In the morning Eva woke up to the sun shining in her face and the sound of the crashing ocean waves and sea gulls close by. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light and she saw Paulo's face right next to hers, and she became aware of their naked bodies tangled together. Looking at his perfect, handsome face in broad daylight made her smile and she laid there and thought about how amazing last night was. It was the best night of her life and she wished she could relive it over, again and again.

She slowly lifted her arm and peeled her skin off of Paulo's. It was stuck to his since it was so hot and sticky out already. He sucked in air and blinked his eyes open, looking around before seeing her and smiling.

"Good morning beautiful," he said in a gravelly morning voice, groaning with a stretch before leaning in and pressing his lips softly to hers.

"Good morning," she whispered, giving him a smile.

They both gradually pulled apart, peeling their skin away from each other as they sat up with him standing and stretching out his arms above his head. She stood up too and stretched for a second and then he walked over and slipped his hand into hers, kissing the side of her head before leading the way back up the trail towards the house.

"I need coffee and a shower," he said.

"Me too," she sighed. "Coffee sounds great. I didn't get much sleep last night thanks to you," she laughed, giving him the side eye with a smile.

"Hey it's our honeymoon. Who cares about sleep?" he asked, looking down at her naked body and raising an eyebrow with a smile. "Speaking of which. I hope you know after we have our coffee and brush our teeth you're coming into the shower with me."

"Oh am I?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Who says?"

"Me," he said with a smile, leaning down and kissing the crook of her neck making a shiver run across her spine.

"How could I say no to that?" she asked, shooting him another flirty smile. It was so weird to her that they were walking completely naked together as if that was normal. She had never been comfortable with her body and showing a lot of skin but for some reason she didn't feel self conscious about it with him any more. She never thought that would happen with anyone.

First they headed into the bathroom where they both brushed their teeth, giving each other a side eye and a smile now and then and then they went to the kitchen. He started making the coffee and she got out some fruit and yogurt and started making a bowl for each of them. She didn't feel like having anything heavy.

"I'm going to go get dressed," she said when she was done, as she watched him pouring two cups of steaming coffee into mugs.

"Why?" he asked, setting the pot back into the machine, turning to her and looking her up and down. "I like you like this," he said stepping towards her.

That made her insides flutter and she gave him a shy smile and said, "Ummmm. I guess I could stay like this a little bit longer. I mean there's nobody on this island but us right?"

"Exactly," he said, resting his hands on her hips and leaning in, kissing her shoulder lightly and working his way across it, kissing the curve where her shoulder meets her neck and then up the side of her neck. He sucked her skin lightly and then kissed her neck harder, making her tilt her head back as the spot between her legs started to tingle and ache for him. He lifted his head and latched onto her mouth, his tongue rubbing against hers making her legs feel weak, like they could give out at any second.

He wrapped his hands around her waist and brought her against him, pulling in at the arch of her back before bending down and lifting her up, sitting her onto the kitchen counter in front of him. He stood between her legs and pulled them towards him so her butt was right on the edge of the counter and her legs were wrapped around his waist.

"Change of plans," he whispered against her lips, looking down at her with his penetrating gaze. "Breakfast can wait. My wife is too hot to resist," he whispered, making her insides flutter as he leaned in and captured her mouth with his, giving her a kiss that made her insides melt. He pulled back and slipped his hands around her waist, lifting her off the counter up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and carrying her into the bathroom.

He started the water without ever putting her down and then stepped under the spray of the hot water, capturing her mouth with his as he pressed her back against the tile wall, kissing her desperately as he reached down and lined his throbbing hard length up with her entrance.

As it slid inside her she closed her eyes and moaned, clinging onto his shoulders to help hold herself up. He pressed her against the shower wall as he thrusted up inside of her, so hard she rolled her eyes back in her head and groaned.

He bit softly into her shoulder as he drove up into her and that made her cry out. He worked his way up and sucked on her neck before biting into it softly, sending a shiver across her skin that made her insides tingle. Then he put his lips up to her ear and whispered, "I'm yours Eva. I'm all yours."

Hearing that made her have butterflies and she panted breathlessly. "I'm all yours too Paulo. Only yours."

He pulled back, looking into her eyes. "Forever," he panted.

She looked at his handsome face, feeling a rush inside as she asked, "You promise?"

"I promise," he said breathlessly. "I don't want anyone else but you ever again. I'm all yours, forever."

Her bottom lip started to tremble and her eyes burned with tears as she crashed her mouth against his and kissed him desperately, feeling overcome with emotion. She pulled him tight to her and he kissed her back, pushing her against the wall as he started thrusting his length up inside her again. She was so happy in that moment. She had been so worried that Paulo wasn't going to be committed to this marriage and that he would still be seeing other women on the side, so hearing him promise to be faithful made her happier than she ever thought she could be.

After they got out of the shower and got dressed, they finally got around to eating their breakfast and drinking their coffee. They sat at their usual table outside but this time he brought his chair over and sat it right next to hers, placing his hand on her upper thigh.

