Bette:  “Oh yeah, what’s that?”

She leaned in and took Bette lips in her own.

Bette:  “Ohh ok I think I hear you but you might have to speak a little louder.”

Harmony leaned in once more and killed Bette once more, this time deepening the kiss.  She stopped once more only to remove her bikini top.

Bette:  “Babe someone might see.”

Harmony:  “I don’t care, I’m on my honeymoon with one of the most beautiful women on earth.  And if you come a little closer no one will see.”

Bette smiled and did just that.  She pulled Harmony closer as they wadded further out into the water.   Bette lifted her up slightly and Harmony instinctively wrapped her legs around Bette’s waste in the placid water.  There lips never lost contact.  Bette pushed Harmony’s bikini bottoms to the side and began to stroke Harmony’s now swollen clit.  There lips lost contact only so Harmony could gasp as the sudden jolt of pleasure.  Bette began to suck on her neck and earlobe.

Harmony:  “Take me away.”

She managed to choke out just as Bette pushed 2 digits inside her new wife, a third soon following.  Harmony pulled back enough so the two could stare deep into each others eyes as Harmony neared her release.  A peaceful smile graced her features.  At that moment she felt complete, whole, like nothing else mattered, and it didn’t.  Harmony’s eyes clamped shut and her head went back as she moaned out Bette’s name in ecstasy.

Soon after Harmony’s breathing came back to normal.

Bette:  “Um…babe?”

Harmony:  “hm, whats wrong?”

Bette:  “I dunno where your bikini top went.”

Harmony had to quickly rush back to the villa with Bette acting as human shield.  They both showered.  When Bette returned to the bedroom she found Harmony standing in the open bay windows the breeze blowing her white silk robe.  Bette approached from behind, Harmony turning when she heard her approach.  Bette’s breath hitched in her throat when she witnessed Harmony’s azure blue linger set.  Harmony was equally taken aback when she saw Bette standing in a short, sheer, pink gown.  They neared each other both equally sexually ablazed.  They had a fire between them that needed to be put out and no one else on earth could quench this desire but the other.  Bette spoke.