Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fu.cking dream I'm living in.
I let my lips linger against Aria's as we shared our first kiss as husband and wife, neither of us willing to break it. My hands clutched at her tiny waist to keep her against my body firmly while hers cupped my neck gently. It was slow, intimate, gentle and I'd lie if I said I wasn't excited to be married to the only love of my life, ridiculously happy too. When I finally pulled my head back, just enough to see the contageous smile on my Aria's face, I also realized that around us where was no one anymore, the man who had officiated at the ceremony has disappeared and we were left with nothing but sand, sea and candles as company.
Aria gave me a silly look as she bit down on her lip, "Are we really married Seb?" She asked, trying to conceal the smile tugging at the corner of her mouth but failing. She looked randiant and, of course, incredibly beautiful. "This all feels unreal." She confessed in a quite voce that showed her enthusiasm too.
I smiled as big as her, thinking that I couldn't have wanted a better wedding than this. So far everything had gone perfectly. "It is, I have proof." I said and pulled my left hand away from her body, regretfully, blinking at the wedding band Aria had gotten me and now encircling my finger. I had to admit it felt pretty unreal to me too, mostly since it had been a surprise I hadn't seen coming at al. "We're married and you're officially and legally mine Mrs Aria Pitt." I added, getting hold of her again and again kissing her.
"What now?" She asked against my lips as she grinned wide, looking as excited as a kid in a candy shop, "I know you're up to something. I sensed it for days."
Aria gave me a silly look as she bit down on her lip, "Are we really married Seb?" She asked, trying to conceal the smile tugging at the corner of her mouth but failing. She looked randiant and, of course, incredibly beautiful. "This all feels unreal." She confessed in a quite voce that showed her enthusiasm too.
I smiled as big as her, thinking that I couldn't have wanted a better wedding than this. So far everything had gone perfectly. "It is, I have proof." I said and pulled my left hand away from her body, regretfully, blinking at the wedding band Aria had gotten me and now encircling my finger. I had to admit it felt pretty unreal to me too, mostly since it had been a surprise I hadn't seen coming at al. "We're married and you're officially and legally mine Mrs Aria Pitt." I added, getting hold of her again and again kissing her.
"What now?" She asked against my lips as she grinned wide, looking as excited as a kid in a candy shop, "I know you're up to something. I sensed it for days."
"And you're not terrified?" I asked in a teasing voice, since we both knew that she hated surprises. In this case though, I was the terrified one, this wasn't the kind of thing I usually did and I was seriously worried it could be too much, it could be pushing it and be too out of my character.
"Mostly curious." She answered seriously and ran her hands down my chest slowly. "I don't want to wait a second longer."
"Okay, let's go." I smirked at her and at her impatience, something about her that would never change. Pulling away from her regretfully, I reached for her hand as we walked in the sand. I caught her toss her head back, her eyes taking in the last rays of sunlight of the gorgeous sunset that we had seen while becoming husband and wife, and I wondered if that had been how she had imagined that moment to be.
"It's so beautiful." She commented quietly, her face so perfect and framed by that suggestive landscape, "I wish we could take a picture." She added, since the guy she had tricked into taking pictures duing the wedding was now gone, just like the only other one person who had taken part to our ceremony.
I stopped in my tracks and slid my free hand into the pocket of my light blue pants, fishing out my phone a second later, "But we can." I smirked at her.
She laughed, "Oh god Seb. You and your phone, even on our wedding day." She shook her head before leaning her side against mine, her head nestling in the crook of my neck, "Wedding selfie. Me gusta."
I laughed with her as I oriented my phone so that we were both in its screen, "Smile silly girl." I said as I felt her grip at me so tight it made my head spin as it finally all felt real. This was the beginning or our life together. My heart was having a hard time beating properly.
After I took a photo she moved her hand to cup my jaw, "Another one please." She grinned and looked into my eyes, "Kiss me."
"That's so cheesy." I commented but kept smiling like an idiot, kissing her and doing as she told. A bunch of seconds later, we were walking again hand in hand, straight to the place where we'd spend out first night together.
"You love cheesy." She said and eyed me, of course teasing me but getting nothing but a smirk and a shrug from me, "Where are you taking me? It's hard to walk in this dress and in the sand." She protested and shot me the first pout as Mrs Pitt.
"It's going to be worth it." I said back, hoping she'd think it was too.
"Leave it to Sebastian Pitt to take his wife on a hike on their wedding night." She sighed as she tried to keep a straight face, but as soon as I laughed heartly at her words, she smiled like a crazy girl.
"This is not a hike." I said eventually and my eyes kept going to hers while we walked, now leaving the beach behind us and heading to a part of the resort we had never been to before. Correction, Aria had never been. It was a small house behind a low hill and hidden by a bunch of trees, looking at a tiny beach. It was all very private and intimate, the perfect place to spend the night alone and away from the world. I had arranged everything, trying to guess what Aria would like, we'd have a simple dinner and a cake, champagne of course, and all the possible things we'd need which included whatever Ar had planned to wear, thanks to Erin too.
"We're like in the middle of the jungle Seb and my feet are starting to hurt, can you tell me where we're going?" She sighed again and shot me another pout, squeezing my hand for full effect.
"Enough woman, let me spoil you." I grinned at her and bent over to slide my arm under her legs while the other encircled her back as I picked her up, knowing this was the only way to make her stop.
She snaked her arm around my neck, smirking wide and looking content, "I like how this marriage is starting..." She trailed off.
"You better." I retorted, a hint of amusement in my tone even though I was holding my breath as I walked, aware that at the moment my babe was more interested in my face than in our surroundings. As I took the last step out of the trees, I felt the sand under my feet again, the view in front of me exactly like I had imagined it. It was a lot like where we had just gotten married, only in a smaller scale. There were candles almost everywhere, from the beach to the porch of the house, those being the only light in the now dark night except for the one coming from inside the house. I moved my gaze to the porch, my eyes trying to put on focus the table waiting for us just outside the porch. So far, it was like I had requested, I could only hope that inside the house there would be all the flowers I had asked for. I wanted to spoil my now wife for all the times I hadn't spoiled her, to give her the romance she had desired once, when she was still really young. "Here we are." I said quietly, dying a little for how nervous I was.
Aria's eyes took in everything, a smile curving her lips again and I just waited, not able to guess what she'd tell me but only hoping for the best. I knew she had to know how much this all meant to me. Turning her head back towards me, she studied my expression. "It's even better than I imagined," She said honestly, pressing her lips against mine. "It's perfect. Everything about today has been perfect."
"The day isn't over yet," I grinned back at her, shaking my nerves and being the confident man I was almost always, Aria the only one able to make me doubt myself and that didn't happen often anyway.
"Show me the rest!" She smiled wider, "Carry your wife through the threshold."
I laughed and shook my head, "Are you going to be calling yourself that all night?"
"I think I'll alternate between that and Mrs. Pitt..." She trailed off, forcing a serious face as I let those words really sink in. She was really mine now and never I had thought that I would've given my name to any girl, yet there I was, standing in front of her. I had always thought I wouldn't have found someone able to deal with my difficult personality, someone who would've understood sides of me I still couldn't understand myself, but mostly somone for whom I would've changed my stubborn mind. Then Aria had happened and still happened, everyday turning me into a man who was better than the one I was the day before. I laughed as I bounded up the steps, the darkness illuminated by all the candles. Reaching for the doorknob, I turned it and pushed the door open. The flowers I had asked for were there, all Aria's favorite. "Either we have snuck into someone elses place or an alien has invaded my Seb," She said in almost a whisper, her eyes wide as she looked around the place. That was definitely the look I had been hoping for and I felt myself start to relax even though I wasn't done surprising her.
I reached for her chin with my fingers and guided her gaze back to mine. The second our eyes locked, my heart skipped a breat and my mouth went dry. "Are you doubting me so soon?" I asked eventually, but knew better than that.
"Never," She grinned at me and shook her head. "It's beautiful though. You've outdone yourself and I'm amazed. Now set me down Mr. Pitt and show me the rest of my surprise so I can thank you properly."
"What makes you think there's more?" I raised both eyebrows and looked amused. I didn't know if it was me being more transparent than usual or it was her hoping for more, but she was right. There was still so much more and it was maybe the hardest part.
"I was referring to a big bed and your pants coming off, but if there's more? I'll be fine with that too," She pressed her lips back against mine.
I kissed her back, my lips lingering on hers as I bore my eyes into hers and I felt my mouth curve into a grin. It wasn't the thought of being married now that made me so happy, it was the realization that I had finally made it, I had made this gorgeous girl mine forever. I had no longer to live with the fear of losing her and that was a huge relief for me because I knew that it was either her or no one else, the love I felt for her was impossible to feel twice, not to add that someone like her was one only in the whole world. "There might be more." I said eventually as I weighed my options, wanting to find the perfect timing to surprise her again. I had made a plan in my head, but now it was less about following it and more about living the moment.
"Tell me." She said with her lips still pressed against mine, excitement flashing into her gorgeous green eyes.
"I said it might be more, it depends on if you'll be good." I said back as I wrapped my arms around her once again, not knowing where to start. I tilted my head down, hiding my face in my safe spot, where her neck met her shoulders, and inhaled deeply her sweet scent.
"I say you're trying to trick me into being good and then I'll get nothing anyway." She protested, teasing me and still smiling while I wondered what she was thinking, what her expectations for the night were.
I let out a small laugh, pulling my head back to look at her, "I thought you'd say you're always good instead." I retorted as I shot her an amused look.
"You wouldn't have married a good girl." She said matter of factly, running her hands down my shirt and looking really confident. Also really sexy.
"I wouldn't have married anyone else." I said more seriously, turning her into my arms and pressing kisses down her neck as my hand found the zipper of her dress and played with it. "I promise I'll try to be a good husband." I started and pushed her hair off her shoulder to have easier access to her skin. I wasn't exactly seducing her, I was spoiling her instead, trying to gather the courage to tell her the words I hadn't wanted to say in front of a stranger. Vows were just a tradition I wasn't interested in, but telling her what I had in my heart was a whole other story. "I know there will be times when I'll have something to be sorry for, I know I'll make mistakes, but I'll always make up for everything, I'll always do all I can to make you happy and proud to be my wife." I paused to take a deep breath, unzipping her dress in a slow motion as I let out my breath again. She turned her head in my direction and stared at me with her big bambi eyes, biting down on her lip and looking...surprised? Speechless? I slipped my hand between the fabric of her dress and her skin, it being like silk and giving me the contact I needed. That what was we were, our bodies connected in a way that was hard to explain. "You're the love of my life Ar." I added, not able to say another word, not able to stare at her a second longer because I felt completely exposed. Instead I angled my head, closing my eyes and pressing a soft kiss on her lips, still gripping her tight to keep her as close as possible.
