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Paradise, thy name is Peter Island. After landing on Saint Thomas, they boarded a helicopter for the final leg of their journey to the private island. Even in the dark, the view from the helicopter revealed a lush, tropical landscape, the white sand beaches glowing in the moonlight. Brianna tried to check out the lobby as they walked in, but after her long and active day, her tired mind only registered the airy feel and glimpses of bamboo and palm fronds. A more thorough investigation would have to wait until daylight.....and her vision wasn't blurred by fatigue. "Mr. and Mrs. Bongiovi. Welcome and congratulations." The desk clerk greeted them. "Thank you and thanks for letting us arrive so late." Jon replied as he signed in. "No problem. We know how crazy wedding schedules can be. But you're here now so just relax and let us take care of everything." "Mmm. That sounds....perfect." Brianna sighed and leaned tiredly against her husband. One hand squeezed her hip and he kissed her temple. "Yeah, it does." Jon agreed. "Max here will show you to your suite." The clerk indicated a nearby bellhop. "If you will follow me." Max picked up their bags and led them down a hallway. "Oh wow!" Brianna breathed as they entered the suite. The main room was large and airy, decorated in blues and greens and woods that matched the natural beauty outside the floor to ceiling windows. The bedroom had the same colour scheme with white linens, tiled floor and colourful area rugs. The large fan in the high ceiling gently circulated the air. The bathroom was huge, with blue tile and white porcelain and included not only a Jacuzzi tub big enough for two, but also a two person shower - and Jon planned to make full use of both. Stepping out onto the balcony, while it was too dark to see much, they could hear the waves crashing on the beach and the scent of tropical flowers perfumed the air. Jon thanked Max and tipped him. He took the suitcases into the bedroom and started to undress while Brianna made a more thorough investigation of each room, exclaiming over each new delight she found. When she came near him, he reached out to snag her with one arm around her waist and pull her close. "So I did good?" Delicate hands slid up his bare chest and wound around his neck. "You did very good. It's beautiful." "So are you." He dipped his head to kiss her. When he lifted his head he frowned and closed both hands around the material of her dress at her hips. "But you have too many clothes on for a honeymoon." When he started to lift the dress, she felt compelled to point out an easier way. "There's a zipper in the back." He shrugged. "This works." Her throaty chuckle had his cock standing at attention even before her dress was a puddle on the floor and his eyes devoured her body, bare except for scraps of lace that he wasn't sure contained enough material to be classified as clothing - even underwear. He swallowed heavily and reached out to grasp both hands with his. He walked backwards toward the bed, tugging her with him. When the back of his legs hit the bed, he sat and pulled her between his knees. His gaze drifted over her slowly from head to toe and her body reacted as if he'd touched her. Goosebumps rose on her flushed skin, her nipples began to harden and the flesh between her legs grew damp and achy. She licked her lips. "Touch me." It was a whisper, but he heard her. "With pleasure." Releasing her hands, he trailed his fingers up her arms to her shoulders. The light scraping of his calluses made her shiver. Her chest rose as if to meet his touch as his hands drifted over her collarbones and started down her torso. When he reached her bra and lightly traced the line where lace met silken flesh, her nipples hardened even more in anticipation. Jon couldn't resist the silent request. Leaning forward, he followed the same line with his tongue, then licked the material covering a stiff peak while his hands gripped her ribcage to hold her in place. Her nails dug into his shoulders at the first tug of his lips. When his teeth closed around the swollen tip and his tongue rubbed the lace against it, it was too much - or not enough, she couldn't decide. She reached behind her back to undo the bra. Jon released her so that she could remove it, but before he could decide his next move, her fingers threaded through his hair to grip his head and draw him close again. His hands rose to cup the lush mounds and she watched his mouth reclaim an aching nipple. Blue eyes glinted up at her as he nibbled and sucked, gratified to see the amber pools brighten with each stroke of his tongue. Lifting his head slightly, he shifted to give her other breast the same treatment. One particularly strong pull took the strength from her legs. Jon caught her and laid back on the bed taking her with him. He rolled to reverse their positions and continued to tease and fondle the swollen globes of her breasts. But as much as he enjoyed the appetizer, his hunger grew steadily, urging him to explore and