Eva giggled as she walked down the hallway towards their hotel room, reaching down and pulling the heels off her aching feet from dancing for hours. She looked over at Paulo and he was so handsome with his hair ruffled up, his suit jacket and tie off and the top buttons of his white shirt undone.

"What?" he asked, looking over at her.

She giggled again and looked down at her feet with a smile.

"You know earlier on the dance floor when you wanted to know what I was thinking?" she asked, with a hiccup.

"Yeah."

"I was just looking at you and thinking, damn my husband's really hot," she laughed.

That made him roll his eyes and he laughed. "You really have had too much to drink," he said, gesturing at the half empty wine bottle in her hand.

"Or maybe you just haven't had enough," she said, holding it out to him.

"Actually I already drank a shit ton but I'll take some more."

To her surprise, he took the bottle from her hand and started chugging it down. He kept chugging until the bottle was empty and then he handed it back to her and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as she watched with wide eyes.

She said a long drawn out, "Okay," with a laugh and shake of her head and then they walked in silence.

When they got to their room, Paulo scanned the key card and pressed the handle to open the door of the Honeymoon Suite. It was the nicest hotel room Eva had ever seen, with a crystal chandelier and marble flooring in the entryway and the sitting area had tall cathedral ceilings and floor to ceiling windows that had a view of the skyscrapers below.

Paulo threw his suit jacket and tie onto the couch and let out an exhale, before looking over at her. His eyes trailed up her body, starting at her feet until they finally reached her eyes.

His intense gaze made her nervous and she wondered what he was thinking. She threw her heels and clutch on the couch and started to pace the floor and shook her hands, taking a deep breath in and letting it out.

He walked over to the wet bar and poured himself a glass of high end whiskey and downed it in one drink.

"You want some?" he asked.

"No," she said, shaking her head. "I think I've already drank way too much."

"Okay. Suit yourself," he said, pouring himself another glass and drinking it down before sitting the glass down on the counter.

She looked around the room for a second awkwardly and then down at her fidgeting hands and said, "Well, I guess it's about that time."

"Yeah," he agreed as he started unbuttoning his dress shirt and slowly pulling it off down his arms, revealing a smooth tan chest, rippled washboard abs and broad strong shoulders. Seeing that left her speechless, standing there looking at him like a deer stuck in headlights.

Then he unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor, exposing his black boxer briefs.

His chiseled, sculpted body reminded her of the marble statues of the Greek gods in her castle museum. Looking at it made her insides flutter and her heart beat a little faster. She couldn't believe this gorgeous man, this stranger, was her husband. She had no idea what she was doing and she had never felt so nervous in her life.

Her eyes moved up from his rippled abs and slowly made their way back up to his eyes. He was looking down at her and that made her face feel flushed. She looked back down at his body and swallowed hard, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she took a deep breath in and let it out. He took a step closer and she looked down at the ground nervously as his body came up against hers and she felt his fingers under her chin lifting it up and she slowly looked up into his hazel eyes.

She held her breath as he leaned in slowly, feeling her heart thudding against her ribs and she closed her eyes right as she felt his lips press against hers. Her heart leaped and she felt a rush of adrenaline as his soft lips grazed over hers, sending a shiver across her skin. He pulled in at the arch of her back, bringing her body against his as his tongue pushed past her lips and entered her mouth, massaging against her tongue, making her feel faint as her knees buckled, threatening to make her lose her balance.

She didn't though because his strong arms held her up. He turned his head and deepened the kiss, covering her mouth completely with his and owning it, making her melt in his arms as his hand cupped the back of her head. His kiss was so hot and passionate it started making the spot between her legs tingle and throb, and she felt an ache for him. She wanted him right then, more than she had ever wanted anything.

She didn't just want him. She needed him. His kiss had ignited something inside her that had been dormant all her life and she felt like she was on fire. She was desperate, hungry for him as she gripped onto his shoulders and kissed him back.

His fingers skimmed so lightly across her skin that it made goosebumps appear on her arms as he unzipped the back of her wedding dress and pulled it down, exposing her nude colored strapless bra. He pushed the dress down further until it was around her feet and she stepped out of it, leaving her standing there in her bra and a pair of white lacy underwear.

Standing there in front of him like that made her feel nervous and vulnerable and she bit her lip and looked down at the ground. He wrapped his arms around her body and she felt the band of her bra pull tighter as he unbuckled it and then she felt it drop, feeling the cold air against her skin.

Her heart was pounding as she realized she was standing there with her breasts completely exposed to him. It was hard to breath and she was too nervous and shy to look up into his eyes to see what he was thinking. He stepped closer again, bringing her body against his as he dropped his head and captured her mouth with his, and started walking her back towards the bed.

The back of her legs hit the edge of the mattress and the weight of his body pressing against hers made her fall backwards onto it and he came down with her, landing on top of her between her legs. Feeling his weight on her made her insides ache for him even more and she wrapped her arms around his back and closed her eyes again as they kissed, feeling his hardness press against her crotch. He started grinding it against her and then she felt him reach down and slip his fingers under the elastic band of her underwear.

As his fingers started rubbing against her clit, she sucked in air. Feeling a man's touch there for the first time ever was overwhelming. As he massaged it in circles the feeling became more intense so she squeezed her eyes shut tight and let out a moan, curling her toes and gripping the bed sheets in her hands. She was about to go over the edge and she didn't know how much more of this she could handle. She threw her head back and arched her back up off of the bed as she cried out, feeling an explosion inside that made her muscles tighten up and her entire body tremble.

She let out an exhale as she collapsed back onto the pillow panting, feeling her heart pounding like a jackhammer and the spot between her legs throbbing.

"Wow," she said breathlessly, lifting her eyes to look up at the man that just caused all of that to happen.

He stood up off of the bed and put his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled them down to reveal a long, hard erection that was standing straight up in the air and her eyes widened with fear.