Aria kept kissing me, deepening the kiss and responding to me. I didn't need much than this, now that I had finally said what I had kept in my heart for years I felt relieved and this day, which was already perfect, could go on smoothly. "I love you so much," She whispered against my lips when the kiss regretfully ended.
I pulled my head back enough to study her face, trying to gather her reaction. If I knew her as well as I thought I did, she'd get get emotional. "You're not going to cry are you?" I asked finally and her genuine smile turned into a huge grin.
"Maybe a little," She replied honestly and wrinkled her nose, her eyes glossy. "But it's not my fault," She turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
I set my hands on her back, her zipper still down and giving me access to her silky skin. "Is it my fault instead?" I asked with a grin.
She nodded and smiled at me again, "You're already the best husband I could ever ask for... And I know that you'll mess up sometimes, but it's okay because that just means it will lead to amazing makeup sex."
I let out a laugh and pushed her hair off her shoulder, keeping my gaze locked on hers, "My wife is such a romantic."
She shrugged her shoulders and smiled wider before taking a deep breath. "You're such an amazing man. I'm already proud to be your wife," She said quietly.
"You can't say that yet." I said back, shooting her a small smirk as I kept my eyes on hers.
"I just did instead." She retorted as she pressed her lips against mine again, as if she couldn't stay away.
I pulled my head back just so slighty to lift her chin with my fingers, hoping to deserve the compliment. "You've been my wife for less than an hour, you can't know how it is just yet."
"But I know you and how you are." She said stubbornly and I grinned wider at her words, "What?"
I could have said that the faith she always had in me still surprised me, even after all these years, I could have said that she had to be a little crazy to marry me, instead I played with the cloth of her dress and stared at her. "We're not going to agree on this one, are we?" I asked, amusement in my tone. Things didn't change just because we were married, or at least our stubborness wouldn't ever.
She let out a small chuckle as she shook her head, still looking radiant and happy. I took a step back, taking my time to memorize that moment, how she looked, to stamp it in my memory for always. "Are you trying to make me blush?" She broke the silence.
My eyes flickered back to her face, her cheeks a dark shade of pink, "You're blushing already. You're stunning babe." I said honestly and when she blushed more I smiled and pulled her tight body back against me, this time moving my hands to push the sleeves of her dress down her shoulders, where I placed soft kisses. "Are you hungry?" I asked, just to make sure we were on the same page.
"Not really." She breathed out, cupping the back of my neck and letting me undress her slowly. God, it was going to kill me.
"Me neither." I strightened myself again as I helped her out the top of her dress, now her chest was naked and her legs were still hidden by a cloud of light cloth. She was a vision.
"Where's your white lingerie?" I added, realizing I was holding my breath, and made her smirk.
"I couldn't wear a bra with my dress. Are you complaining?"
I gave her my grin and slid my hands along the curve of her body and up to her breasts, cupping them while her nipples hardened under my touch. After all these years and all the times we had done this, Aria was still able to amaze me, keeping her eyes on me and hypnotizing me as I shook my head, "No."
She let out a breath. "Wait until you see what I do have on under my dress..." She trailed off, making me curious. Her lingerie didn't usually last long, thanks to me and my impatience, I wondered what she had planned for this special night instead.
I let out another quiet chuckle, "Knowing you? There's probably nothing under your dress."
"You asked for something to rip off of me instead," She pointed out, such a stubborn human but always willing to please me.
"I'mm surprised you decided to listen to me." I smirked, mostly teasing her since she always did, even when it seemed that she didn't. We were both stubborn and too proud, but in the end we valued each other's opinion a lot. When she rolled her eyes just a little I moved my hands away from her breasts regretfully and let them slide down until they found the cloth of her dress, exactly where the zipper was. Excitement was killing me, I couldn't remember the last time I had been so crazy impatient, I was like a kid on christmas waiting to unwrap what he knew was the best present he could ever get. "I wonder what's underneath..." I trailed off, breathing against her neck.
Her fingers tangled in my hair as a shiver ran through her body, "Can't you guess?" She asked in a breathy voice that was so sexy I had to suppress a growl.
I let my hand finish what I had started before, tugging the zipped all the way down and letting my fingers explore her before my eyes could. I felt the lacy material, her bare ass cheeks and garters caging her upper thighs, this time I groaned for real, it coming out deep from my chest. "God babe." I muttered unintelligently and pulled my head back as the dress fell on the ground, pooling around her ankles.
"Do you like it?" She asked as she bit down on her lip, the naughty going into her eyes telling me that she knew the answer already.
I moved my gaze up and down her perfect body again and again and again, wanting to print the image of my wife in that sexy lingerie and keeping it in my mind forever. "I love it." I answered seriously, hypnotised by her beauty, this time staring into her eyes as I shrugged my jacket off, feeling as if the temperature in the room was 100 degrees higher than before. "You're a dream." I added as I reached for her, cupping her ass and kissing her hard, perfectly aware that from that point I wouldn't be able to think straight.
Aria kept her lips on mine, not breaking the kiss but reaching for my belt and unbuckling it. She slid it through the loops on my pants and discarded it behind her, pulling her head back an inch and then moving her lips down my neck while her fingers started at the top of my shirt and unbuttoned the buttons one at a time, her lips moving down every inch of my exposed skin as she went. "I feel like I'm dreaming right now," She admitted in a whisper, her hands practically shaking even though she had undressed me literally one million times before, if not more. She paused once she reached my pants and slid her hand down to the erection forming inside instead, rubbing her palm flat against it and making me groan.
I reached for her chin and tilted her head back up to mine, feeling like I could devour her with my eyes alone. "What am I going to do with you?" I said, almost groaning my words while her hand kept rubbing me.
"I'm curious about that too..." She trailed off and smirked, finally unzipping my pants and pushing them down. Her hands moved back to my chest and she leaned into me, kissing me chastely and then breaking the kiss to slide her body down mine, fingers lightly skimming my chest while she got onto her knees and pushed my briefs down. My dick sprung to life while she situated herself on the material of her dress, her tongue not wasting another second and running from the base of my dick to the tip. She sucked on the head for a second, moaning while she pumped me in her palm. Taking a deep breath, she moved her lips down to my balls, licking and sucking them while her hand jacked me off.
"God babe." I choked out as I looked down at her, the vision she was giving me an epic one. Maybe I had to stop ripping everything off of her and let her wear her expensive lingerie, it was so f.ucking hot. My fingers itched to tangle in her hair, to guide her mouth exactly where and how I wanted, to f.uck her until I was coming long and hard against her tongue, yet I knew I had to save that for later. No matter how bad I wanted that, this moment was one where I couldn't be that selfish. Instead I cupped the back of her head as I forced her to pull back gently, "You're going to kill me." I added, groaning again but this time for the lack of contact between us. She had to get it because smirked as she shot me a meaningful look, a naughty one too, and got up on her feet again, running her hands up her body lazily and making my eyes follow them. "You should wear things like this more." I went on, reaching for her once again as my hands grabbed her hips and my chest pressed against her back while another groan escaped me when my d.ick landed on her a.ss.
"Like this? You mean garters?" She asked in a sexy voice, arching her body and sticking her a.ss up to press it harder against my erection.
"Yes." I answered shortly and let my hand drop on her thighs then ran up, fighting the urge to rub my d.ick against her and behaving instead. Once my fingers met the straps that held her stockings in place I took a step back to take her in once again, lifting one strap and letting it go a second later, an exquisite sound breaking the silence as it landed back on Ar's skin.
"Ouch!" She protested as she tossed her her over her shoulder, looking at me and shooting me a naughty look. She liked it, she knew I liked it too and she also knew it was driving me insane. Her a.ss was my biggest weakness. "More." She added, her hands setting on the closer flat surface as she bent over just so slightly.
"Such a naughty wife." I grinned wider at her, repeating the motion on the other leg before I slid my hand down her stomach and straight into her lacy thong. My fingers found her c.lit, her wetness, just like my mouth found her a.ss and I bit her cheek as gently as I could. "I'm dying to be inside of you." I muttered, it not really being brand new information but I was usually a mix of impatience and delayed pleasure, while right now I knew I couldn't go through too much of foreplay because I was mostly impatient. I could already imagine her, spread for me and in her garters only, as I pumped inside of her. The thought alone was enough to get me even harder if possible.
Aria bit down on her bottom lip and tried to breath regularly, her impatience matching mine as I caught her clit between the knuckles of my index and middle fingers, squeezing it and making a loud moan escape her. "Why aren't you?" She asked all breathy, bowing her head in front of her and pressing her ass even harder up against me.
"I'm waiting for you to ache for me," I replied, scraping my teeth against her shoulder blade. Truth was, I knew she did already, probably had for hours already, but I liked to push her to her limits always.
She parted her lips and sighed when two of my fingers sunk into her then pulled out quickly, moving back to her clit which was throbbing. "I need you," She tilted her head to the opposite side of where my lips were, giving me all the access I needed. Reaching for my head, she tangled her fingers in my hair, making a fist while I sucked and nipped at her neck. "Oh my god Seb... you're killing me," She whispered with her eyes closed.
"Should I stop?" I moved my lips all the way up her neck to stop at the tender place behind her ear, teasing her more with my mouth.
She waited a moment for me to stop before she tilted her head back to meet my gaze, a smirk playing on her lips, "You couldn't stop even if you wanted to."
"I don't want to anyway." I grinned as I stared at her, for a moment neither of us moving but just getting lost into the others gaze.
Her lips curved upwards further as her smirk got bigger, her hand sliding down slowly on my nape, "Why's that?" She asked an I knew where she was trying to go with that. One of the things I still needed to get better at was complimenting her, even though she had to know how perfect I thought she was, both inside and outside, perfect for me.
"Because my girl is the sexiest on earth and no one ever got me so hard and turned on in my whole life." I said and pushed my hips against her further, a groan escaping my throat almost automatically.
She looked pleased with my answer as her smirk stayed in place and her fingers tugged at my hair gently, "Who?"
