Copycat

CHAPTER 2: HEATED BODIES

Rafael and Jessica grasped each other's hands tightly as they entered their honeymoon suite smiling. Rafael always wanted to take a nice, relaxing vacation to Italy and what better person to spend it with than his new wife.

"Here we are Mrs. Rodriguez," he said.

"Man, it felt good saying that," he thought to himself.

Jessica closed the door slowly behind her and turned the lock.

"Kiss me."

Rafael lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as she slid down into his lips. Her lips played with his moustache as his tongue peeked around in her mouth, finally meeting with her tongue for a sensual, slow dance. Jessica started moaning as she began sucking his lips faster and running her hands across his back. His hands moved from her back and grabbed her butt, grinding with her slowly as he supported her in the air. There they stood, kissing for a few minutes until they finally stumbled on to the bed.

"Ay Papi!" Jessica said playfully as she lifted up her head and stared down at him.

She knew he hated when she said that because it was so racist, but right now he was only focused on taking her clothes off. She held his hands that were creeping up, down to the bed.

"When I said kiss me, I didn't mean there," Jessica said teasingly, "I did love those kisses though."

He gasped and then smiled as he slid her skirt off and pulled down her white, laced panties. She clutched the bed sheets and bent her head back as he kissed her between her thighs. Rafael moved his tongue rhythmically back and forth across her clit, pausing at intervals to suck it slowly. Jessica bit her lips as pleasure began surging through her body. Her back slid backwards on the bed slightly. Her body had taken control, celebrating the feeling of his lips against her Garden of Eden. It was her legs' turn now. They gripped the bed as her pelvis elevated a bit over the bed. Jessica moaned as she threw her blouse off and quickly unhooked her bra.

"Oh God!" she exclaimed as she squeezed her succulent breasts and played with her nipples, which were now erect.

Rafael paused for a moment to throw off his shirt and jump out of his pants and boxers. He knelt back down and pushed his tongue into her vagina. Grabbing one of her breasts, he squeezed as he played around in her garden. After a few minutes, he crawled upon her body and resumed kissing her. Jessica grabbed his butt. When he pulled back a little in shock, she giggled and manoeuvred herself past his belly and began kissing his dick. How could he stay upset? Her mouth slid over his penis and her head started moving up and down as she held it tightly with her right hand. Rafael's breathing started getting heavier as he felt his knees getting weaker. Jessica slid back up after playing with the tip of his penis for a short while. After Rafael penetrated her, the moaning that followed nearly caused the paintings to fall off the wall. They were done in the next ten minutes, laying side by side and sweating profusely.

"I love you, Jessica," Rafael whispered.

"I love you, Enrique," Jessica responded.

"What?" Rafael shot back, while sitting up.

"Babe. It was just a slip of the tongue," she replied.

"I'm going for a walk. I need to clear my head."

"No. Don't go hun. Come back to bed. It's our honeymoon."

"Is it? Or do you wish that Enrique was the one you walked down the aisle with?"

Rafael fumed as he threw on a 'Prayers for Paris' t-shirt and Hawaiian shorts. He slammed the door behind him as he headed towards the bar.

"I can't believe this. Even on my honeymoon I still have to be fighting Enrique," Rafael muttered.

"Scotch on the rocks," Rafael said as he finally reached the bar.

"Rafael?" the bartender replied.

Rafael looked up in shock to see his past classmate, Kaycie, staring back at him with bright eyes. Her light-blue eyes pierced through his body as she leaned across the counter and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Kaycie? Oh my God. It's been forever," he finally said.

"What are you doing so far from New York?" she asked as she prepared his drink.

"He's on his honeymoon," Jessica replied through grated teeth as she put her arms around Rafael.

Kaycie had fallen in love with Rafael when he saved her, after she fell in the pool during college. But she soon found out that he only had eyes for Jessica. The two have been at each other's necks ever since.

Rafael lifted his arm to pick up his drink and simultaneously shrugged Jessica's hands off.

"First day married and he's already tired of you. How surprising Jessica," Kaycie sneered.

"Why don't you mind your own business you wanna-be can opener?" Jessica shot back.

Kaycie's blonde head was narrow so her chin had the appearance of being pointed.

"If there's anything you need, here's my number," Kaycie said before putting her card into Rafael's pocket and walking to the next end of the bar.

Jessica spent the rest of the evening making it up to Rafael. She managed to drag him for a walk on the beach and there they reminisced on their college dates.