"So are you up for another surfing lesson today? The sky is perfectly clear, not a storm in sight, but there should still be some decent sized waves."

"Sure. Maybe I won't suck so bad this time," she laughed.

"Hey for your first time you weren't that bad," he said with a smile, taking a bite of his fruit and yogurt, reaching out to take her hand in his. He rested her hand on the top of his thigh and laid his hand on top of it, rubbing his fingers back and forth over hers. She loved how touchy feely he was with her now and every time she looked at him and their eyes met she felt butterflies and couldn't help but smile.

"So when we get back to Spain what's the plan?" she asked.

"Hmmm. I think it would be nice to take you on a real date and show you the city. You know, dinner, dancing. We could rent a vespa and drive it around and I can show you the sights."

"Your parents would actually let you do that?" she asked, surprised. "My parents would never. They'd be too afraid I would get hurt."

He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Have your parents never let you do anything where you might get hurt?"

"Not really," she sighed, sipping her coffee. "They've always been kind of controlling and paranoid. They couldn't have any more children after me and my brother were born because my Dad had an injury to his balls from a motorcycle accident, so they needed to protect us at all costs to protect the royal bloodline. I think that's why Mom made us have tutors at home instead of sending us off to boarding school and never let us do anything too dangerous."

"Damn. That sounds like a really boring way to live," he said, taking a bite of his food.

She took a deep breath in and let out an exhale. "You have no idea. Why do you think I said my biggest fear was missing out? I feel like I've been in a prison my whole life."

"Well not anymore. You're done living like that. You don't belong to your parents any more and they can't control everything you do now."

"Why? Because now I belong to you, so it's only you that can do that?" she asked, giving him the side eye with a playful smile as she sipped her coffee.

He scrunched his eyebrows. "I don't want to control you Eva," he laughed. "But you are mine. There's a difference."

"Hmmm. So what does that mean exactly? What does being yours mean to you?" she asked.

He looked over and gave her a sexy smirk, leaning in and kissing her neck, before whispering in her ear, "It means you don't give other men a second glance because you already know that pussy of yours belongs to me. The other aspects of your life I don't control, but this," he said, reaching down between her legs and cupping his hand around her core as he leaned in close to her lips. "This, is mine," he whispered, before kissing her, making butterflies flutter in her stomach.

Then he took her hand and laid it against the erection that was starting to form in his swim trunks and said, "And this is yours."

She gave him a smile and said, "Ok" as she leaned in to give him another kiss. "I've got it. Now why don't you tell him to settle himself down because we have some surfing to do and at this rate we're never going to make it out there."

"Yeah it would really be a shame if we just stayed inside and fucked all day," he said, giving her a sexy smirk as he sipped his coffee.

She laughed and rolled her eyes. Then she stood up and walked inside, going in the bedroom and stripping off her nightgown before putting on her orange bikini again.

He came in there soon after and pulled on his swim trunks, before looking over and noticing the little bikini she had on. He looked her up and down before walking over and pulling her against him, giving her a kiss. She pushed him back with a laugh, "Down boy. We have plenty of time to do that later. For right now I want to surf."

He put his bottom lip out and pouted and he looked so cute, that she couldn't help but smile and lean in to give him another kiss before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the door. As they walked towards the beach he smacked her butt and she turned around and raised an eyebrow at him, giving him a flirty smile.

Seeing him shirtless in his swim trunks made her really tempted to just give in and give him what he wanted, but she also really wanted to surf. They got the surfboards out of the shed and headed towards the water, and he started walking faster and she started walking faster, making him go even faster. She realized he wanted to race and she started running with the board under her arm, kicking up sand behind her and he flew past her easily.

"No fair!" she yelled out. "You have longer legs than me," she laughed.

She watched as he entered the ocean ahead of her and she followed behind, paddling on her stomach out past the choppy water where he was sitting up on his board waiting for a wave.

"Took you long enough," he said playfully and she narrowed her eyes at him and splashed water his way and he splashed her back making her squeal.

He reached over and pulled her board close to his and gave her a kiss and she pushed him back laughing, "We're supposed to be surfing, not making out. Is sex all you can think about now?"

"When I'm around you? Yes," he said with a smirk, leaning in and giving her another kiss. He pulled back and looked into her eyes and said, "I can't help the fact that I have a really hot wife and you're hard to resist."

Hearing him say she was hot made her face flush red and she gave him a shy smile, kissing him back for a minute before finally pulling away and saying, "Okay, let's surf first and then you can take me in the house and do anything you want with me."

He raised an eyebrow. "Anything?" he asked with a look of mischief on his face.

"Within reason you pervert," she laughed, splashing him again.

She wasn't sure what had gotten into him but he was insatiable now and couldn't seem to get enough of her. She had gone from wondering if he found her attractive to wondering if he would ever stop wanting to bang her day and night, non-stop. She definitely wasn't complaining though.