taste more of her delectable body. As his lips drifted over her ribcage and stomach, the scent of her arousal filled his nose and sent his senses swirling. His cock throbbed, warning him if he didn't want this encounter to come to a quick finish he needed to calm himself down. Gripping her hips, he flipped her over. He let his hands and mouth roam slowly over her back while he concentrated on getting his body under control. He wasn't some green, hormone crazed school boy. He was a grown man, and while he'd always had a healthy sex drive - which occasionally reared its head at inconvenient moments like when he was on stage - for the most part, he controlled it just like he did the other aspects of his life. He shouldn't be having this much of a problem, especially after their recent mile high club activities. But he'd always had a problem resisting her. The feel of her skin, her scent, her taste, each distracting on its own, but combined they incinerated his control. When he reached the thin strip of material that framed and split the globes of her ass, he took a deep breath and hooked two fingers under the strip and tugged it down over her hips. He grinned at her gasp when he nipped the firm flesh as he continued his journey down her body. The thong snagged on the heels of her shoes and after a quick internal debate he removed them as well. Turning her into her back again, he started to make his way back up the supple legs that he dreamed about having wrapped around him. When he reached the smooth expanse of her inner thigh, her lure became too strong to resist. He slid his arms under her legs and over her waist and settled in to feast. He was like starving man at a buffet. He didn't know where to start and couldn't get enough once he did. His tongue traced the length of her cleft, gathering the juices oozing from her core as he went. Her tart yet sweet flavour exploded in his mouth. But rather than safe his hunger, it just made him want more. So he took more, slowly savouring her, caressing her swollen folds with soft licks, drinking deeply from her well. His teeth nibbled and scraped her tender flesh, drawing gasps and soft moans from her throat. With his body warning him time was running out, he focused his attention on the bundle of nerves at the top of her cleft. He laved and flicked it with his tongue. Her cries filled his ears when his lips closed around it and sucked. Brianna let go of the sheet she'd been gripping and reached for him, tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him closer. Her hips rocked towards him, reaching for the orgasm that was approaching but was still just out of her reach. The teasing touch of his lips, teeth and tongue as they drifted over her throbbing flesh had her writhing and pulling him closer yet. "Mmmm. Close...so close." One particularly strong pull of his clips on her clit finally sent her over the edge. "Yes!" Jon didn't wait for her to recover - his aching cock wouldn't let him. Instead, he shifted upwards, keeping her legs on his shoulders, until he could sink into her humid depths. The spasms still echoing through her body was like a massage on his buried shaft. "Fuck you feel good!" Brianna didn't have the breath to speak. She could only moan as he started to move, driving himself in and out of her body. With her legs over his shoulders she couldn't move. She could only accept and absorb each powerful thrust. The friction kept her arousal from diminishing. Each movement just drove it higher and higher. Her whole body trembled on the brink of explosion. Looking up into Jon's flushed, sweat coated face, his blue eyes dark and burning, his lips glistening with her juices didn't help. "Come for me Golden Eyes." Jon panted. "Now!" One final deep thrust was all it took to push her over the edge again. "Jon!" "Fuck!" Jon closed his eyes and grimaced as his body responded to the pull of hers and erupted. It took several minutes before he had enough strength to withdraw from her body and roll to the side. One hand reached out to tug her into his arms. "You okay?" "Mmmm." She sighed as she snuggled against him. Both of them fell asleep before they could say another word. Brianna opened her eyes and gazed across the fur covered expanse of the chest under her cheek towards the windows to the balcony. The pale light told her it was barely dawn, but already the scent of the nearby flowers wafting through the open windows was heavenly. Yawning, her fingers idly sifted through the thick mat of his chest hair. When she came across the nub of his nipple, her nail scraped it absently. He sighed and shifted slightly, his cock stirred against her thigh. A gentle smile curved her lips and she turned her head to kiss the warm flesh under cheek. Her hand drifted over his chest and abdomen. When she came into contact with his swelling shaft, her fingers explored lazily, lightly stroking up and down, rubbing under the ridge and over the wide head. With a soft moan, he shifted again, lifting into her touch in a silent plea for more. Brianna grinned and slid