"My girl." I said, getting another tug because of my teasing. I knew what she wanted me to say but truth was she'd always be my girl, even when we'd be old. "My wife." I tried again, the word coming out of my mouth in a low tone and when her expression changed I pressed my lips hard against hers as my hands moved quickly to rip her panties. The snapping sound made her pull her head back just so slightly, our eyes meeting once again, "I need to be inside of you." I added in a groan, my palm running flat up her chest to cup her breast and my other hand positioning my dick at her entrance as I growled this time when I felt her wet against me.
"More please," Aria bit back a grin and leaned over more to raise her ass in the air, giving me a view I couldn't resist.
I slid my palm flat over her ass before slapping it firmly. "What did you say?" I asked, knowing what she said but wanting to hear the magic word once more.
"Please Seb..." She trailed off, gasping loudly when I pushed all the way inside of her, torturously slow.
I groaned and pulled back to repeat the motion, over and over again, not picking up the pace but keeping her shaking in anticipation for more. She tightened around me and moaned when I groaned louder, dropping my hand down to her clit to rub it in the same slow motion. "Are you happy?" I pressed my lips against the side of her neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
"I've never been happier," She admitted and closed her eyes, leaving her lips parted as moans escaped her.
I sucked in a breath, taking a moment to think straight. I had thought about this moment a lot, when I'd first be inside of her as her husband, how it would have been and how I was supposed to be since even in bed I was selfish a lot and tended to get carried away. I would have never expected us to have boring plain sex, only I had assumed I would have kept my kinky side on hold, making it more like love and less like sex. "Me neither." I muttered against her skin, my hips moving now at a steady pace as both of my hands moved back to her hips to grip her tightly.
Her body responded to mine like it always did, her back arching further and her own hands reaching behind her to grab my ass. Now, that was a first. "I'll never get enough of you." She moaned softly, using that low sexy tone she always had everytime her brain was focused on me and how good I was making her feel, nothing else.
I pulled my head back to glance down, watching how her perfect ass met my hips thrust after thrust and thinking that maybe that wasn't the sweetest way to make love to my wife, but it was our way instead. A loud groan escaped me when she tightened around me and I tilted my head back a little, my fingers sinking into her soft skin, "I'll give you all you need." I smirked a little then forced myself to pull out of her even if it was a torture, turning her in my arms and cupping her ass to pick her up and leaning her on what I believed was a table. I didn't lose a second longer and buried myself deep inside of her again, growling for how good and tight she felt while I finally looked her in the eye, "God babe."
"I know," Aria moaned, keeping her eyes locked on mine. She reached for my hands which were now on her hips and weaved her fingers with mine, guiding them behind her back and squeezing them when she tightened around me. "I'm close..." She trailed off in a whisper.
"Wait for me," I responded and lowered my head to kiss along her jaw, nipping at her skin before sucking on her neck. I was close too and despite how bad I wanted this to never end I also knew that the moment it would I'd see stars.
"Oh my god," She closed her eyes as I worked my way down her neck, leaving my marks on her. A loud moan escaped her and her body trembled when I lowered my head to take her breast in my mouth, her nipple caught between my teeth. She tightened around me again and again, nearly killing me. I groaned and moved my mouth to trail kisses between her breasts, then taking the other in my mouth to give it the same treatment. "Seb..." She trailed off, biting down on her lip when my eyes flicked up to meet hers and she lost it, coming on the spot and coming hard.
I pulled my head back to focus on her face twisted in pleasure but I lost my focus a second later, her pu.ssy spasming around my d.ick making me cum as hard as she was and good god, that was umbelievable. My hips kept moving as I suppressed a low growl by pressing my lips hard against hers, kissing her hungrily while my orgasm kept me high, it feeling neverending and just epic. More than epic if possible. "I love you." I muttered against my babe's mouth once I found my voice again, still pumping mindlessly and slowly inside of her while I allowed us to recover to our mindblowing climaxes.
She went limp in my hold, not moving an inch and just letting me take care of her. "I love you." She smiled big, genuinely, and stared into my eyes. I was no longer afraid to drown into them. "What now?" She asked after maybe three seconds of silence, making me laugh softly.
"Always so impatient." I smiled back at her as I pull out of her, slowly and regretfully, both of us letting out a groan when that connection between us was broken. "Now anything you want." I added, thinking that in a way nothing had gone like I had planned, and I Was surviving. Maybe I really needed to be more laid back, but it was hard when you were aiming for perfection.
She let out a content sigh, our hands untangling and hers moving on my body immediatly. "I don't think I can think right now." She said seriously, making me laugh again for how silly she was.
"I can give you a little time to recover." I kissed her forehead as I hugged her, hearing her stomach growling next and shooting her an amused look. "Or your body already took its decision."
"Maybe I'm a little hungry now." She said as she nuzzled my neck before pulling back, her brows furrowing. "I had gotten something to wear tonight, but I won't be able to." She added and even pouted a little.
I grinned at her cute face, proud of myself already because I had really thought about every detail. God bless Erin. "Whatever it is, it should be in the bedroom." I said without hiding my excitement since I was dying to see her change of outfit. I knew for sure she'd kill me. Helping her down the table and pulling back, I coudln't resist so I kissed her one more time before letting her go. "Go get changed, I'll take care of our food." I added, my brain already working fast again since I knew that phase three of my plan was about to happen soon.
"I thought I'd be your dessert," Aria stopped in the hallway to toss her head over her shoulder, grinning at me when I looked at her. Truth was, I wouldn't ever have enough of her.
I smirked at her and how she loved teasing me always, "My dessert, yes. I need to feed you first so you'll last all night."
She let out a soft laugh and disappeared into the bedroom, leaving me alone in the living room. I spun on my heels as I ran my hands through my hair, my eyes scanning the room to look for my boxers but stopped on the view instead. It was night now, the sky that was blue pink and orange earlier was now black and so was the sea, the only lights were the candles on the small beach and the ones in our house. It felt intimate, as if we were out of the world and I guessed that in a way we really were. I loved that feeling, that peace, I wished I could spend more time away from everything and with Aria only. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to move again as I finally eyed my boxers, picking them and wearing them before I reached for the rest of the clothes on the floor and I set them on a chair next, paying attention to her dress mostly. Wearing my linen shirt and leaving it open, I grabbed my phone and made the call that would guarantee us a decent dinner while my mind kept drifting to Ar. I hoped she'd hurry, because my patient was already gone.
I walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of white wine before closing it and standing a little straighter. I felt Aria's arms wrap around my waist and her soft lips kissing the back of my neck. "Will you cook for me?" She asked, smiling wide when I looked at her.
"Do you want to get sick?"
She grinned and shook her head, "You underrate yourself."
I turned around, setting the bottle on the counter in the process, "Never. My babe says I'm cocky instead." I grinned back at her, perfectly aware of what I was good at and what I wasn't. I could make a meal, a simple one and enough to survive, but Aria was the real cook between us and had proven it during the months in Seattle, all the times I had gotten back home and found something delicious to eat thanks to this perfect girl who was now my wife.
"True." She agreed as she kept her smirk in place, looking glowing.
I took a step back as I let my eyes take in her body which was now wrapped by a white silk kimono, it being short enough to show her neverending legs. "Damn, you're so hot." I said in a low voice, not resisting and using my index finger to hook the soft cloth as my eyes peeked into her neckline. Red was what I saw, red lace covering her breasts and leaving close to nothing to my imagination. "F.uck babe you want me dead." I groaned, wanting to undress her all over again.
She parted her lips, but before she could say anything we heard a knock on the door. "I suggest you to stay alive, I still have a lot to show you." She winked at me before pulling away, heading to the door while I followed her, my eyes on her a.ss and the bottle of wine back in my hand. "There's no one." She pouted once she opened the door, eyeing the tray which had been left instead.
"Do you really think I would have let someone see you dressed like this?" I smirked at her, handing her the bottle then grabbing the tray, this time her turn to follow me as I walked back to the beach where a table had magically appeared.
"My husband is so possessive." She commented from behind me then glanced at me once I stopped, setting the tray on the table which was set for two. I knew that this was, in a way, weird, we were doing all wrong, not following even one rule of traditional weddings, but that was just not us. We did what we wanted to do, when we wanted to do it, no matter if the order was upside down. "And he's also done a lot of planning behind my back." She added.
I smirked wider at her choice of words, only hoping she'd like everything and appreciate my efforts. "Are you starting complaining already?" I asked in a playful tone, watching her take a seat while I worked on opening our bottle of wine.
Aria shook her head and smiled, watching as I popped the cork and then poured us each a glass of her favorite champagne. "Never baby," She started and took the glass as I handed it to her. "I'm surprised... and I can't believe you did so much in so little time," She added after trailing off, her words making me feel even better than before if possible. It was really hard to surprise Aria in a good way and I knew that from experience.
"Planning is what I do best," I winked at her while she leaned back in her seat, keeping her eyes on me as I let her, not worrying about what she could be thinking about.
"Lies," She smirked at me. Holding her glass up and towards me, she smiled more genuinely at me again, "To us."
"The Pitts," I clinked my glass against hers while I realized how proud I was of us.
We both took a long sip of the champagne and then set our glasses down, eyeing the trays once more. "So what are we eating?" She asked and let her eyes travel back up to mine.
"Guess." I grinned at her, taking a seat as I waited a few seconds to give her time to think.
She faked a thoughtful expression, "I say meat because my man needs energy." She said in a silly voice.
"I'm full of energy already." I said more seriously as I shot her a heated look before I reached for the lids and took them off, the smell coming out making my stomach growl. Aria always made me forget what my needs were whenever I was busy with her, since I needed nothing as bad as I needed her. I could finally admit that to myself now.
Her eyes widened and she smiled, watching me as I set the plates in front of us. "It's my favorite." She licked her lips, eyeing the filet mignon and mashed potatoes under her nose, mine being the same but with cramberry sauce too. "You're spoiling me so much Seb." She added, this time more seriously.
I grabbed my fork, impatient to eat at this point, "Don't get used to it." I joked, making her roll her eyes playfully as we both started eating.
"It's really good." She pointed out after swallowing the first bite, her face showing how she was really enjoying it, "You're crazy baby. I wouldn't have ever thought you could have done all this..." She trailed off.
