It took her a moment to answer. Not because she didn’t want him to fuck her ass. After this experience, she was more than ready to give anal a try, as long as lube was involved. She paused because he pulled back and stroked his cock inside her, lighting up every nerve ending until she was ready to explode.

“Oh god, yes!” she finally shouted, answering his question. “I want you to f-fuck my ass!” She had some trouble pushing the F-Word past her lips since she rarely cursed and never that word.

“Jesus,” he groaned, his hand tightening on her waist and dragging her back into the cradle of his hips, stroking her with his gigantic cock until she was a begging, whimpering mess.

When he pulled his finger from her ass, she moaned in protest, but then he gripped her hips and slammed his cock into her so hard it sent an instant orgasm shooting through her.

She screamed as her pussy tightened, clamping down on his cock and holding him in place as explosions rocked her body.

He swore, then shouted his release as he came inside her, the heat of his orgasm warming her from the inside. He collapsed on top of her, his hands still spanning her waist.

She didn’t complain or try to move. She was far too sated.

Eventually, after several long minutes, Volkan rolled off her.

She risked peeking at him to find out if he was still angry with her. If there was ever a good time to reason with him, post-coital orgasm was it.

His face was set in grim lines, despite his recent release. But then, Volkan always looked forbidding. Maybe he’d be willing to listen.

“I didn’t run away,” she started. “I thought I was meeting you somewhere for the honeymoon. Zeynep and Demir tricked me.”

His expression was inscrutable, then he said, “You should have known I would never leave our wedding without you. You should have stayed where you were or shouted for help. I would have found you.”

“You believe me?” she asked hopefully, but then her heart sank when he shook his head.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said grimly. “Regardless of your reasons for leaving, you left. You fucked up and made it worse by taking our unborn child with you. This is the consequence of your action.”

If the consequence was spending time on a vacation island and having mind-blowing sex, then she wasn’t doing too bad. Still, it bothered her that Volkan refused to listen to what had happened.

“Volkan…”

“Stop,” he said, rolling against her and framing the back of her head with his large hand. “We can’t rewind time. We’re here and you’re safe, that’s all that matters.”