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of her pussy convulsing against his hardness was enough to send him over the edge. He cried out as he held her close, waiting for his orgasmic state to pass.
    As they lay in each other’s arms, panting, tired, spent, they never felt the limo come to a slow stop.
    “ We need to dress up,” Mitchell said in a whisper. She nodded as she climbed off him. She looked around for her bra and noticed it dangling on the door handle. She giggled as she put it on and looked over at Mitchell who was tucking in his shirt.
    “ I need to change,” she said. “And something to drink,” she added as she turned around so Mitch could zip her up.
    “ You can do that on the jet,” he said zipping her gown up.
    “ So I still have to wait and find out what it is you have planned?” she asked as the driver opened the door for them. Mitchell leaned over and kissed Natasha softly.
    “ I love when you blackmail me with sex and trust me, I’m not complaining,” he said. “But this time, Natasha Black-Schmidt, it won’t work,” he added and planted another kiss on her forehead. She suddenly felt her cheeks flush.
    “ Let’s go, my blushing bride. A beautiful time awaits,” he said in a mock old English voice.
    “ Why yes, my Lord,” she said with a smile as she took his hand and followed him out. She would just have to trust him.

Chapter 3
    Mitchell had been right to deny all details pertaining to their honeymoon to Natasha because there were no words that could describe their honeymoon destination. It could be because there was no way his very financial talk would ever measure up to magical island of Antigua.
    Everything about the island was perfect, including the fact that it was a Caribbean island. Once they landed, she could immediately tell that her honeymoon was not only going to be amazing but also one everyone would be envious of. Mitchell had her blindfolded in the car until they got to the hotel suite. At some point, Natasha had scolded him about the fact that people would look at them strangely.
    “So, let them,” was his reply. Once in the suite, Mitchell removed the blindfold and stepped back as his wife took in the lovely scene.
    “ Oh my God,” she said in a low voice. “This is so….” Her voice trailed off as she struggled to get the right words to finish her sentence.
    “ Perfect, right?” he asked. All she could do was nod. The suite was up on the thirtieth floor overlooking the beach and community pool below. Outside on the balcony was a beautiful Jacuzzi that Natasha silently made plans to get to know a little better, or maybe a lot better. The king size bed looked luscious and inviting with a white spread and red rose petals scattered all over it. Right in the middle of the bed was a bowl of strawberries and melted chocolate for dipping them. There was a bottle of champagne on ice, two glasses and a plate of chicken wings on the bedside table. She turned around and looked at Mitchell.
    “ You planned all this?” she asked looking at him. He smiled and nodded.
    “ But the wings are mine. The chocolate is obviously for the lady,” he said as he closed the door. He walked towards her and took her in his arms. “I told you the quickie in the limo wouldn’t ruin our wedding night,” he said. Natasha smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
    “ Technically it’s the morning after the wedding night,” she said. “We’ve been flying for eight hours remember?” she asked smiling.
    “ Of course,” he said. “So, what do you want to do first?” he asked.
    “ I don’t know. This is my first honeymoon. What did you do on your first honeymoon?” she asked looking up at him. Mitchell frowned.
    “ That’s way below the belt,” he said. “You have to pay for that you know,” he said.
    “ That’ is exactly what I want,” Natasha said kicking off her shoes. “I have been a very naughty girl and maybe I need a spanking,” she said in a mock child voice. He smiled as she let go of