When they reached the mainland, River took Hunter to the local crafts shops. She ended up buying a lot of souvenirs for everyone she could think of. She was happy that she had taken Hunter away from the hotel’s flirtatious women. Since they had hired the boat for the whole day, River dumped her shopping bags in it and then strolled around the market. They looked so young and in love that people would turn their heads at least once to look at them again.
River was wearing a short ***skirt till her thighs, paired with a black crop top and black goggles. Hunter was wearing khaki shorts with a ***polo and black goggles. Both were in their flip-flops.
After lunch, Hunter said, “I have to show you something.”
River’s curiosity rose. “What do you want to show me?”
“It is a surprise, he said as he pulled her to a back alley that was empty. Some wooden crates with apples and melons were lying scattered.
“Did you come here to show me apples?” she asked, chuckling.
“No,” he said and pinned her against the wall.
“Oh!” she raised her eyebrow. “Then what do you want to show me?”
He took her hand to his erection and said, “This. See how hard it is for you.” ww
“I love your surprise.” She rubbed it with her hand and it twitched. “***!” he rasped. Immediately, he opened his zip and buttons of the khakis. He turned her and pinned her chest to the wall. He tore her thongs and without warning, thrust inside her. He grunted as soon as he was inside. “I can never get enough of you, River,” he said as he pumped in her. She clung to the wall as he took her from the back.
He removed her hair to the side and buried his face in her neck. He nibbled her skin over there and grazed her with his fangs. She squealed in delight.
He thrust inside her, hurtling her body up and down. She was chasing her orgasm now. The heat in her body was about to shatter when from the corner of her eye, she saw a couple watching them. River watched them as Hunter continued to thrust them, and she didn’t know why was it that she liked them watching her being ***up by Hunter.
“Come for me,” Hunter growled. “Come for me, River!”
As if on his demand, her core muscles spasmed and she came all around him. At the same time, he shot his release in her with a grunt. He slumped on her back, kissing her neck and shoulders and back. “You will be the death of me, River,” he murmured.
They were both panting when she turned to look at him. Her eyes were full of lust and he loved it. “I don’t have panties, she complained. She glanced at the couple who was watching thern. They had gone away.
“I know. And this is how you will stay for the rest of the day,” he said, cupping her sex beneath the skirt.
He moistened hist fingers with her juices and brought them to his ***. Her cheeks flamed.
They both strolled around the markets in the mainland of Maldives, savoring the local dishes. At 5PM, Hunter said, “Let us go back. It is getting late.”
River was also very tired. “Yes,” she said as she leaned her weight over his arms while they were walking back to the pier. The promenade that they were walking on had several shops lined up on the right.
They included alfresco dining and souvenir shops. Smell of coffee and beer wafted in the air. Though River thought of sitting and having coffee before leaving, she resisted the urge.
“Do you want to grab a coffee?” Hunter asked, as if he read her thoughts.
“I would love to!”
He grinned and led her to the last shop. They sat under a jacaranda tree and ordered two mochas for themselves. Hunter picked up her feet and placed them on his lap. He removed her flip-flops and massaged her sole.
“Ummm,” she groaned as he massaged her feet. “Thank you, hubby,” she said in a ****voice that made his chest swell with pride. She called him hubby in front of all. His lips curled up and he pressed her feet at the right points.
The server brought the coffee for them. She saw Hunter and a blush formed on her cheeks. “Would you like to eat. something with it?” she asked him, ignoring River completely.
“No, he doesn’t want to eat,” River growled at her.
The server jerked her head back and turned to look at River. “Excuse me?” she said, feeling offended.
“I said that my husband doesn’t want to eat anything. He just wants coffee,” River repeated, narrowing her eyes.
The server huffed and walked away from there. Hunter burst out laughing. “Why are you so jealous, love?” He was pretty proud that she was jealous, but he wanted to tease her.
“I am not jealous!” she pouted.
He leaned forward and kissed her pout. “It’s fine. Have your coffee. We have to go back.”
River picked up the coffee and started to sip. She watched the sun setting over the sea and it was a beautiful sight. The soft sky above caressed the sand and the stone with its reflected light. Waves rippled in a steady rhythm. The birds above were circling and getting ready to go back to their nests. A breeze brought a long-awaited relief to her skin. Twilight began its descent and figures started turning dark against the backdrop of setting sun.
Just as she watched it over the rim of her cup, a figure came into view. A girl wearing a pink swimsuit.
River stilled. Her eyes became wide as saucers. She stared through the crowd to look at the girl. Was that Rosalie? River placed her cup on the table and rushed towards the girl she saw.
“River!” Hunter called her. He followed her. “River!”
But River meandered her way through the crowd and reached the spot where Rosalie was standing. She placed her hand on her waist as she whipped her head around.
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