EPILOGUE

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Even with her arms around his neck, Alina sighed with barely concealed frustration, that in this very public place, she was so restricted. Restricted, when all she wanted to do was ravish her husband and make love to him. Her aroused eyes lifted up to Tomas' pleadingly. Reading her frustration, quite accurately, Tomas smiled mischievously.

'Not enjoying yourself my wife?' he teased.

Alina groaned loudly. A couple too close to Tomas, accidently bumped him, pushing him closer to Alina. Seizing the moment, Alina took advantage, pulling Tomas' head down so she could capture his lips. Their tongues meshed in a quick erotic kiss, before she pleaded in his ear. 'Darling, let's go back to our hotel.'

'Already?' One dark eyebrow rose mockingly. He feigned disappointment. 'Cara, you wanted to discover the island night life,' he tortured her.

They were dancing in one of the most popular night clubs in Ibiza, so close together, not even a postage stamp could squeeze in between their bodies, synchronized to the beat of the romantic ballad. Alina lowered her hands, indulgently groping her husband's sexy bottom.

'I want you___,' she pleaded, boldly moulding her pelvis to his. She knew he was as aroused as she was. He just seemed to exercise an iron will that she lacked at this moment.

They had landed on Spain's Isla de sa Ferradura, in the Bay of San Miguel earlier in the day. Too excited to stay cooped up in their resort hotel, Alina had wanted to discover parts of the Mediterranean island. They'd walked about hand in hand, enjoyed a light lunch at one of the island's restaurants and wet their feet on the pristine beach before spending the afternoon leisurely at the poolside. It had been Alina's idea to check out Ibiza's famous night life. Only too happy to please his wife, Tomas had obliged. She had generously given him fourteen days, so as long as he could have her to himself, her wish was his command.

It was close to midnight now. Tomas figured, it was a decent enough time to escape and let the teenagers take over the night club. His self control was barely hanging by a thread, all he wanted to do was rip Alina's cocktail dress of and have his way with her.

'Let's go tesoro,' he clasped her hand tightly in his and led her out.

They were barely inside their hotel suite, when Alina was hungrily kissing Tomas. She stopped for only a second to lift his shirt over his head. Her palms raked over his taut chest. Their eyes locked. Her smile victorious at his sharp intake of breath. Her hands dipped, unbuckled and unzipped him, freeing his engorged member. Like one whose skills were honed by years of experience, Alina ran her fingers caressingly over his rigged shaft. She knew from his heavy breathing and the fine film of perspiration above his lip, that Tomas was barely holding his control together. She laughed softly.

Kicking his shoes. pants and boxers off, he pulled her roughly, bringing her up against his muscular chest, and took possession of her lips. His palms shaped her frame to his, moulding her against his arousal.

Alina moaned softly, clinging to him. Tomas' fingers very slowly worked the zip of her cocktail dress. His hands brushed the silk sleeves of her milk white shoulders. She purred his name as his tongue danced down the soft flesh of her  throat. His lips found the lacy bra covering her delectable breasts. An electric current seemed to be running through the ends of his fingers as they caressed her firm, beautifully shaped breasts.

'Tomas___,' she urged, wanting him to take her to the king sized bed as quickly as possible.

'Yes cara.' He answered huskily, lifting her into his arms. Alina clung to him. Her mouth locked to his, as he covered the few steps to their bed, and gently lowered her onto the bed. Alina hastily undid her bra, spilling her breasts free. Tomas watched, his eyes trained on her, as he hurriedly removed his socks. His eyes trained on her still, as she slid her lace undies down her shapely legs. They gazed at each other adoringly, until Alina reached for Tomas, and pulled him over her body.

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