“I’m in,” she smiles, already rolling away from me to get out of bed. I grab her back into my arms. “Not without a kiss,” I demand.
She presses her lips against mine. A flicker of guilt touches me and then vanishes.It’s not her burden to carry.
“Let’s go,” I say, pushing her away playfully. “Stop trying to distract me.”
She laughs as she slips out of bed and grabs a robe to wrap around her perfect body.
Three hours later, we are climbing the stairs to board the jet.
The twins are beside themselves with excitement. So is Selene. She’s talking fast and hasn’t stopped smiling since we woke up.
Inside the jet, the twins rush to the sofas, jumping onto them while they argue over which sandcastle they are going to build first. Solenne is convinced she is going to make friends with a dolphin. Arron is convinced he will find pirate treasure in the sand.
As we settle in for takeoff, I type a message on my phone to the beach house manager so he can prepare a few things for me. I grin mischievously as I show Selene the message and gesture for her to read it silently.
Her eyes glitter as she stares back at me, smiling so perfectly that it sets my soul on fire.
“They will love it,” she whispers.
I’ve organized a boat ride that will take us all out to sea so that Solenne can swim with dolphins. And I’ve organized for a treasure chest to be buried… and a map in a bottle tohappento wash up on shore near Arron while he’s playing.
And I’m excited for both of them. I’m excited to see their faces light up when their wishes come true.
We arrive in the Bahamas just after lunchtime. The twins were too hyped up to sleep on the flight, but luckily, it wasn’t long. At the beach house, I still have extensive security in place. But I’ve asked them to stay out of sight as much as possible. I want this to feel like a real vacation, without the constant reminder that we need protection.
For a moment, I want all of us to forget everything weighing on us. Just for a moment. We can be a normal family.
Walking into the beach house, Selene’s eyes are wide with wonder. “This place is so beautiful!” she blurts out. “I didn’t realize it wasliterallya beach house.” She is standing on the deck right outside the living room’s glass sliding doors. If she takes a few more steps, she will be on warm white sand. Right on the beach with the waves lapping at her back garden.
I slip my arms around her from behind and hold her close to me. She sighs contentedly as the twins sprint past us, already kitted out in their swimming gear, water wings, and coated in sun protection. Solenne is waving a plastic pink spade around while Arron has two buckets in hand.
“Stay where we can see you,” Selene calls out.
“Ok, Mommy!”
“What would you like to do first?” I ask, nuzzling my lips against her neck.
“Mm,” she ponders. “I think I would like to do this…”
She steps away from me, her back still turned towards me. She slips the sundress straps from her shoulders and lets it fall to the floor.
Selene is wearing nothing but a white bikini. A rather tiny white biking. My cock goes hard instantly. She glances over her shoulder at me with a cheeky grin. “I’m going to be the ultimate holiday maker and soak up this beautiful fun with a cocktail in my hand,” she says cheekily as she walks away, down onto the beach.
“Oh, you are a tease!” I call out after her. “I’ll have them make us some Pina Coladas.”
It is the most magical day.
We spend the entire afternoon lying about on sun loungers listening to the waves, dipping in the ocean to cool off, drinking cocktails, and laughing at the twins as they experience what it feels like to get sand everywhere.
Solenne is very displeased about this. Arron, on the other hand, is taking handfuls of the stuff and shoving it into his pockets.
“We need to strip him down before we let him back in the house,” I muse, watching him fill his hat with sand before putting it right back on his head.
“I’ll leave that to you. That looks like a big job,” Selene giggles.
When dinner time comes, I ask the housekeeper to serve it outside on our private beach. They set up a beautiful tableon a wooden deck beneath a pergola draped in white, flowing curtains.
The sunset is particularly special, as though it wants to show off for us.