"I wouldn't have thought that either." I shrugged nonchalantly as if it was nothing, when we both knew it was a lot. I was a stubborn man who never changed his opinion, let alone change himself, for any reason. Aria was my exception and I was starting to like how she was changing me, making me happy and lucky. "I guess your craziness was contagious and I didn't notice."
She let out a small laugh, sipping her champagne before speaking again, her eyes eyeing my plate which was already half empty. "You'll still be hungry after this." She pointed out.
"I'll be fine. There's still the cake." I said quietly and noticed how her mouth dropped open in surprise, her expression making me smirk, "I know how much you like sweets, did you really think I would have denied you the chance of getting high on sugar on our wedding night?"
Aria let her lips curve into a grin, "You really did think of everything, didn't you?"
I shrugged nonchalantly once more, since I always did only it didn't happen everyday that I got married. "I tried," I said simply.
"You're a natural instead," She said and grinned, making me want to groan and tell her that I wasn't at all. I was a natural at many things, like annoying people, getting annoyed myself but it was still hard for me to make Aria the happiest possible. "What kind of cake is it?" She said quickly before I had the chance to say anything, lifting her eyebrows as her grin widened.
"You'll find out soon enough," I responded and then took my last bite of food, my plate clear. She parted her lips but before saying a word, I was already leaving the room with my plate in his hand. Suddenly I was afraid that my final surprise for Ar wasn't there, so after dropping my plate in the sink I went to rummage into my nightbag, leaving out the breath I had been holding when I found the envelope. Thank god. I took it with me and marched back to my wife were.
"Are you finished?" I asked, walking back into the room and hoping it hadn't took me too long.
She smiled and nodded her head. "I am," She replied, looking content but also as if she was waiting for something. "Now what do you have planned?"
I laughed and reached for her hand, helping her onto both feet. "I'm afraid you're expecting too much from me now," I replied and tilted my head down to kiss her softly, a quiet moan escaping her.
"I'd be happy with just kissing you all night instead," She said honestly.
I smirked at her cheesy words, pulling my head back just enough to talk, "Just kissing me?" I asked and shook my head, knowing that we'd never stop at that but would always go further. "I doubt that."
Her expression got naughtier and she bit down on her lip, "I didn't say where." She added in a whisper.
I laughed again, loving how she could turn anything in something dirty. "That sounds more like my wife." I kept grinning at her, feeling like this was all unreal. I had to admit that the level of perfection we were achieving were so high it was like a dream. Dropping my hand on her a.ss and squeezing it, I changed the subject before we could get carried away. "Go get the cake woman, it's in the fridge." I ordered and spanked her lazily.
"And you'll do nothing instead?" She retorted, more to be silly than anything, even shaking her head, "I'm warning you, I'm not the conventional wife."
"Thank god." I told her, reaching for her empty plate as she headed back inside before I caught up with her. I set her plate on top of mine in the sink, next grabbing two more plates, a knife and two forks from the cupboard as I did my best not to eye Ar.
As she opened the fridge, a small squeal escaped her, "Oh my god!" She exlaimed, sounding as excited as a kid, "It's gorgeous! And it looks delicious too."
"It'd better be." I waited for her to take the cake out of the fridge before closing its door, following her outside on the beach again and grinning when I noticed how she couldn't keep her away away from our dessert. It was a small cake, since there was only two of us, but it still had three floors and decorations and everything. It was definitely a wedding cake, just a mini one.
As we seated again, she took the knife from my hand, glacing at me with a smirk on her pretty lips. "Only a way to find out." She said as she cut two slices, licking her lips. She killed me.
I watched her took the first bite, feeling a smirk forming on my lips because she was just too cute. "So?" I asked and when she widened her eyes and nodded her head, her mouth still full but her expression saying a lot, I smiled more genuinely. "Good." I said quietly as I took the envelope from the pocket of my shorts and pushed it toward Ar. This is definitely the last surprise I had planned for her and it wasn't even a surprise really, more like a gift. There was a postcard, one I had bought in Copenhagen and meant to send to Ar but had ended as a bookmark when I had found out about how she had lied to me. Now it was all in the past, but I really wanted to make up for it still, so along with the postcard there were now two plane tickets for the city that once we hadn't been able to visit together.
Aria reached for it and found the postcard first, his expression going from confused to surprised to thoughtful. "Is this from your trip?" She asked quietly and her eyes flicked up to meet mine, looking down before I could answer.
"Yes," I replied while she kept staring at the postcard, lost in her own thoughts and memories for sure. It wasn't easy to think about that trip, it had been both great and awful, but while we both had thought that it would have been the end of us it had been the beginning instead. We had been through a hell and now we were in paradise, we weren't those two persons anymore but the grown up versions. "There's more," I pointed out, hinting at the other papers behind it. I was sure she could feel them, only I wanted her to hurry a little so that I could start breathing again.
She looked back at me and grinned, "Thank you, I didn't notice." She tucked the postcard behind the other papers and widened her eyes again, finding the two plane tickets. "Oh my god!! Another honeymoon?" She kept grinning wide at me before jumping up and onto my lap, wrapping her arms around me with the tickets and postcard still in his hand.
I laughed and shook my head, wrapping my own arms around her while I leaned back in my chair, "No, just a vacation."
"In my head it'll be another honeymoon," She said stubbornly and tilted her head down to kiss me. "Thank you baby. I can't wait to go," She whispered against my lips and kissed me again, making me relax finally.
I wrapped my arms even tighter around her, wanting to hold her as close as possible as I kissed her back. That was it, I realized, I had done all I could to make her happy and from the look on her face? I had done a great job and could start breathing again. "You're welcome." I said with my mouth still against hers, staring into her eyes and smiling myself since she wasn't the only one being really happy. I was suprised that everything had gone so smoothly and now I understood better why they called it the honeymoon phase, just like I knew perfectly that it wouldn't last for us. We were stubborn, proud, opposite, basically destined to fight or argue, and still we were crazy about each other. It had been a long rocky road, but it had been worth it.
"When will we go?" She asked impatiently when she pulled her head back, looking so excited I half expected to start bouncing around like a crazy kid.
"I have no idea." I said honestly as I smirked at her before reaching for my plate which was behind her, "Let me eat my cake now."
She bit down on her lip, watching me closely, "I don't believe you." She said in a silly voice, setting the tickets and the postcard on the table. "You always plan everything...look at what you've done in two days."
"That's why I'm tired and I need to get spoiled now." I said as I tried to keep a straigh face, breaking into a grin a second later before I took a bite of the cake. Now that I was finally relaxing I could start enjoying food again.
She reached for a piece of cake and stuffed her mouth herself, still smiling with her lips closed. "I guess that'd be fair." She said eventually, licking the corner of her mouth. "What do you want exactly?"
I considered her question, tempted to start making a list but I knew better. "Just you."
"Mostly curious." She answered seriously and ran her hands down my chest slowly. "I don't want to wait a second longer."
"Okay, let's go." I smirked at her and at her impatience, something about her that would never change. Pulling away from her regretfully, I reached for her hand as we walked in the sand. I caught her toss her head back, her eyes taking in the last rays of sunlight of the gorgeous sunset that we had seen while becoming husband and wife, and I wondered if that had been how she had imagined that moment to be.
"It's so beautiful." She commented quietly, her face so perfect and framed by that suggestive landscape, "I wish we could take a picture." She added, since the guy she had tricked into taking pictures duing the wedding was now gone, just like the only other one person who had taken part to our ceremony.
I stopped in my tracks and slid my free hand into the pocket of my light blue pants, fishing out my phone a second later, "But we can." I smirked at her.
She laughed, "Oh god Seb. You and your phone, even on our wedding day." She shook her head before leaning her side against mine, her head nestling in the crook of my neck, "Wedding selfie. Me gusta."
I laughed with her as I oriented my phone so that we were both in its screen, "Smile silly girl." I said as I felt her grip at me so tight it made my head spin as it finally all felt real. This was the beginning or our life together. My heart was having a hard time beating properly.
After I took a photo she moved her hand to cup my jaw, "Another one please." She grinned and looked into my eyes, "Kiss me."
"That's so cheesy." I commented but kept smiling like an idiot, kissing her and doing as she told. A bunch of seconds later, we were walking again hand in hand, straight to the place where we'd spend out first night together.
"You love cheesy." She said and eyed me, of course teasing me but getting nothing but a smirk and a shrug from me, "Where are you taking me? It's hard to walk in this dress and in the sand." She protested and shot me the first pout as Mrs Pitt.
"It's going to be worth it." I said back, hoping she'd think it was too.
"Leave it to Sebastian Pitt to take his wife on a hike on their wedding night." She sighed as she tried to keep a straight face, but as soon as I laughed heartly at her words, she smiled like a crazy girl.
"This is not a hike." I said eventually and my eyes kept going to hers while we walked, now leaving the beach behind us and heading to a part of the resort we had never been to before. Correction, Aria had never been. It was a small house behind a low hill and hidden by a bunch of trees, looking at a tiny beach. It was all very private and intimate, the perfect place to spend the night alone and away from the world. I had arranged everything, trying to guess what Aria would like, we'd have a simple dinner and a cake, champagne of course, and all the possible things we'd need which included whatever Ar had planned to wear, thanks to Erin too.
"We're like in the middle of the jungle Seb and my feet are starting to hurt, can you tell me where we're going?" She sighed again and shot me another pout, squeezing my hand for full effect.
"Enough woman, let me spoil you." I grinned at her and bent over to slide my arm under her legs while the other encircled her back as I picked her up, knowing this was the only way to make her stop.
She snaked her arm around my neck, smirking wide and looking content, "I like how this marriage is starting..." She trailed off.
"You better." I retorted, a hint of amusement in my tone even though I was holding my breath as I walked, aware that at the moment my babe was more interested in my face than in our surroundings. As I took the last step out of the trees, I felt the sand under my feet again, the view in front of me exactly like I had imagined it. It was a lot like where we had just gotten married, only in a smaller scale. There were candles almost everywhere, from the beach to the porch of the house, those being the only light in the now dark night except for the one coming from inside the house. I moved my gaze to the porch, my eyes trying to put on focus the table waiting for us just outside the porch. So far, it was like I had requested, I could only hope that inside the house there would be all the flowers I had asked for. I wanted to spoil my now wife for all the times I hadn't spoiled her, to give her the romance she had desired once, when she was still really young. "Here we are." I said quietly, dying a little for how nervous I was.