onto him, let her mouth caress his torso as she moved down towards the prize in her hand. Reaching it, she glanced up to see a sliver of cobalt blue watching her. She licked her lips. "My turn." A groan was the only response he was capable of, all words erased from his mind at the touch of her tongue on his already aching flesh. Up and down and all around it slithered, followed by the cool waft of her breath as she blew on the wetness. One hand closed around the base, holding him steady while she swallowed him. "Fuck!" She settled into a rhythm, her hand pumping in counter point to her mouth. He endured the sweet torture for as long as he could, but when she moved her hand down to cup his sac, he broke. Easing her head back, he sat up and shifted back until he was leaning against the headboard. At her raised eyebrow, he crooked a finger. "Come her Golden Eyes. As much as I love the feel of my cock buried in your delectable mouth, I like it even better buried in your luscious body." "Is that right." Brianna crept upwards, rubbing her body along his and dotting kisses over his stomach and chest as she did so. "Well....we'll have to see if we can arrange something." The scraping of her teeth over his Adam's apple sent shivers down his spine. "Brat." He gripped her hips, lifted her end set her down on his throbbing erection, grinning at her gasp. "There. Now ride me Golden Eyes." "Mmmm." She nibbled along his jaw and nipped his bottom lip playfully as she rocked against him. Bracing her hands on his shoulders, she straightened and began to rise and fall on his buried shaft. "Is this what you want?" Jon's heated gaze roamed over her flushed face and undulating body....and froze on the sight of his flesh, glistening from her wetness, disappearing and emerging from her body. "Fuck yeah." Brianna watched his face as he watched their bodies merge again and again. His pleasure was obvious and fuelled her own. As she moved, his hands ran up and down her sides, squeezing her hips and stroking the sides of her breasts. Soon, the light touches weren't enough for her. She needed more. The tug of her fingers in his hair pulled Jon's gaze up her torso from where their bodies joined......and stopped at the sight of the plump globe of her breast, the stiff nipple reaching towards him, being held out to him by a delicate hand. It was an invitation he was more than happy to accept. A rumble of approval vibrated in her throat when his lips closed around her nipple and he sucked. That's it kitten, purr for me. His teeth held the sensitive nub steady while his tongue rubbed and flicked. "Oh! Mmmm." Brianna shuddered and ground her pelvis against his. Jon groaned and released her breast with a pop. Panting, he struggled for control. When he glanced up into her flushed face and glowing eyes, he was relieved to see that she was close too. But close wasn't enough. He needed to push her over the edge. His hands gripped her ribcage and shifted slightly until he could reach her other breast. As he nibbled and sucked, she cried out and rocked harder and faster against him, desperately reaching for the rapidly approaching climax. Brianna closed her eyes and held him tight against her, "Oh. Oh. Oh. Mmmm yes. Yes! Harder. Mmmm like that. Yes! Yes! Yes! Jon!" "Fuck!" Jon groaned as her body's spasms triggered his own and he exploded inside her. It took several minutes before either one of them had the strength to move. Finally, Brianna rolled off of him and collapsed onto the bed. A few minutes later Jon slid down to join her. Their hands reached out to touch, but that was all they had energy for before they both fell asleep. The next time Brianna opened her eyes, the sun shone brightly, luring her to come out and play. Her body told her the bathroom was about as far as she should plan on going today. Easing from the bed, she bit back a groan as she stood and waited to see if her legs would hold her up. She made it to the bathroom and back. When she neared the bed the singing of birds drew her attention outside once again. Soft snoring told her Jon was still sleeping soundly and she let him be. He'd more than earned his rest. She didn't want to risk waking him by rummaging through her suitcase, so she picked up his dress shirt that had been tossed on the floor and pulled it on. Easing open the door, she slipped out onto the balcony. Jon woke to find himself alone in the bed. A glance towards the bathroom revealed another empty room. Sitting up, he looked around again and finally spied her on the balcony. She was leaning on the railing, the breeze playing with her hair and swirling the hem of his shirt around her thighs. His cock stood up in appreciation of the sight. He looked down in disbelief, then shrugged and grinned. It was their honeymoon. He was supposed to be horny all the time. Rising from the bed, he started towards his bride, paused and detoured to his suitcase. Brianna jerked when his arms slid around her, pulling her back against his firm chest. She hadn't heard him approach. "Morning." "Morning." He nuzzled