Maria snagged a piece of fruit and popped it into her mouth. “Oh my God, seriously is everything on this island perfect?”
“I know, right?” I looked around but didn’t see
Diego, her boyfriend. “Where’s the love?”
“Oh, he wanted to sleep in,” she said, shaking her head. “He didn’t think he could deal with watching someone take pictures of my half naked body.”
“Morning, Maria,” Nathan said as he took his coffee from my hand. “Where’s your boy toy?”
“Morning, Mr. Married,” she said, grabbing another piece of fruit. “He’s back at the resort sleeping.”
“Lucky,” he said like a child. “How come I’m not allowed to sleep?”
“Because you insisted on helping run the company,” I said, squeezing his cheek and walking into the villa.
“Damn it,” he said under his breath, making me laugh.
We sat around getting our hair and makeup done, laughing and talking, and waiting for the photographer. With about ten minutes to spare, he showed up looking pretty tired. He dropped his stuff in the middle of the floor and dramatically sighed.
“Ladies, I need coffee, stat,” he said to the staff standing around to help. “I spent way too much time at drag night last night.”
We laughed, glad to be around men that we didn’t have to be self-conscious around. They told us how beautiful we looked about a hundred times, and then we made our way down to the beach to start taking pictures. The main beach right outside of the resort was where we landed. As the sun peeked over the horizon, the constant click of the camera filled the air. Maria and I spent the next several hours posing for the camera, walking out into the ocean with that sassy look back, and rolling around in the waves, really testing the durability of my top. Nathan was standing on the side, watching every time our wardrobe guy had to fix my suit. He was being way overprotective, but for some reason, I actually found it endearing. He was jealous of anybody that even looked at me, but I just smiled and winked at him, letting him know whose attention I really wanted.
As the sun rose, the beach began to fill up and a crowd started to gather. Maria and I ran out into the surf, frolicking around in the waves. The water was so warm, and the people seemed very entertained and curious about what was going on. Our marketing crew went to work immediately, handing out cards for our online shop. We knew we didn’t want the brand to just stay in California, so Nathan had an amazing website and online store put up days before our trip began. We made sure to set limits, just in case things took off. We didn’t want to get home and not have enough product produced to fill the orders. The women loved the ideas, and I could see them chatting amongst themselves excitedly as they looked at the cards. The men, well, they were men, and they were content with watching our small bikinis barely cover our bodies as the water ran down our dark skin.
I could see the thunder clouds clashing in Nathan’s eyes as the men next to him whispered and gawked at me in the waves. It didn’t bother me a bit since I knew exactly what man I wanted to take me home. But Nathan, he was not having a very good time with it. I smiled at him and waved from the water, laughing to myself as he forced a smile back. His crossed arms and rigid smile let everyone know exactly who he was, and the men turned and walked to the other side. I didn’t want Nathan to be uncomfortable, but the idea that he was jealous was slightly thrilling for me. It made me want him even more, and I had to be sure that I let him know just who I belonged to. I waved to the photographer for a break and jogged up the beach to Nathan. Immediately, he wrapped a towel around me, and I smiled up at him with a big toothy grin.
“Aww, what’s wrong baby?”
“I don’t like this beach,” he said. “Why couldn’t we have done it on the private one?”
“We talked about this,” I said, chuckling. “We want people to see the bathing suits. It's killing two birds with one stone.”
“Two naked birds,” he scoffed.
“Aww, come here,” I said, pouting at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in, kissing him deeply and passionately in front of everyone. When I pulled away, I stood on my tip toes and whispered in his ear. “I belong to you alone.”
I kissed him on the cheek and handed him my towel, ready to get this shoot over so I could get back to the honeymoon. Maria stood smiling with her hand outstretched, and I jogged over to her. We ended the shoot with some photos together that we planned on getting framed and putting up on the walls in the store. As we posed together for the camera, I watched Nathan look down at his phone, scrolling through the internet in search of something. Knowing him, it was probably some ridiculous, elaborate surprise, but at least, I knew it would be for me.
Chapter Twenty Three
Nathan
It was one thing to look at your wife in a club, all decked out, and have other men stare. In that situation, you were proud of the fact that she was with you. It was something completely different for your wife to be pretty much naked, frolicking through the waves of the ocean, and having skeevy ass hats standing around gawking at her huge tits and round ass.
I couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy my wife was, and I truly felt lucky to be able to honestly say that. But the thought of her body splashed all over advertisements made me kind of sick to my stomach. I mean, she was my wife, not some woman that was meant for other guys to jack off to. I really didn’t know how the husbands of swimsuit models dealt with seeing their wives splashed all over newsstands every year. I would go around buying every single one of them before anyone else could. I tried not to talk about how uncomfortable it was for me around Ronni because I didn’t want to make her feel bad. Just by watching her in front of the camera, she was a natural at posing, and she was beaming with self-confidence, something I never saw in her while we grew up.
Her conservative style as a young adult was definitely shed off when she hit college, and on a regular basis, I had no problem with watching her walk in front of me in a pair of cutoff shorts and crop top. However, out here on the public beach with a crowd, I was having a really hard time controlling my irritation. I did not want to be that guy, that jealous guy that beat up every man that stared at my wife, but right now, it was really hard to control myself.
I just needed to continue to tell myself that while other men might be able to look, I was the only one that was allowed to touch. Her soft supple skin and the dark exotic look were just for me, and I couldn’t wait to get back in bed with her. I could already feel my pants getting tight just thinking about the night before, when she rode me until I could feel her juices running down my shaft. I took a deep breath and nonchalantly adjusted myself, trying to get the thought of her naked body out of my head. It wasn’t so easy with her nipples hard under that thin bikini top.
As Maria and Ronni began the last part of the shoot, which was group photos for the shop’s walls, I looked down at my phone, realizing I hadn’t made any plans for later that night. I need to make sure I showed Ronni just how committed I was and how treasured she really was. I flipped through the options of restaurants on my phone, landing on the very famous five-star French Polynesian restaurant just a short helicopter ride to another island. I dialed their number and began to set my plans in motion while glancing over at Ronni, who was now chatting with Maria and the marketing team. I needed to make this night so special that she would never be able to forget it.
We headed back to the villa where I pulled out a beautiful evening dress for her to wear for the surprise. She walked out of the shower, drying her hair, and she smiled at me, holding the dress up in front of myself. I quickly lowered it, my cheeks blushing.
“I don’t think that will fit you,” she teased.
“Then I think you should wear it tonight,” I said. “I have a surprise for you, but we have to leave in like twenty minutes.