Aria's eyes took in everything, a smile curving her lips again and I just waited, not able to guess what she'd tell me but only hoping for the best. I knew she had to know how much this all meant to me. Turning her head back towards me, she studied my expression. "It's even better than I imagined," She said honestly, pressing her lips against mine. "It's perfect. Everything about today has been perfect."
"The day isn't over yet," I grinned back at her, shaking my nerves and being the confident man I was almost always, Aria the only one able to make me doubt myself and that didn't happen often anyway.
"Show me the rest!" She smiled wider, "Carry your wife through the threshold."
I laughed and shook my head, "Are you going to be calling yourself that all night?"
"I think I'll alternate between that and Mrs. Pitt..." She trailed off, forcing a serious face as I let those words really sink in. She was really mine now and never I had thought that I would've given my name to any girl, yet there I was, standing in front of her. I had always thought I wouldn't have found someone able to deal with my difficult personality, someone who would've understood sides of me I still couldn't understand myself, but mostly somone for whom I would've changed my stubborn mind. Then Aria had happened and still happened, everyday turning me into a man who was better than the one I was the day before. I laughed as I bounded up the steps, the darkness illuminated by all the candles. Reaching for the doorknob, I turned it and pushed the door open. The flowers I had asked for were there, all Aria's favorite. "Either we have snuck into someone elses place or an alien has invaded my Seb," She said in almost a whisper, her eyes wide as she looked around the place. That was definitely the look I had been hoping for and I felt myself start to relax even though I wasn't done surprising her.
I reached for her chin with my fingers and guided her gaze back to mine. The second our eyes locked, my heart skipped a breat and my mouth went dry. "Are you doubting me so soon?" I asked eventually, but knew better than that.
"Never," She grinned at me and shook her head. "It's beautiful though. You've outdone yourself and I'm amazed. Now set me down Mr. Pitt and show me the rest of my surprise so I can thank you properly."
"What makes you think there's more?" I raised both eyebrows and looked amused. I didn't know if it was me being more transparent than usual or it was her hoping for more, but she was right. There was still so much more and it was maybe the hardest part.
"I was referring to a big bed and your pants coming off, but if there's more? I'll be fine with that too," She pressed her lips back against mine.
I kissed her back, my lips lingering on hers as I bore my eyes into hers and I felt my mouth curve into a grin. It wasn't the thought of being married now that made me so happy, it was the realization that I had finally made it, I had made this gorgeous girl mine forever. I had no longer to live with the fear of losing her and that was a huge relief for me because I knew that it was either her or no one else, the love I felt for her was impossible to feel twice, not to add that someone like her was one only in the whole world. "There might be more." I said eventually as I weighed my options, wanting to find the perfect timing to surprise her again. I had made a plan in my head, but now it was less about following it and more about living the moment.
"Tell me." She said with her lips still pressed against mine, excitement flashing into her gorgeous green eyes.
"I said it might be more, it depends on if you'll be good." I said back as I wrapped my arms around her once again, not knowing where to start. I tilted my head down, hiding my face in my safe spot, where her neck met her shoulders, and inhaled deeply her sweet scent.
"I say you're trying to trick me into being good and then I'll get nothing anyway." She protested, teasing me and still smiling while I wondered what she was thinking, what her expectations for the night were.
I let out a small laugh, pulling my head back to look at her, "I thought you'd say you're always good instead." I retorted as I shot her an amused look.
"You wouldn't have married a good girl." She said matter of factly, running her hands down my shirt and looking really confident. Also really sexy.
"I wouldn't have married anyone else." I said more seriously, turning her into my arms and pressing kisses down her neck as my hand found the zipper of her dress and played with it. "I promise I'll try to be a good husband." I started and pushed her hair off her shoulder to have easier access to her skin. I wasn't exactly seducing her, I was spoiling her instead, trying to gather the courage to tell her the words I hadn't wanted to say in front of a stranger. Vows were just a tradition I wasn't interested in, but telling her what I had in my heart was a whole other story. "I know there will be times when I'll have something to be sorry for, I know I'll make mistakes, but I'll always make up for everything, I'll always do all I can to make you happy and proud to be my wife." I paused to take a deep breath, unzipping her dress in a slow motion as I let out my breath again. She turned her head in my direction and stared at me with her big bambi eyes, biting down on her lip and looking...surprised? Speechless? I slipped my hand between the fabric of her dress and her skin, it being like silk and giving me the contact I needed. That what was we were, our bodies connected in a way that was hard to explain. "You're the love of my life Ar." I added, not able to say another word, not able to stare at her a second longer because I felt completely exposed. Instead I angled my head, closing my eyes and pressing a soft kiss on her lips, still gripping her tight to keep her as close as possible.
Aria kept kissing me, deepening the kiss and responding to me. I didn't need much than this, now that I had finally said what I had kept in my heart for years I felt relieved and this day, which was already perfect, could go on smoothly. "I love you so much," She whispered against my lips when the kiss regretfully ended.
I pulled my head back enough to study her face, trying to gather her reaction. If I knew her as well as I thought I did, she'd get get emotional. "You're not going to cry are you?" I asked finally and her genuine smile turned into a huge grin.
"Maybe a little," She replied honestly and wrinkled her nose, her eyes glossy. "But it's not my fault," She turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
I set my hands on her back, her zipper still down and giving me access to her silky skin. "Is it my fault instead?" I asked with a grin.
She nodded and smiled at me again, "You're already the best husband I could ever ask for... And I know that you'll mess up sometimes, but it's okay because that just means it will lead to amazing makeup sex."
I let out a laugh and pushed her hair off her shoulder, keeping my gaze locked on hers, "My wife is such a romantic."
She shrugged her shoulders and smiled wider before taking a deep breath. "You're such an amazing man. I'm already proud to be your wife," She said quietly.
"You can't say that yet." I said back, shooting her a small smirk as I kept my eyes on hers.
"I just did instead." She retorted as she pressed her lips against mine again, as if she couldn't stay away.
I pulled my head back just so slighty to lift her chin with my fingers, hoping to deserve the compliment. "You've been my wife for less than an hour, you can't know how it is just yet."
"But I know you and how you are." She said stubbornly and I grinned wider at her words, "What?"
I could have said that the faith she always had in me still surprised me, even after all these years, I could have said that she had to be a little crazy to marry me, instead I played with the cloth of her dress and stared at her. "We're not going to agree on this one, are we?" I asked, amusement in my tone. Things didn't change just because we were married, or at least our stubborness wouldn't ever.
She let out a small chuckle as she shook her head, still looking radiant and happy. I took a step back, taking my time to memorize that moment, how she looked, to stamp it in my memory for always. "Are you trying to make me blush?" She broke the silence.
My eyes flickered back to her face, her cheeks a dark shade of pink, "You're blushing already. You're stunning babe." I said honestly and when she blushed more I smiled and pulled her tight body back against me, this time moving my hands to push the sleeves of her dress down her shoulders, where I placed soft kisses. "Are you hungry?" I asked, just to make sure we were on the same page.
"Not really." She breathed out, cupping the back of my neck and letting me undress her slowly. God, it was going to kill me.
"Me neither." I strightened myself again as I helped her out the top of her dress, now her chest was naked and her legs were still hidden by a cloud of light cloth. She was a vision.
"Where's your white lingerie?" I added, realizing I was holding my breath, and made her smirk.
"I couldn't wear a bra with my dress. Are you complaining?"
I gave her my grin and slid my hands along the curve of her body and up to her breasts, cupping them while her nipples hardened under my touch. After all these years and all the times we had done this, Aria was still able to amaze me, keeping her eyes on me and hypnotizing me as I shook my head, "No."
She let out a breath. "Wait until you see what I do have on under my dress..." She trailed off, making me curious. Her lingerie didn't usually last long, thanks to me and my impatience, I wondered what she had planned for this special night instead.
I let out another quiet chuckle, "Knowing you? There's probably nothing under your dress."
"You asked for something to rip off of me instead," She pointed out, such a stubborn human but always willing to please me.
"I'mm surprised you decided to listen to me." I smirked, mostly teasing her since she always did, even when it seemed that she didn't. We were both stubborn and too proud, but in the end we valued each other's opinion a lot. When she rolled her eyes just a little I moved my hands away from her breasts regretfully and let them slide down until they found the cloth of her dress, exactly where the zipper was. Excitement was killing me, I couldn't remember the last time I had been so crazy impatient, I was like a kid on christmas waiting to unwrap what he knew was the best present he could ever get. "I wonder what's underneath..." I trailed off, breathing against her neck.
Her fingers tangled in my hair as a shiver ran through her body, "Can't you guess?" She asked in a breathy voice that was so sexy I had to suppress a growl.
I let my hand finish what I had started before, tugging the zipped all the way down and letting my fingers explore her before my eyes could. I felt the lacy material, her bare ass cheeks and garters caging her upper thighs, this time I groaned for real, it coming out deep from my chest. "God babe." I muttered unintelligently and pulled my head back as the dress fell on the ground, pooling around her ankles.
"Do you like it?" She asked as she bit down on her lip, the naughty going into her eyes telling me that she knew the answer already.
I moved my gaze up and down her perfect body again and again and again, wanting to print the image of my wife in that sexy lingerie and keeping it in my mind forever. "I love it." I answered seriously, hypnotised by her beauty, this time staring into her eyes as I shrugged my jacket off, feeling as if the temperature in the room was 100 degrees higher than before. "You're a dream." I added as I reached for her, cupping her ass and kissing her hard, perfectly aware that from that point I wouldn't be able to think straight.
Aria kept her lips on mine, not breaking the kiss but reaching for my belt and unbuckling it. She slid it through the loops on my pants and discarded it behind her, pulling her head back an inch and then moving her lips down my neck while her fingers started at the top of my shirt and unbuttoned the buttons one at a time, her lips moving down every inch of my exposed skin as she went. "I feel like I'm dreaming right now," She admitted in a whisper, her hands practically shaking even though she had undressed me literally one million times before, if not more. She paused once she reached my pants and slid her hand down to the erection forming inside instead, rubbing her palm flat against it and making me groan.
I reached for her chin and tilted her head back up to mine, feeling like I could devour her with my eyes alone. "What am I going to do with you?" I said, almost groaning my words while her hand kept rubbing me.