under her ear. "I...mmmmm." She tilted her head to the side, closed her eyes and leaned back against him as his hands slid under the shirt to explore her sensitive areas. "I didn't think you'd be up for awhile yet." "Oh I'm up." He bent her forward slightly and slid his cock into her welcoming body. "See?" "Oh!" Brianna gasped and gripped the railing. The squawking of two birds as they chased each other reminded her of their location. "Some might see us!" He glanced up and down the empty beach. "No one's around. Even if someone looked up here all they'd see is a couple cuddling on the balcony." His lips twitched. "Besides, the risk of getting caught adds a little thrill don't you think?" Think? How was she supposed to think with his thumb rubbing her nipple and his fingers stroking the flesh surrounding his buried erecting. "Mmmm." "Like that?" He murmurs in her ear. "What about this?" She heard the buzzing a split second before the finger vibrators touched her skin. Her whole body shuddered as her nerve endings sparked throughout her body. "Jesus!" "No, Jon." He grinned. "But if you want to think of me as a god, I won't complain." Her chuckle turned into a groan as his fingers moved in circles - one around her stiffened nipple, the other around her clit. She bit her lip to stifle her cries and she fought to remain still, all in an effort to avoid detection if someone wandered close enough to see them. Jon knew what she was doing by her furtive glances towards the beach, but he was confident this was one battle how would win and wouldn't have to do anything but wait. She couldn't hold out against the intense stimulation for long. And he was right. With each pass of his fingers over her sensitive nubs, her control was eroded until all concerns about being caught were swamped by overwhelming need. Gripping the railing, Brianna rocked her hips back against him, driving him deeper and deeper into her body. "That's it. That's my beautiful girl. Take what you need." He groaned at the feel of her body tightening around him as her orgasm drew closer. "You feel so fucking good." Brianna could only moan in agreement. Her brain couldn't formulate a thought, and her mouth certainly couldn't speak one. Her whole being was focused on the ebb and flow of his body into hers and the sensations that resulted from it. Around and around he circled the small instruments of torture, stirring her passion, pushing it higher and higher until it overwhelmed her and she shattered. "Oh!" Jon grit his teeth and struggled to hold on while her body convulsed around him. He glanced up and down the beach. This was when he had to watch for anyone nearby. He wasn't done with her yet and he wasn't sure she would be able to contain he cries. Brianna wasn't aware of anything other than the blood pounding in her veins and the shudders wracking her body in never ending waves. Gasping for breath, she focused on riding the waves. When she couldn't take anymore, but he showed no signs of stopping, she grasped the wrist of the hand between her legs and pushed it further back, dragging the vibrator over his scrotum to the spot just behind it and held it there. "Fuck!" Jon groaned as his control was ripped away and he exploded inside her. When she could speak again, Brianna had to ask. "Are you trying to kill me?" Jon snorted. "No. It's our honeymoon. I'm going to love you until neither of us can walk." Easing out of her body, he nuzzled under her ear. "How about a bath?" She nodded and followed him back inside. As they passed the bed and she saw the toys spread over it, she stopped and raised a brow at him. He smirked. "I told you. Until neither of us can walk." Her mind balked at the idea. Her body hummed in anticipation.

This site contains affiliate links, view the disclaimer for more information. Have you ever found yourself wondering if the person you’re dating is messing with your heart? It can be really tough dealing with the uncertainty of being in a relationship with someone who might not be sincere. So In this article, I’m going to be revealing to you 15 unmistakable signs to help you determine if she is a player, and the emotional impact of being with one. By understanding this cues, you can navigate the dating world with a sharper eye, making more informed choices about your partner. Click here to join my whatsapp channel to get early access to all exclusive content Contents hide 1 Who is a player 2 The consequences of being with a player 3 Ladies too are big time players 4 My Painful experience being with a player 5 How to know she is a player and you’re being played 5.1 Conclusion Who is a player A player is someone who is not playing fair in the world of romance, often juggling multiple connections with insincere intentions. The consequences of being with a player Now let’s talk about the consequences of getting involved with a player. When in a relationship with a player, such relationship lacks the stability and trust necessary for your emotional well being, potentially leading to self esteem issues and emotional