“Of course. Because I thought that’s what was best for you. And I would have done whatever you asked me to do to make you happy.”
“You’re too good for me, you know that.”
“I would disagree, but I don’t want to argue on our wedding night.” I retorted, batting my eyes at him like I always did when I was being saucy. But for some reason he put up with me still and held out his hand.
I took it, allowing him to pull me to him, and we shared another kiss, our mouths moving together for the second time as a true husband and wife. So many emotions flowed through me, flooding my body with a thundering cloak of feeling.
We clung to each other, pouring everything into an infinite loop between our bodies. Eventually, if things were going to progress we needed to part, so I pulled away slowly.
But God, the look that James gave me made it hard to stand, so I hurried along with what I was planning to do. Lifting my hands to my shoulders, I slipped my thumbs under the sleeves of my dress and down my arms.
The chiffon-like fabric picked up momentum, sliding down to my feet in a pretty puddle, and then I was bare. Because of could I hadn’t worn underwear. Who the hell wore underwear when they wanted to be ravished on their wedding night?
“You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he breathed, walking towards me again. But I stopped him with a palm on his chest.
“Sorry, you’re out of uniform.” I said, my lips curling into a naughty smirk.
“Oh am I now?”
“Yeah, you are.” I said, still pressing against the warm, chiseled muscles of his chest.
“Well I better get into, or out of uniform, I guess.”
I was having fun, but there was only so much banter a girl could take before ripping his clothes off myself. “Just take your clothes off, handsome.”
Now it was his turn to step back from me, and he started with the buttons of his shirt. Even after everything that we’d been through and how many rushed hook ups we had, he still favored those dress shirts with a million, billion, trillion fastenings. Oh well, atleast I wasn’t the one having to undo them, but I did have to watch in utter anticipation as he did.
For the first time in ever, he didn’t take his time. He didn’t draw it out and tease me like he usually did. I guess that for once he was in just as much of a hurry as I was.
Soon, we were both naked on our own little private slice of paradise, and I we were reaching for each other once again.
Our fingers intertwined, and we walked together to the ocean, slipping into the warm water. It was salty, and stung a bit, but that quickly faded away, leaving just the two of us.
We waded in until the water was just under my breasts and around his waist, then we joined each other again. Skin slid against each other, heated and salty, as our lips touched once again.
I loved the feel of his muscles under my fingers as I explored his form, and his own hands were busy, caressing me, touching me, driving me higher into my bliss.
I felt that bundle of pleasure driving me higher and higher, until his fingers dipped below the water and slid along my womanhood.
I sighed and let my head fall back. That just gave James my neck, and soon he was worrying at that with his teeth while manipulating me with his other hands.
My abdomen tightened more and more and just when I thought I was going to fall over the edge, he stopped.
I let out a whine, but he just smirked, the handsome bastard. His hands left me, creeping around to my behind where he gripped my cheeks and pulled me up again. It was a direct callback to our first time together, and it just made so much sense.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and one of his hands let go, reaching between us to position himself at my entrance. There was a moment of resistance as the salt water stole away my natural slickness, but eventually he made it in, and we were joined as one.
I let out another gasp, and the two of us stood there a moment, not letting go of a single shred of the moment.
“James Hines, I love you.” I said as my body adjusting to him.
“And I love you, Nicole Toshi Hines.”
My body and heart swelled, and I kissed him again, lifting my hips as much as I could, before returning back to him.
James took the cue just as I hoped he would, and began to thrust into me, increasing in space as we got more and more comfortable. It was amazing not to have to hold my voice back for fear of waking Kireina up, or waking the neighbors, and I let myself moan and groan as much as I wanted to.