"I'm curious about that too..." She trailed off and smirked, finally unzipping my pants and pushing them down. Her hands moved back to my chest and she leaned into me, kissing me chastely and then breaking the kiss to slide her body down mine, fingers lightly skimming my chest while she got onto her knees and pushed my briefs down. My dick sprung to life while she situated herself on the material of her dress, her tongue not wasting another second and running from the base of my dick to the tip. She sucked on the head for a second, moaning while she pumped me in her palm. Taking a deep breath, she moved her lips down to my balls, licking and sucking them while her hand jacked me off.
"God babe." I choked out as I looked down at her, the vision she was giving me an epic one. Maybe I had to stop ripping everything off of her and let her wear her expensive lingerie, it was so f.ucking hot. My fingers itched to tangle in her hair, to guide her mouth exactly where and how I wanted, to f.uck her until I was coming long and hard against her tongue, yet I knew I had to save that for later. No matter how bad I wanted that, this moment was one where I couldn't be that selfish. Instead I cupped the back of her head as I forced her to pull back gently, "You're going to kill me." I added, groaning again but this time for the lack of contact between us. She had to get it because smirked as she shot me a meaningful look, a naughty one too, and got up on her feet again, running her hands up her body lazily and making my eyes follow them. "You should wear things like this more." I went on, reaching for her once again as my hands grabbed her hips and my chest pressed against her back while another groan escaped me when my d.ick landed on her a.ss.
"Like this? You mean garters?" She asked in a sexy voice, arching her body and sticking her a.ss up to press it harder against my erection.
"Yes." I answered shortly and let my hand drop on her thighs then ran up, fighting the urge to rub my d.ick against her and behaving instead. Once my fingers met the straps that held her stockings in place I took a step back to take her in once again, lifting one strap and letting it go a second later, an exquisite sound breaking the silence as it landed back on Ar's skin.
"Ouch!" She protested as she tossed her her over her shoulder, looking at me and shooting me a naughty look. She liked it, she knew I liked it too and she also knew it was driving me insane. Her a.ss was my biggest weakness. "More." She added, her hands setting on the closer flat surface as she bent over just so slightly.
"Such a naughty wife." I grinned wider at her, repeating the motion on the other leg before I slid my hand down her stomach and straight into her lacy thong. My fingers found her c.lit, her wetness, just like my mouth found her a.ss and I bit her cheek as gently as I could. "I'm dying to be inside of you." I muttered, it not really being brand new information but I was usually a mix of impatience and delayed pleasure, while right now I knew I couldn't go through too much of foreplay because I was mostly impatient. I could already imagine her, spread for me and in her garters only, as I pumped inside of her. The thought alone was enough to get me even harder if possible.
Aria bit down on her bottom lip and tried to breath regularly, her impatience matching mine as I caught her clit between the knuckles of my index and middle fingers, squeezing it and making a loud moan escape her. "Why aren't you?" She asked all breathy, bowing her head in front of her and pressing her ass even harder up against me.
"I'm waiting for you to ache for me," I replied, scraping my teeth against her shoulder blade. Truth was, I knew she did already, probably had for hours already, but I liked to push her to her limits always.
She parted her lips and sighed when two of my fingers sunk into her then pulled out quickly, moving back to her clit which was throbbing. "I need you," She tilted her head to the opposite side of where my lips were, giving me all the access I needed. Reaching for my head, she tangled her fingers in my hair, making a fist while I sucked and nipped at her neck. "Oh my god Seb... you're killing me," She whispered with her eyes closed.
"Should I stop?" I moved my lips all the way up her neck to stop at the tender place behind her ear, teasing her more with my mouth.
She waited a moment for me to stop before she tilted her head back to meet my gaze, a smirk playing on her lips, "You couldn't stop even if you wanted to."
"I don't want to anyway." I grinned as I stared at her, for a moment neither of us moving but just getting lost into the others gaze.
Her lips curved upwards further as her smirk got bigger, her hand sliding down slowly on my nape, "Why's that?" She asked an I knew where she was trying to go with that. One of the things I still needed to get better at was complimenting her, even though she had to know how perfect I thought she was, both inside and outside, perfect for me.
"Because my girl is the sexiest on earth and no one ever got me so hard and turned on in my whole life." I said and pushed my hips against her further, a groan escaping my throat almost automatically.
She looked pleased with my answer as her smirk stayed in place and her fingers tugged at my hair gently, "Who?"
"My girl." I said, getting another tug because of my teasing. I knew what she wanted me to say but truth was she'd always be my girl, even when we'd be old. "My wife." I tried again, the word coming out of my mouth in a low tone and when her expression changed I pressed my lips hard against hers as my hands moved quickly to rip her panties. The snapping sound made her pull her head back just so slightly, our eyes meeting once again, "I need to be inside of you." I added in a groan, my palm running flat up her chest to cup her breast and my other hand positioning my dick at her entrance as I growled this time when I felt her wet against me.
"More please," Aria bit back a grin and leaned over more to raise her ass in the air, giving me a view I couldn't resist.
I slid my palm flat over her ass before slapping it firmly. "What did you say?" I asked, knowing what she said but wanting to hear the magic word once more.
"Please Seb..." She trailed off, gasping loudly when I pushed all the way inside of her, torturously slow.
I groaned and pulled back to repeat the motion, over and over again, not picking up the pace but keeping her shaking in anticipation for more. She tightened around me and moaned when I groaned louder, dropping my hand down to her clit to rub it in the same slow motion. "Are you happy?" I pressed my lips against the side of her neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
"I've never been happier," She admitted and closed her eyes, leaving her lips parted as moans escaped her.
I sucked in a breath, taking a moment to think straight. I had thought about this moment a lot, when I'd first be inside of her as her husband, how it would have been and how I was supposed to be since even in bed I was selfish a lot and tended to get carried away. I would have never expected us to have boring plain sex, only I had assumed I would have kept my kinky side on hold, making it more like love and less like sex. "Me neither." I muttered against her skin, my hips moving now at a steady pace as both of my hands moved back to her hips to grip her tightly.
Her body responded to mine like it always did, her back arching further and her own hands reaching behind her to grab my ass. Now, that was a first. "I'll never get enough of you." She moaned softly, using that low sexy tone she always had everytime her brain was focused on me and how good I was making her feel, nothing else.
I pulled my head back to glance down, watching how her perfect ass met my hips thrust after thrust and thinking that maybe that wasn't the sweetest way to make love to my wife, but it was our way instead. A loud groan escaped me when she tightened around me and I tilted my head back a little, my fingers sinking into her soft skin, "I'll give you all you need." I smirked a little then forced myself to pull out of her even if it was a torture, turning her in my arms and cupping her ass to pick her up and leaning her on what I believed was a table. I didn't lose a second longer and buried myself deep inside of her again, growling for how good and tight she felt while I finally looked her in the eye, "God babe."
"I know," Aria moaned, keeping her eyes locked on mine. She reached for my hands which were now on her hips and weaved her fingers with mine, guiding them behind her back and squeezing them when she tightened around me. "I'm close..." She trailed off in a whisper.
"Wait for me," I responded and lowered my head to kiss along her jaw, nipping at her skin before sucking on her neck. I was close too and despite how bad I wanted this to never end I also knew that the moment it would I'd see stars.
"Oh my god," She closed her eyes as I worked my way down her neck, leaving my marks on her. A loud moan escaped her and her body trembled when I lowered my head to take her breast in my mouth, her nipple caught between my teeth. She tightened around me again and again, nearly killing me. I groaned and moved my mouth to trail kisses between her breasts, then taking the other in my mouth to give it the same treatment. "Seb..." She trailed off, biting down on her lip when my eyes flicked up to meet hers and she lost it, coming on the spot and coming hard.
I pulled my head back to focus on her face twisted in pleasure but I lost my focus a second later, her pu.ssy spasming around my d.ick making me cum as hard as she was and good god, that was umbelievable. My hips kept moving as I suppressed a low growl by pressing my lips hard against hers, kissing her hungrily while my orgasm kept me high, it feeling neverending and just epic. More than epic if possible. "I love you." I muttered against my babe's mouth once I found my voice again, still pumping mindlessly and slowly inside of her while I allowed us to recover to our mindblowing climaxes.
She went limp in my hold, not moving an inch and just letting me take care of her. "I love you." She smiled big, genuinely, and stared into my eyes. I was no longer afraid to drown into them. "What now?" She asked after maybe three seconds of silence, making me laugh softly.
"Always so impatient." I smiled back at her as I pull out of her, slowly and regretfully, both of us letting out a groan when that connection between us was broken. "Now anything you want." I added, thinking that in a way nothing had gone like I had planned, and I Was surviving. Maybe I really needed to be more laid back, but it was hard when you were aiming for perfection.
She let out a content sigh, our hands untangling and hers moving on my body immediatly. "I don't think I can think right now." She said seriously, making me laugh again for how silly she was.
"I can give you a little time to recover." I kissed her forehead as I hugged her, hearing her stomach growling next and shooting her an amused look. "Or your body already took its decision."
"Maybe I'm a little hungry now." She said as she nuzzled my neck before pulling back, her brows furrowing. "I had gotten something to wear tonight, but I won't be able to." She added and even pouted a little.
I grinned at her cute face, proud of myself already because I had really thought about every detail. God bless Erin. "Whatever it is, it should be in the bedroom." I said without hiding my excitement since I was dying to see her change of outfit. I knew for sure she'd kill me. Helping her down the table and pulling back, I coudln't resist so I kissed her one more time before letting her go. "Go get changed, I'll take care of our food." I added, my brain already working fast again since I knew that phase three of my plan was about to happen soon.
"I thought I'd be your dessert," Aria stopped in the hallway to toss her head over her shoulder, grinning at me when I looked at her. Truth was, I wouldn't ever have enough of her.
I smirked at her and how she loved teasing me always, "My dessert, yes. I need to feed you first so you'll last all night."
She let out a soft laugh and disappeared into the bedroom, leaving me alone in the living room. I spun on my heels as I ran my hands through my hair, my eyes scanning the room to look for my boxers but stopped on the view instead. It was night now, the sky that was blue pink and orange earlier was now black and so was the sea, the only lights were the candles on the small beach and the ones in our house. It felt intimate, as if we were out of the world and I guessed that in a way we really were. I loved that feeling, that peace, I wished I could spend more time away from everything and with Aria only. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to move again as I finally eyed my boxers, picking them and wearing them before I reached for the rest of the clothes on the floor and I set them on a chair next, paying attention to her dress mostly. Wearing my linen shirt and leaving it open, I grabbed my phone and made the call that would guarantee us a decent dinner while my mind kept drifting to Ar. I hoped she'd hurry, because my patient was already gone.
I walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of white wine before closing it and standing a little straighter. I felt Aria's arms wrap around my waist and her soft lips kissing the back of my neck. "Will you cook for me?" She asked, smiling wide when I looked at her.
"Do you want to get sick?"
She grinned and shook her head, "You underrate yourself."
I turned around, setting the bottle on the counter in the process, "Never. My babe says I'm cocky instead." I grinned back at her, perfectly aware of what I was good at and what I wasn't. I could make a meal, a simple one and enough to survive, but Aria was the real cook between us and had proven it during the months in Seattle, all the times I had gotten back home and found something delicious to eat thanks to this perfect girl who was now my wife.
"True." She agreed as she kept her smirk in place, looking glowing.
I took a step back as I let my eyes take in her body which was now wrapped by a white silk kimono, it being short enough to show her neverending legs. "Damn, you're so hot." I said in a low voice, not resisting and using my index finger to hook the soft cloth as my eyes peeked into her neckline. Red was what I saw, red lace covering her breasts and leaving close to nothing to my imagination. "F.uck babe you want me dead." I groaned, wanting to undress her all over again.
She parted her lips, but before she could say anything we heard a knock on the door. "I suggest you to stay alive, I still have a lot to show you." She winked at me before pulling away, heading to the door while I followed her, my eyes on her a.ss and the bottle of wine back in my hand. "There's no one." She pouted once she opened the door, eyeing the tray which had been left instead.
"Do you really think I would have let someone see you dressed like this?" I smirked at her, handing her the bottle then grabbing the tray, this time her turn to follow me as I walked back to the beach where a table had magically appeared.
"My husband is so possessive." She commented from behind me then glanced at me once I stopped, setting the tray on the table which was set for two. I knew that this was, in a way, weird, we were doing all wrong, not following even one rule of traditional weddings, but that was just not us. We did what we wanted to do, when we wanted to do it, no matter if the order was upside down. "And he's also done a lot of planning behind my back." She added.
I smirked wider at her choice of words, only hoping she'd like everything and appreciate my efforts. "Are you starting complaining already?" I asked in a playful tone, watching her take a seat while I worked on opening our bottle of wine.
Aria shook her head and smiled, watching as I popped the cork and then poured us each a glass of her favorite champagne. "Never baby," She started and took the glass as I handed it to her. "I'm surprised... and I can't believe you did so much in so little time," She added after trailing off, her words making me feel even better than before if possible. It was really hard to surprise Aria in a good way and I knew that from experience.
"Planning is what I do best," I winked at her while she leaned back in her seat, keeping her eyes on me as I let her, not worrying about what she could be thinking about.
"Lies," She smirked at me. Holding her glass up and towards me, she smiled more genuinely at me again, "To us."
"The Pitts," I clinked my glass against hers while I realized how proud I was of us.
We both took a long sip of the champagne and then set our glasses down, eyeing the trays once more. "So what are we eating?" She asked and let her eyes travel back up to mine.
"Guess." I grinned at her, taking a seat as I waited a few seconds to give her time to think.
She faked a thoughtful expression, "I say meat because my man needs energy." She said in a silly voice.
"I'm full of energy already." I said more seriously as I shot her a heated look before I reached for the lids and took them off, the smell coming out making my stomach growl. Aria always made me forget what my needs were whenever I was busy with her, since I needed nothing as bad as I needed her. I could finally admit that to myself now.
Her eyes widened and she smiled, watching me as I set the plates in front of us. "It's my favorite." She licked her lips, eyeing the filet mignon and mashed potatoes under her nose, mine being the same but with cramberry sauce too. "You're spoiling me so much Seb." She added, this time more seriously.
I grabbed my fork, impatient to eat at this point, "Don't get used to it." I joked, making her roll her eyes playfully as we both started eating.
"It's really good." She pointed out after swallowing the first bite, her face showing how she was really enjoying it, "You're crazy baby. I wouldn't have ever thought you could have done all this..." She trailed off.
"I wouldn't have thought that either." I shrugged nonchalantly as if it was nothing, when we both knew it was a lot. I was a stubborn man who never changed his opinion, let alone change himself, for any reason. Aria was my exception and I was starting to like how she was changing me, making me happy and lucky. "I guess your craziness was contagious and I didn't notice."
She let out a small laugh, sipping her champagne before speaking again, her eyes eyeing my plate which was already half empty. "You'll still be hungry after this." She pointed out.
"I'll be fine. There's still the cake." I said quietly and noticed how her mouth dropped open in surprise, her expression making me smirk, "I know how much you like sweets, did you really think I would have denied you the chance of getting high on sugar on our wedding night?"
Aria let her lips curve into a grin, "You really did think of everything, didn't you?"
I shrugged nonchalantly once more, since I always did only it didn't happen everyday that I got married. "I tried," I said simply.
"You're a natural instead," She said and grinned, making me want to groan and tell her that I wasn't at all. I was a natural at many things, like annoying people, getting annoyed myself but it was still hard for me to make Aria the happiest possible. "What kind of cake is it?" She said quickly before I had the chance to say anything, lifting her eyebrows as her grin widened.
"You'll find out soon enough," I responded and then took my last bite of food, my plate clear. She parted her lips but before saying a word, I was already leaving the room with my plate in his hand. Suddenly I was afraid that my final surprise for Ar wasn't there, so after dropping my plate in the sink I went to rummage into my nightbag, leaving out the breath I had been holding when I found the envelope. Thank god. I took it with me and marched back to my wife were.
"Are you finished?" I asked, walking back into the room and hoping it hadn't took me too long.
She smiled and nodded her head. "I am," She replied, looking content but also as if she was waiting for something. "Now what do you have planned?"
I laughed and reached for her hand, helping her onto both feet. "I'm afraid you're expecting too much from me now," I replied and tilted my head down to kiss her softly, a quiet moan escaping her.
"I'd be happy with just kissing you all night instead," She said honestly.
I smirked at her cheesy words, pulling my head back just enough to talk, "Just kissing me?" I asked and shook my head, knowing that we'd never stop at that but would always go further. "I doubt that."
Her expression got naughtier and she bit down on her lip, "I didn't say where." She added in a whisper.
I laughed again, loving how she could turn anything in something dirty. "That sounds more like my wife." I kept grinning at her, feeling like this was all unreal. I had to admit that the level of perfection we were achieving were so high it was like a dream. Dropping my hand on her a.ss and squeezing it, I changed the subject before we could get carried away. "Go get the cake woman, it's in the fridge." I ordered and spanked her lazily.
"And you'll do nothing instead?" She retorted, more to be silly than anything, even shaking her head, "I'm warning you, I'm not the conventional wife."
"Thank god." I told her, reaching for her empty plate as she headed back inside before I caught up with her. I set her plate on top of mine in the sink, next grabbing two more plates, a knife and two forks from the cupboard as I did my best not to eye Ar.
As she opened the fridge, a small squeal escaped her, "Oh my god!" She exlaimed, sounding as excited as a kid, "It's gorgeous! And it looks delicious too."
"It'd better be." I waited for her to take the cake out of the fridge before closing its door, following her outside on the beach again and grinning when I noticed how she couldn't keep her away away from our dessert. It was a small cake, since there was only two of us, but it still had three floors and decorations and everything. It was definitely a wedding cake, just a mini one.
As we seated again, she took the knife from my hand, glacing at me with a smirk on her pretty lips. "Only a way to find out." She said as she cut two slices, licking her lips. She killed me.
I watched her took the first bite, feeling a smirk forming on my lips because she was just too cute. "So?" I asked and when she widened her eyes and nodded her head, her mouth still full but her expression saying a lot, I smiled more genuinely. "Good." I said quietly as I took the envelope from the pocket of my shorts and pushed it toward Ar. This is definitely the last surprise I had planned for her and it wasn't even a surprise really, more like a gift. There was a postcard, one I had bought in Copenhagen and meant to send to Ar but had ended as a bookmark when I had found out about how she had lied to me. Now it was all in the past, but I really wanted to make up for it still, so along with the postcard there were now two plane tickets for the city that once we hadn't been able to visit together.
Aria reached for it and found the postcard first, his expression going from confused to surprised to thoughtful. "Is this from your trip?" She asked quietly and her eyes flicked up to meet mine, looking down before I could answer.
"Yes," I replied while she kept staring at the postcard, lost in her own thoughts and memories for sure. It wasn't easy to think about that trip, it had been both great and awful, but while we both had thought that it would have been the end of us it had been the beginning instead. We had been through a hell and now we were in paradise, we weren't those two persons anymore but the grown up versions. "There's more," I pointed out, hinting at the other papers behind it. I was sure she could feel them, only I wanted her to hurry a little so that I could start breathing again.
She looked back at me and grinned, "Thank you, I didn't notice." She tucked the postcard behind the other papers and widened her eyes again, finding the two plane tickets. "Oh my god!! Another honeymoon?" She kept grinning wide at me before jumping up and onto my lap, wrapping her arms around me with the tickets and postcard still in his hand.
I laughed and shook my head, wrapping my own arms around her while I leaned back in my chair, "No, just a vacation."
"In my head it'll be another honeymoon," She said stubbornly and tilted her head down to kiss me. "Thank you baby. I can't wait to go," She whispered against my lips and kissed me again, making me relax finally.
I wrapped my arms even tighter around her, wanting to hold her as close as possible as I kissed her back. That was it, I realized, I had done all I could to make her happy and from the look on her face? I had done a great job and could start breathing again. "You're welcome." I said with my mouth still against hers, staring into her eyes and smiling myself since she wasn't the only one being really happy. I was suprised that everything had gone so smoothly and now I understood better why they called it the honeymoon phase, just like I knew perfectly that it wouldn't last for us. We were stubborn, proud, opposite, basically destined to fight or argue, and still we were crazy about each other. It had been a long rocky road, but it had been worth it.
"When will we go?" She asked impatiently when she pulled her head back, looking so excited I half expected to start bouncing around like a crazy kid.
"I have no idea." I said honestly as I smirked at her before reaching for my plate which was behind her, "Let me eat my cake now."
She bit down on her lip, watching me closely, "I don't believe you." She said in a silly voice, setting the tickets and the postcard on the table. "You always plan everything...look at what you've done in two days."