turmoil. This instability can also hinder your personal growth and make it hard to lay a solid foundation for a healthy, long term connection. Discovering you’ve been involved with a player can also really shake your belief in future relationships and make it challenging to open up to honest partners This emotional scar can last a long time, impacting your ability to trust and love again. That’s why it’s absolutely essential for you to figure out if she’s a player early on and save yourself from these painful consequences. Ladies too are big time players You know, it’s a common misconception that players are mostly guys, but let me tell you, that’s far from the truth. The dating game doesn’t discriminate by gender, and women can just be as skilled at playing it. These ladies often exhibits subtle signs, ones you might not catch away, which is why it’s essential to recognize these key indicators. That’s why identifying these signs can be your shield against unnecessary heartache and can help you make informed choices, ensuring you invest your emotions and time where it truly counts. [Read – Step-by-Step Ways to Properly Breakup With Your Girlfriend] My Painful experience being with a player I once had a tough experience with a lady who turned out to be a player, and it left me feeling deceived and heartbroken. Initially, everything seemed great in our relationship, but over time, I noticed some very troubling signs. She was so sweet and attentive when we were together, but her behavior became inconsistent. She’d often cancel plans, provided vague explanations when we meet, and was very hesitant to commit to future dates. This truth became painfully clear when i stumbled upon her active dating profile. It was evident that she had been playing the field all along, and doesn’t have any intentions for any real commitment. This experience taught me the importance of recognizing the signs of a player and being cautious to protect my own emotions in the dating world. [Read – How to be a Sophisticated and Classy Guy on a Budget] How to know she is a player and you’re being played 1. She’s elusive about her past relationships A lady who has a player mentality is going to be remarkably tight lipped when it comes to discussing her romantic history. When you ask her about it, she’s going to start acting mysteriously to evade talking about it. She’d smile, tell you not to worry about it and change the subject to another thing entirely just to avoid discussing her romantic history. They do this because they don’t have that emotional connection with you for them to feel obliged to tell you anything about their past relationship. And also because, by concealing details about their previous partners, they avoid giving the impression of them having emotional baggage, making it easier to juggle multiple relationships simultaneously. 2. She avoids introducing you to her friends or family You might be dating her say, for a few month now, but whenever you make an effort to interact with her social circle. she’d always find excuses to keep you away from them. She’d claim they’re too busy or they’re not ready to meet, and when you insist on meeting them, she would accuse you of not being considerate and selfish A lady that has genuine feelings for you would want to meet your family and friend, and would put in incredible effort for you to also meet hers. [Read – 14 Tips to Adopt that’d Make You Totally Irresistible to any Woman] 3. She cancels plans at the last minute A lady who’s just messing around with you would cancel plans at the die minute, giving you flimsy excuses or even completely keeping you in the dark without any explanation. You’re going to be all happy, dressing up to go out on maybe a casual outing with her, until your phone dings unexpectedly with a message from her telling you something came up and she wouldn’t be able to make it. It’s understandable that life can throw curveballs, and we all have priorities. But however, when hese last minute cancellations becomes a recurring theme without her even trying to make up for it, it’s an unmistakable sign that something is amiss. It’s crucial to remember that understanding and empathy should always be part of a relationship, but there’s a fine line between being understanding and being taken for granted. So when her cancellations stack up and create a pattern of inconsistency, it’s a clear indication that you might be a pawn in her romantic chess game. 4. She switches from being super affectionate to suddenly distant instantly The whole saga is going to start with her being really nice to you, making you feel like you’re the most important person in life. And all of a sudden, she’d start acting so cold, leaving you confused and hurt. She would differently from one moment to the next, making it hard for you to understand what she really wanted. To make it worse, she’d also disappear without even speaking to you and giving you any good reason. When you are able to reach her and you try to talk about what the problem is, she’d either give you vague excuses or would totally ignore you. They do this mainly because of the desire for attention and the lack of interest in you. They enjoy the feeling of being wanted and chased by a person, and because of the lack of genuine interest that they had, It’s going to lead to the lack of consistency in their affection. 