"Beseme Solo una vez .

Baila, baila, baila Conmigo."

— Selena Gomez

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The bonus chapters are related to the Sequel. These are important to read for you to know what is happening in the sequel.

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"Tell me where we're going," I pout at Christian then look out the window of the plane again.

Christian sighs like he's in pain, "Do you know how painful it is to not tell you when you make that face?"

I giggle, "I know. That's why I'm using it."

"Baby, just this once let me surprise you. Please. We're almost there anyway," he argues and gives me those eyes that I can't resist.

"Okay, fine. I'll be the bigger person here," I sigh dramatically.

"Why don't you read me that novel?" He leans towards me with a twinkle in his eye, which makes it absolutely difficult to say no.

"That's a good idea," I pull out the book from my purse and head over to him, and take a seat on his lap.

His arms automatically come around my waist while his face buries in my neck where he places a soft kiss.

I open the page from where we left off and start reading. The book is called 'All you perfects' by Colleen Hoover and Christian is in love with this book. I always knew he's a big hopeless romantic.

We are currently on our way to our honeymoon. It's been two months since we became Mr. & Mrs. Vasquez.

We had settled everything back there and Christian took his time healing. I got a job at a hospital nearby and Lorenzo owns it. But I think he only bought it when he found out I had a job there so everything goes smoothly and under his control. By that I mean he can keep security on me to keep me safe without any complication.

We also settled in our new house. I decorated it and all Christian and I have been doing is fuck like rabbits. We have sex at every chance we get.

I know it takes two to tango but it's mostly him that can't keep it in his pants. After our wedding night, he turned into a hormonal teenager always wanting sex.

But I'm not complaining, I enjoy it way too much.

Just like now how Christian's hand is trailing on my leg, getting closer and closer to my heat.

"Christian..." I warn him, playfully.

"Yeah, baby?" I can see the cute grin on his face.

"What am I going to do with you?" I mumble putting away the book.

He takes the opportunity to pull me flush against him. His one hand wanders on my stomach while his other one draws small circles on my thigh.

The dress I'm wearing bunches up on my waist letting the air hit me.

"Are you wet for me, baby?" He murmurs in my ear.

I throw my head back so I can look at him, "Always."

"Let me double-check then," he smirks against my neck.

His fingers go under my thong meeting the most sensitive part of my body. He moves his fingers against my folds, humming in approval.

"Christian..." I moan out when I feel his finger slip inside of me.

"So wet," he murmurs. "Gosh, I love you, baby," he continues working his magic.

For the next hour, our moans fill the jet and by the second hour, I'm totally spent and fall asleep in Christian's arms.

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"We're in the Maldives?!" I squeal. "Christian we're in the Maldives!"

"Yes, babe, we're in the Maldives," Christian says bringing my hand up to his lips. "Surprise."

"I love you. I love you. You're the best," I say grabbing his face in my hands and giving him a loud kiss.

"Only the best for my wife."

"What are we waiting for, let's go!" I grab his hand and rush to the door of the water jet that we got on an hour ago. It basically lands on the water.

"It's so beautiful." I look around myself.

"You're beautiful," Christian retorts back with a cheeky grin.

I blush, slapping his arm playfully.

Christian helps me get off the and we are instantly greeted by a couple.

"Assalaamu Alaikum," I greet them.

"Walaikum Assalam," they greet back with huge smiles. "Welcome to the Maldives, Mr. and Mrs. Vasquez"

"Thank you. I'm so excited to be here," I clap my hands before taking a hold of Christian's.

"And we are happy to have you here," the man says. "I'm Ahmed and this my wife Ayesha. We wanted to personally welcome you here."

"They are the owners of the resort we will be staying in," Christian whispers in my ear.

Christian just gives them a nod of acknowledgment.

Always so serious.

Ahmed tells us that our luggage is already in our room and escorts us to our transportation.

"How did you know how to greet them? And what did you say?" Christian asks me.

"I said hello to them. You know that the majority here is Muslim, right?"

"Um.." he looks at me sheepishly.

"Well, something you should know is that their religion Islam is beautiful. That was one of the reasons I wanted to come here," I explain it to him.

"We'll definitely learn more about it here then," Christian says just as we reach two Tandem cycles.