"That's why I'm tired and I need to get spoiled now." I said as I tried to keep a straigh face, breaking into a grin a second later before I took a bite of the cake. Now that I was finally relaxing I could start enjoying food again.
She reached for a piece of cake and stuffed her mouth herself, still smiling with her lips closed. "I guess that'd be fair." She said eventually, licking the corner of her mouth. "What do you want exactly?"
I considered her question, tempted to start making a list but I knew better. "Just you."
[omg!!! im smiling like an idiot right now for how much i loved this :')]
ReplyDelete*plays with the ring on his finger* will you wear it always?
maybe not when I shower ;)
ReplyDeleteyou can wear it in the shower silly man :3
ReplyDeleteI guess I will
ReplyDeleteyou dont have to wear it if you dont like it... i wont be mad :)
ReplyDeletebut I do like it
ReplyDeleteim glad... i was afraid you wouldnt
ReplyDeleteI was surprised
ReplyDeletewhy?
ReplyDeleteI had no idea you would've gotten me a ring
ReplyDeletei wanted to surprise you :)
ReplyDeleteyou did babe
ReplyDeletei try ;)
ReplyDeletedo you? :3
ReplyDeletei do! i know that you dont like surprises, so they have to be very well thought out
ReplyDeleteI should get you a matching one though
ReplyDeletei already have a beautiful ring :D
ReplyDeleteyou do...but still :3
ReplyDeleteIt'll be hard enough for people not to notice this one *grins at her ring*
ReplyDeleteis that a no?
ReplyDeleteId never say no to more jewelry ;)
ReplyDeleteso its a yes
ReplyDelete*laughs and nuzzles him* im happy no matter what
ReplyDeleteI know you are :) I am too :*
ReplyDeletei can tell by that handsome smile :**
ReplyDeleteI wish we could always stay like this
ReplyDeletehappy or in paradise? :3
ReplyDeleteaway from everyone
ReplyDeleteas much as id love that, youd get bored and miss work
ReplyDeleteI'm not missing it right now
ReplyDeletework is offlimits right now :3
ReplyDeleteI'm behaving ;)
ReplyDeleteyou are... me gusta :3
ReplyDeleteI'm okay as long as I have my phone :3
ReplyDeleteim okay as long as youre not ignoring me in favor of your phone :3
ReplyDeleteI never did that
ReplyDeleteand never will :)
ReplyDeleteexactly
ReplyDeletewhat will we do today? :)
ReplyDeleteno idea babe...what do you want to do?
ReplyDeletemaybe go for a walk?
ReplyDeletewe could rent bikes and go on the mount otemanu
ReplyDeletewe have bikes here?!
ReplyDeletewe can. or we can go surfing. or we can take jet ski's. or book a tour by helicopter.
ReplyDeletecan we do all of it? :3
ReplyDeletenot in a day but sure :)
ReplyDeleteps: I want to swim with sharks too
swim with sharks!? o.o
ReplyDeleteyes, I read that you can do that...well you're not exactly between them but pretty close
ReplyDeletethat sounds terrifying :|
ReplyDeleteit sounds exciting instead...but I know you'd never come with me. I'll go alone :)
ReplyDeletewhat if something happens to you? :|
ReplyDeleteI guess you'll become a vidow *bites back a grin and shrugs*
ReplyDeletethats not funny -.-
ReplyDelete*laughs* it is
ReplyDeleteid rescue you
ReplyDeleteand die with me instead? that'd be very romantic babe :3
ReplyDeleteno, id die but id save you :o
ReplyDeleteill be standing on the boat with a spear in my hand
ReplyDelete*laughs* sure :3
ReplyDeleteyou'll have nothing to worry about ;)
ReplyDeleteI am not. you are :3
ReplyDeletei wont be the one in the water swimming with sharks, you crazy man :3
ReplyDeleteso what I like the thrill :3
ReplyDeletewill you go on a hot air balloon ride with me?
ReplyDeleteof course babe :3
ReplyDeletewhy are you smirking at me? :3
ReplyDeletebecause I can't really imagine you in tarzan mode :3
ReplyDeleteid do anything to protect you
ReplyDeleteoh babe...don't worry I don't need protection *kisses her forehead*
ReplyDelete*wrinkles her nose* but just in case... ill be there with my spear
ReplyDeleteI'll enjoy the show :3
ReplyDeleteI always amuse you :3
ReplyDeleteyou do babe
ReplyDeleteIm a natural ;)
ReplyDeletemy comedian :3
ReplyDeleteshould i do more comedy roles since it seems to be my calling? :3
ReplyDeleteyou'd be great in those
ReplyDeleteid be great in anything ;)
ReplyDeleteyou have so much faith in me :*
ReplyDeleteyoure a great actress...maybe I should be your manager :3
ReplyDeleteyoud get bored :3
ReplyDeleteyoud hate me
ReplyDeletenever baby
ReplyDeletewe'll never know ;)
ReplyDeletemy dads not that bad of a manager
ReplyDeletehey, hes your dad now too :3
ReplyDeletewhats mine is yours and whats yours is mine *grabs his head and kisses him hard before he can speak*
ReplyDelete*groans against her lips*
ReplyDelete*grins before slipping her tongue into his mouth*
ReplyDelete*kisses her back and spanks her*
ReplyDelete*pulls her head back and grins wide* ouch!
ReplyDeleteyou deserved it *bites back a grin*
ReplyDeletedont i always? ;)
ReplyDeleteyes...always
ReplyDeleteam i a naughty girl? :3
ReplyDeleteyou are...bad girl *spanks!*
ReplyDeleteyoure my bad boy *spanks*
ReplyDeleteI'm too old to be a boy *grabs her wrist with one hand and spanks her harder with the other*
ReplyDeleteharder baby :o
ReplyDeleteharder uh? *SPANKS!*
ReplyDeleteouch :33
ReplyDeleteyou asked for it :3
ReplyDeletei liked it :3
ReplyDeleteI know
ReplyDeleteyou loved it instead
ReplyDeleteI did...I always do
ReplyDeletei know it :3
ReplyDeleteyou know me
ReplyDeletei do... my naughty man *spanks*
ReplyDeletear *groans*
ReplyDeletelets go on an adventure :3
ReplyDeleteyou can choose :)
ReplyDeletewhat options do I have?
ReplyDeletedo you want to swim or relax by the water? go on a walk? paint pottery :3
ReplyDeletepaint pottery
ReplyDelete*laughs* can i paint your sexy body instead?
ReplyDeleteno thanks
ReplyDelete*sighs* will you lay by the water with me?
ReplyDeleteof course babe
ReplyDeletewe can work on our tans ;)
ReplyDeletemy tan is already perfect though :3
ReplyDeletemy butt doesn't like tan
ReplyDeletei like your white booty :3
ReplyDeleteyoure too silly
ReplyDelete*takes her bikini bottoms off and lays down on her stomach* my booty will be tan instead :3
ReplyDelete...ar *groan*
ReplyDeletefeel free to take your shorts off and lay beside me *grins and takes her top off*
ReplyDelete*spanks!* instead
ReplyDelete*laughs and shakes her booty*
ReplyDeletedon't tempt me
ReplyDeletetempt you to take off your shorts and tan with me?
ReplyDeleteno :3
ReplyDeleteno? why not baby?
ReplyDeleteI don't resist under the sun as long as you do
ReplyDelete*rolls onto her back and stares at seb* your loss. im going to be glowing :3
ReplyDeletemy loss? you're going to be even more beautiful...I have everything to gain instead ;)
ReplyDeletegood point... youre so good to me ;)
ReplyDeleteeh
ReplyDeletecan i have a kiss from my hubby? *grins then puckers her lips*
ReplyDelete*kisses her*
ReplyDelete*cups his booty and deepens the kiss before pulling back* better ;)
ReplyDeletear
ReplyDeleteYes Mr. Pitt? :)
ReplyDeleteim not touching it :o
ReplyDeletenow
ReplyDeleteim not allowed to touch it?
ReplyDeleteno *bites back a grin*
ReplyDeleteyes instead! its mine *grins and spanks him*
ReplyDeletearia *groans and grabs her hand*
ReplyDeleteso grouchy :(
ReplyDelete*pulls her against him and kisses her lips*
ReplyDelete*kisses him back and moans against his mouth*
ReplyDelete*breaks the kiss* better?
ReplyDeleteand here i was thinking you just couldnt resist not kissing me *sighs*
ReplyDeleteI resist you just fine *kisses her again*
ReplyDelete*pulls back and glares*
ReplyDelete*raises a brow*
ReplyDeletei wish you couldnt resist me instead
ReplyDeleteI cant aria
ReplyDeletethen whys it so hard to admit it?
ReplyDeleteit's not hard. I was being playful but of course you had to take that seriously and make it a big deal.
ReplyDeleteinsults arent funny :|
ReplyDeleteI didn't insult you
ReplyDeletewhen you say you can resist me, it makes me feel unsexy
ReplyDeletebecause I prove it everyday how unsexy I think you are right
ReplyDeleteim only human and have insecurities just like everyone else
ReplyDeleteI thought I gave you enough certainty instead
ReplyDeletei still have moments :|
ReplyDeleteI don't understan why
ReplyDeleteeveryone has insecure moments every once in a while
ReplyDeleteyou have them sometimes too
ReplyDeletenever about how sexy I am
ReplyDeletebut about losing me... you should know that i want to be with you forever :|
ReplyDeleteit's not that that I doubt
ReplyDeletethen what is it?
ReplyDeletewhy would you do that?
ReplyDeleteI'm talented
ReplyDeletei mean it when i say that i want to be with you forever
ReplyDeleteI know you do
ReplyDeletegood
ReplyDelete*sighs*
ReplyDeletewhy are you sighing at me? :(
ReplyDeleteI'm not sighing at you babe
ReplyDeletewhat was the sigh for then?
ReplyDeletefor myself
ReplyDeleteyoure silly baby
ReplyDeletethats you
ReplyDeleteboth of us :3
ReplyDeleteI don't think I'm silly
ReplyDeletei think youre sexy
ReplyDeleteI can agree on that
ReplyDeletei thought so ;)
ReplyDeletebecause we agree on everything?
ReplyDeleteno way baby... but yes on how sexy my man is :o
ReplyDeleteor how sexy you are
ReplyDeletewe match :3
ReplyDeletesometimes
ReplyDeleteright now?
ReplyDeleteno, youre way much gorgeous
ReplyDeleteand youre super handsome
ReplyDelete