5. She never calls or messages you until you do A lady who’s really into you would want to hear from you, and in turn, she’d always be calling or texting you. But If she NEVER seems to be the first to pickup the phone to call or message you until you’ve done it, well, that’s a classic sign. You see, It’s like she’s putting all the cards in your hands and making you do all the legwork. It’s as if she’s enjoying the chase and isn’t really keen on building a genuine connection. This behavior is a red flag. It’s one of those subtle hints that suggest you might be dealing with a player who is not looking for anything serious, but rather a temporary and shallow connection. 6. She rarely talks about her feelings and emotions Talking about feelings and emotions between couples is a normal scenario in a relationship. It forms the foundation of understanding, trust and intimacy between partners. However, when you’re with a lady who rarely or never opens up to you about how she feels, it’s a telltale sign that she might be playing the field. She’d maintain an air of mystery, skillfully dodging discussions that would venture into the realm of personal emotions. Her interactions tends to stay on the surface, bypassing any opportunities for deep emotional connections. 7. She’s overly focused on material possessions You’d have a hint she might be a player when she can’t seem to resist the allure of fancy cars, designer brands, and extravagant experiences. It’s like she’s always on the lookout for partners who can shower her with these luxuries. In conversations, she can’t help but steer the towards her insatiable desire for all things expensive, and you might find yourself subtly pressured to give her costly gifts and grand gestures just to keep her attention. It makes you wonder if she’s genuinely interested in you or if she’s just using you as a means to fuel her desire for opulence. If your girlfriend is not like this, fine, you’re in luck. But keep an eye out for these materialistic tendencies. They’re a strong signal that you might be getting played. 8. She breadcrumbs you Breadcrumbing is a dirty game girls play where they’d give the right amount of attention to keep your interest, but when it comes to concrete plans or genuine emotional connection between you both, they’d just be of. She’ll text you the most romantic message, making you feel all special for a moment, only to vanish when you try to discuss the future together. You’ll then find yourself endlessly swiping through her social media stories, witnessing how she enjoys life without you in the picture. I’ve been there. They do this expertly, i tell you. Keeping you hanging on to the idea of something more substantial. But ultimately, she’s not interested in committing to any future with you [Read – The Ultimate Guide on Getting Any Lady to be Your Girlfriend] 9. She’s secretive about her phone and messages You see, on a norms, ladies are super protective when it comes to their privacy and that’s justifiable. Nobody wants people going around their business as if it’s their cup of tea, but when she acts super protective about her business, like her phone calls and messages, it’s a telltale sign that something is up. You can tell something is wrong when she flinches or acts secretive whenever you’re near her phone, when she always keep her phone face down or on silent – making it nearly impossible for you to catch a glimpse, and when she’d conveniently step out of the room to answer calls, even when they come in at odd hours. And you’re suddenly the bad guy when you innocently ask about the people texting and calling her. She’d respond with vague explanations or defensive remarks accusing you of being insecure, ultimately deflecting your inquiries. 10. Her socials flooded with guys It’s pretty normal for a lady to have guy friends and maintain an active social life, I’m not against it, but when you notice that her social media is ALWAYS packed with new male friends, It might just be a sign that she is a player. For example, she’d keep posting photos with lots of different guys with captions like “New friend, be nice” or “My partner in crime”, and it’s the same bullsh*t story about you being insecure when you ask about it, If she behaves like this, she’s definitely playing you. 11. She’s overly concerned about her appearance and image When she consistently cares more about appearing attractive than building a real connection, that’s a warning signal. It might show in her posting lots of highly edited, attention-seeking photos on her socials, using tricks like filters or only showing her best angles. Plus, she would seem too overly concerned about the number of likes and followers she’s got. 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