Chapter Nineteen

Stephen

I watch my girl, standing there, stunned.

She leaps into my arms, peppering my face with kisses. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, baby! You spoil me so much!”

“I’d do anything for you, baby.”

“God, I can't believe it. How did you know?” she asks.

“Baby, I listen to you. I remember you saying this is one place you’d love to go.”

“You're amazing,” she says. “You’re ~definitely~ getting lucky for this.”

I burst out laughing. She's too damn adorable for her own good sometimes.

“Then my evil plan worked.” I give her a playful eyebrow wiggle.

Trinity laughs. “God, I love you.”

She snuggles into me, her hand on my bicep, and we find some seats to wait for our flight. I wonder how she’ll react to the next surprise?

Luckily, we don’t have to wait long before we’re called for boarding.

I let her walk ahead, taking the opportunity to admire her gorgeous ass.

Without even turning around, she says, “Quit looking at my ass.”

I chuckle. “Never.”

We board the plane and a hostess leads us to first class.

“No way!” she gasps. “You didn't?”

“Baby, we only get one honeymoon. I want to give you everything you deserve.”

We thank the hostess, stow our bag, kick off our shoes, and settle in.

“I wanted us to be comfortable, babe,” I explain. “It's a little over twenty hours of flying.”

“I still can't believe I deserve you.”

We get comfortable and about half an hour later, our flight takes off. I pour us both a glass of champagne and hand hers to her as we lay down, facing each other.

“I love you, my beautiful wife.”

“I love you so much, husband.”

We clink our glasses and I feed her a strawberry. I watch her beautiful lips wrap around it delicately before she feeds me one back and we sip our drinks.

We chat and laugh for a while, sharing plenty of kisses before settling on a movie.

Once we find one, I pull her into me as she curls up into my side, her head on my chest as she strokes down my side. At some point, we both fall asleep, curled into each other.

***

After a very long flight, we arrive at Phuket International Airport and go through customs.

We find the car service I had arranged. It's late afternoon and the streets are buzzing as we zip through.

We arrive at the Ferry Terminal which will take us across to Koh Samui Island where we’re spending our first week.

The ride is as breathtaking as the surroundings.

We snap some photos along the way. As we’re getting closer to our resort, we see a photographer on a boat snapping photos of the arriving couples as a keepsake.

The hotel staff help with our luggage and we make our way to our private bungalow for the week, complete with a pool and not too far from the water's edge.

“This is incredible, baby,” Trinity says. She has a huge smile on her face. “I can't thank you enough!”

“Thank you for being here with me,” I say.

We get settled and decide to take a quick shower to freshen up before getting some dinner as it's getting later in the evening.

We head down to the restaurant and order our meals.

“Everything good, baby?” Trinity asks.

“Yeah, look,” I turn my phone to her and show her I’ve updated our social media to ~married~ now. I’ve checked us in and made a note of ~Do Not Disturb~.

“You're too cute sometimes, babe,” she says.

“Hey, nothing wrong with wanting everyone we know to know that you’re all mine now.” I lean across the table and kiss her gently. “I love you, Mrs. Gotti.”

“I love you, Mr. Gotti.”

Shortly afterward, our drinks arrive and they look incredible.

We enjoy our meals that arrive shortly after and each other's company.

After dinner, we decide to take a walk along the beach before heading back and getting an early night.

It's been a big few days and we’re both starting to feel the jet lag kick in now.

As we were walking back we were just in time to see some fireworks going off over the water and we sat in the sand holding each other watching the beautiful show before us.

It was perfect, being able to sit here with my girl enjoying this moment. If someone had told me a year ago I would be sitting on a Thai beach with my wife tonight, I would’ve laughed at them.

After watching the night show we got up and walked the streets back to our bungalow.

I was mesmerized by her, her excitement, her awe, her sense of adventure was radiating, she looked radiant and I couldn't help but snap a photo of her. She looked perfect at that moment.

We got back to our bungalow and got changed for bed. We slide in and cuddle up together looking out to the ocean in front of us. I gently stroke her back as she cuddles into me.

It didn't take long for us to fall asleep as the jet lag had kicked in long ago.

***

I wake up in the middle of the night.

Slowly opening my eyes, I see the soft moonlight coming in through the window.

We're in bed, she was cuddled against me in her little PJs, me in my shorts. One of my arms is around her, and I can feel the warmth under my fingers. I breathe in and smell her hair.

I press forward ever so slightly and enjoy the feeling of her.

She stirs slightly and I can tell she is pressing back against me. Not wanting to wake her, and not sure if she is awake, I find myself playing a silent game.

I nuzzle the back of her neck and pull her into me lightly until I hear her breath catch. It was just an instant, but she's given up the game.

I want to tease her a little longer though, so I pretend I didn't notice. I pull my hips back while keeping my face pressed into her hair, rubbing my nose up and down.

Seconds pass and I begin to think she may actually be asleep. But then she scoots her cute round butt back against me and I know.