"Christian! These are so cute!" I say rushing to one of them. "I forgot we can't ride cars here."

Christian gives me a smirk and hops on the front while I take the back. Ahmed and Ayesha hop on the other and throughout the way, they tell us everything about the island. He tells us that Maafushi Island is where we can do various water sports, Kuramathi is where we can find bars and the best diners. And then finally he tells us about Vadooho where the glowing beach is, even though they are just planktons that glow due to the chemical reactions.

"We are currently going to Baros where you will be staying," Ayesha says. "And also you don't need to worry about anyone not kowing english. We have accents but almost everyone here is fluent in the langauge."

"Thak you," I smile at her.

"We're here," Ahmed annouces.

I gasp looking at the villas in front of me. They are built on a piece of land that is under water.

"Christian. This is so beautiful!"

Christian just smiles at me before turning towards Ahmed, telling him to show us to our villa.

He just nods and leads us to the one at the last left corner.

The interior is just as beautiful. Just as we enter I see a huge bed, a big tv, a bathtub, a comfy looking couch and a love sac.

There is a sliding door that leads to the toilet and a glass shower. And further there is another sliding door that leads to a patio. There is a at the level of the ocean. There are is a sun bed and a dining table with plants here and there.

"You like it?" Christian asks, coming behind me and putting his arms around my waist.

"I love it, Christian. Everything is just perfect," I lean back into him.

"You can enjoy the view for a while then go freshen up. It's almost sunset time," he says nuzzling into my neck.

"Stay with me," I tilt my head back looking into his eyes.

"Always."

We spend the next fifteen minutes looking at the ocean going miles and miles.

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"Mhmm, faster," I moan out digging my nails into Christian's back.

He chuckles breathlessly, "I think you just want to kill me."

"Never. Then who'd fuck me, if you do?" I whisper before pushing him back on the bed making him pull out of me and fall back on the bed.

"What..." He starts to say but stops when he sees me throwing my leg over and sink into him making him fill me up.

I move at the pace I want to running my hands through his abs and ridges. He grabs my waist and thrusts upwards meeting me there every time.

I scream out his name when I climax and he soon follows afterwards groaning and grunting.

I collapse on his chest which now sweaty after all the workout.

"This is one way to start a honeymoon," Christian chuckles.

"You like it when I take control?" I giggle out.

"I love it when you take control," he says huskily.

"Don't tempt me. I might tie you up the next time," I tease.

"Not a bad idea."

"Christian..." I whine.

"Sleep. We have a lot to do tomorrow."

He doesn't have to say twice. I'm so excited for what tomorrow brings us.

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"That was so much fun. I've never seen dolphins up this close," I say.

Christian narrows his eyes at me, "When was the last time you went on a vacation."

My mood suddenly deflates remembering how we went to Paris the summer my mom was killed. "The summer before my mom died. After that dad and I just stayed in, never went anywhere because of my college. Later dad was diagnosed with cancer and then you know what happened."

"I'm sorry, baby. Didn't want to bring that up," he cups my face in his hand and kisses my forehead.

"It's okay." I try to change the topic, "Did you know I was a complete and total loner before you came along?"

Relief floods through his face when he realizes I'm changing the topic. "Oh really? I wouldn't have guessed."

"Are you being sarcastic?"

"No. I'm serious. You are such an amazing person, it would've been hard for anyone to not acknowledge you."

"You're just too sweet. That's all."

"I'm anything but sweet, Tesoro."

"Whatever, you big bafoon," I say and spring away from him.

It was such a great day.

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I put in the bath oil in the full bathtub when Christian's phone rings.

"Hello?" He answers. "Hey dad. Yes everything is fine. Victoria's fine."

"The shipment reached safely?"

"That's perfect."

"Tell mom we miss her too."

"I'll talk to you later dad. Husband duties," he jokes. "Goodbye. You can talk to her later."

"Everything good?" I ask.

"Perfect," he stands up from the bed and the cover falls off of him revealing his naked body to me.

One second we're looking at each other and the other second we are all up against each other touching everywhere we can.

The bath can wait.

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I repeat. The bonus chapters are necessary for you to read. Don't skip them. This was just a filler to what's going on in their lives. The next one will be really important.

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Also, why are boys assholes?

Well mostly 😂😂

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