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“Thank you, bud,” I said, holding him tight. “This all means a lot to me,” I told him. Because it did. And his reaction told me just how much it meant to him too.
Now, I just had to ask his mom.
Though I was pretty sure I knew the answer to that question.
Lana - 11 months
“I know they’re probably having a better time with their cousins than they would have with us,” I said as we rode the elevator up to our hotel room. “But I feel so guilty,” I admitted.
“They are having a fucking blast,” Seth confirmed, pressing a kiss to my temple. “We’ve video chatted with them twice already today.”
And both times, they seemed annoyed to have to talk to us.
“I know,” I agreed as we stepped off the elevator and right into our insane suite.
Two floors, all windows, with luxurious decorating that had taken my breath away when we’d first made our way into it.
Me, still in my wedding dress, wrapped up in Seth’s arms as he carried me in.
You’d think, on our wedding night, we would have been eager to strip each other down and get to some very adult business.
But, honestly, we’d been so beat that we barely managed to climb out of our clothes and fall into bed before we were out cold.
Weddings, as it turned out, were absolutely exhausting. Even if we’d only done a backyard ceremony before catching a flight to our honeymoon.
Then, because we’d passed out so early, we’d risen hungry and irritable from said hunger, so we’d just quickly dressed to make our way downstairs for breakfast.
Then, well, the sunshine, white sands, and blue water had pulled us right outside, where we spent hours on the beach, in the water, strolling the shops.
And, yes, calling our kids that didn’t even want to speak to us.
“How about we take a shower?” Seth suggested, smile wicked, and I knew exactly what he had in mind.
I mean, it was time to make our marriage “official,” wasn’t it?
I followed him through the bedroom and into the bathroom that was easily three times the size of ours at home, all marble and glass.
Mirrored glass, the listing had said, seeming to know that people would be getting busy all over the place, and didn’t want to be seen.
Somehow, though, it made the desire ignite even faster as Seth started pulling off my clothes.
His hands moved over me, the sand still clinging to my skin making the sensation rougher as I yanked impatiently at his clothes, then let him pull me into the shower stall, turning on the water that blasted us with a cold stream for a moment before it warmed.
We hardly noticed as Seth’s hands toyed with my breasts, as it glided between my thighs.
Then he was lowering himself down, working me with his tongue as I stared out at the ocean, my hips rocking into the sensations as he drove me up, then through an orgasm.
And, for once, I didn’t have to be quiet.
I cried out, clinging to him, pulling him up, sealing my lips to his.
Reaching down, he hiked my leg up as he pressed against me, his hard cock rubbing against my cleft.
“Seth, please,” I begged, rocking against him, needing to feel him inside me.
He slid his cock down, then surged inside of me, making my head slam back against the wall.
“Fuck,” he hissed as his forehead rested against mine, trying to take a moment to get some control back.
It was useless.
We were both too far gone.
He fucked me hard and deep as the water washed away the sand and salt, as our hands gripped and our fingers raked, our moans and groans filling the room as we both barreled to and through orgasms.
“I could get used to that,” Seth said as he slid out of me, not having to immediately excuse himself to deal with the condom.
Going back on the Pill had been a little wedding gift from me to him.
We both decided that more kids might be in our future someday, but we wanted a chance to really establish our current family, to make the kids feel really secure in their places in our hearts before we added anyone else to the mix.
“Me too,” I agreed, wrapping my arms around him, and pulling him fully under the stream with me.
It was only about five minutes after we finally climbed out of the shower, dried off, and re-dressed, that Seth looked over at me.
“What?” I asked.
“Should we call the kids again?” he asked, clearly missing them as much as I did.
Just when I didn’t think I could love the man any more than I already did, he went and said things like that.
I remembered, and it felt like a lifetime ago now, when I first threatened to leave my ex, he told me that no one was going to love a single mom of three small children.