I press my hips forward, certain she can sense my growing desire.

My hand glides upward until I find her breast, squeezing gently, not as firmly as she usually prefers, but enough to capture her full attention.

Her breath quickens as she guides my hand, silently showing me how she wants to be touched tonight.

I start a gentle rhythm with my hips, which she matches.

Feeling my desire mounting, I decide to escalate things. I withdraw my hand from beneath her top.

She lets out a soft sound of disappointment. She’s about to voice her complaint when my fingertips gently guide her chin back toward me.

I tilt my head up and our lips meet. She tastes divine, like fresh sea air, the saltwater soaking her skin.

For a moment, the world halts and it’s just my wife and me. Our lips are the only sensation we’re aware of.

The moment passes. She turns to fully face me, our lips maintaining contact the entire time. She wraps her arms under mine and one of her legs drapes over me.

We draw each other into a familiar embrace. We continue to kiss as I roll her onto her back.

I gently brush her hair back and whisper, “Mm, I love you, baby.

“Baby, I love you so much, it hurts,” she murmurs.

I prop myself up on my hands and gaze down into her wide eyes.

The moonlight illuminates her face, as beautiful as ever, and I study her eyes, searching for her thoughts. I see so much.

Love, desire, understanding, and just a hint of fear.

My shadow looms over her for a moment longer than she’d like, and I lower my head. The kiss is all desire, and my doll matches it with equal passion.

I keep my body elevated and her hands begin to explore my sides. One is on my back, trying to pull me down, the other slips under the top of my boxers and takes hold.

She knows my body so well and she knows I'm ready.

I begin to lower myself onto my baby as she strokes me lightly. I kiss my way down to her neck and her whole body arches up, offering itself to me.

I continue kissing her neck and let my hands wander downward. She releases my shaft as she helps me pull down her bottoms and panties.

Her body glows in the midnight light, the sound of the sea crashing around us. I have to lift my weight up again as she squirms and kicks, tangled up in clothing, blankets, and me.

Finally, they’re off and she wraps her legs around my waist, her hands finding again what they had a moment before.

She slides my boxers down again and frees my member from its confines. I stop kissing her neck and look into her eyes again.

She gives a slight nod. We both look down, we can't see anything in the shadows, but we stare intently anyway.

I stay as still as I can while she guides me. Once she has me at her entrance, I push forward.

For the second time that night, time freezes.

I sink into my doll completely. She's been just as ready as me since we started, wanting it just as badly as me. My whole body goes rigid and she shudders slightly, knowing what comes next.

The indescribable sensation overwhelms both of us and we melt together.

Both of us are consumed by nothing but the desire and need we have for each other. Both of us feel the heat as we grind ourselves together, each move pushing us on, bringing us closer and closer.

I’ve never felt closer to her than making love to Trinity as my wife. It's a new level of emotion that’s so raw to me, but one I'm so addicted to already, knowing it will only be her for the rest of our lives.

We're kissing wildly as I grunt and groan, as she purrs into me. Breathing hard, I can feel it start to build in my loins. I feel her rhythm getting erratic and I know she is just as close as I am.

We're moving like wild animals and she begins to shake in my arms. I can't take it anymore. I can't control the lust I have for my wife, it's insatiable.

Every time I’m with her it's like a new high and I’m so addicted, to be without her now would kill me. I can't let her go. I need her more than anything in this world.

The euphoria I get from this woman is enough to drive me insane without her.

“Mm, my God, I love you, I love you so much,” I say. “Baby, I can't get enough of you, I want to stay like this forever.”

She cries out as her breath catches in her throat.

I kiss her jaggedly, both of us gasping for air, our emotions tearing through our core, every inch of each other in a state of pure bliss, a feeling I could never find with anyone else.

“Oh baby, I don't know how you do it,” I whisper softly. “I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to laugh in joy, the way you make me feel, I can't live without you.”

“I need you, Trinity, please baby, please my love, I’m begging you, I need you.”

She grips me tighter, pulling my head down to her, her hand wrapped around my neck, her body clinging to me with everything she has, terrified to let go in case this moment slips away.

Her beautiful moans right in my ear as I sink into her again and again. I hear her gasp and a sob caught in her throat as I grip her tighter.

She moans. “I live for you, baby. I need you, I can't breathe without you. Oh please, baby please, I love you, Stephen, I love you so much.”

A small, high-pitched noise escapes her lips as I pass the point of no return. She keeps shaking, I keep thrusting until I burst.

And when I do, I hold myself still, forcing myself as deep as I can.

“You're everything I need,” I moan.

“Yes baby, give me all of you!” Trinity cries.

Our breathing slows.

I watch as my baby begins to regain control of her body. I gently stroke the hair off her beautiful face from all the thrashing around.

I look into her hypnotic eyes one last time for the night. The same eyes that I’ve been under the spell of since the first moment we met.

Our lips touch delicately again, as we hold each other tightly, scared to let go.