about the storm and wanted to make sure everything was alright." Fully aware of the fact that I hadn’t moved my hand from her back, I licked my lips and took her daylight revealed body in. Perfection.
"Can you uh….grab my clothes please?" She stretched her left hand down the bed until she found the sheet and pulled it up. "Nevermind," she wrapped it around her.
Sitting up, her face was red as a tomato. I couldn’t help but laugh at her.
"Shut up," she glared, but the hard line of her lips started to curve. "I didn’t expect you back and it was hot." She whined, hiding her face again.
"Did I complain?"
"Of course not, but still…its embarrassing," she groaned.
"You can sleep like that every night. In fact, I insist you do." I chuckled.
"Shut it, Iverson," she laughed and got out of bed. Grabbing the sheet quickly, she jolted back. Spinning around she looked at my smiling face.
"Stop it," she reluctantly laughed. "It’s not funny," she tried to be mad, but my laughter kept messing up her game.
"Come on, Mrs. Iverson. If you wanted to consummate the marriage all you had to do was ask. You don’t have to try to seduce me."
Her face hardened. Uh oh…maybe I went too far. Relief passed through me when her face softened.
"Trust me, seduction was not my intent." She yanked the sheet out of my hand and went to her trunk.
"I’m not so sure," Chuckling, I leaned against the headboard.
"Oh, trust me."
"You know you want me," She swung around looking like she was going to laugh in my face.
"Listen, Mother Nature has you cock blocked buddy." She snorted and shut the bathroom door behind her.