I kissed him on the cheek and handed him my towel, ready to get this shoot over so I could get back to the honeymoon. Maria stood smiling with her hand outstretched, and I jogged over to her. We ended the shoot with some photos together that we planned on getting framed and putting up on the walls in the store. As we posed together for the camera, I watched Nathan look down at his phone, scrolling through the internet in search of something. Knowing him, it was probably some ridiculous, elaborate surprise, but at least, I knew it would be for me.
Chapter Twenty Three
Nathan
It was one thing to look at your wife in a club, all decked out, and have other men stare. In that situation, you were proud of the fact that she was with you. It was something completely different for your wife to be pretty much naked, frolicking through the waves of the ocean, and having skeevy ass hats standing around gawking at her huge tits and round ass.
I couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy my wife was, and I truly felt lucky to be able to honestly say that. But the thought of her body splashed all over advertisements made me kind of sick to my stomach. I mean, she was my wife, not some woman that was meant for other guys to jack off to. I really didn’t know how the husbands of swimsuit models dealt with seeing their wives splashed all over newsstands every year. I would go around buying every single one of them before anyone else could. I tried not to talk about how uncomfortable it was for me around Ronni because I didn’t want to make her feel bad. Just by watching her in front of the camera, she was a natural at posing, and she was beaming with self-confidence, something I never saw in her while we grew up.
Her conservative style as a young adult was definitely shed off when she hit college, and on a regular basis, I had no problem with watching her walk in front of me in a pair of cutoff shorts and crop top. However, out here on the public beach with a crowd, I was having a really hard time controlling my irritation. I did not want to be that guy, that jealous guy that beat up every man that stared at my wife, but right now, it was really hard to control myself.
I just needed to continue to tell myself that while other men might be able to look, I was the only one that was allowed to touch. Her soft supple skin and the dark exotic look were just for me, and I couldn’t wait to get back in bed with her. I could already feel my pants getting tight just thinking about the night before, when she rode me until I could feel her juices running down my shaft. I took a deep breath and nonchalantly adjusted myself, trying to get the thought of her naked body out of my head. It wasn’t so easy with her nipples hard under that thin bikini top.
As Maria and Ronni began the last part of the shoot, which was group photos for the shop’s walls, I looked down at my phone, realizing I hadn’t made any plans for later that night. I need to make sure I showed Ronni just how committed I was and how treasured she really was. I flipped through the options of restaurants on my phone, landing on the very famous five-star French Polynesian restaurant just a short helicopter ride to another island. I dialed their number and began to set my plans in motion while glancing over at Ronni, who was now chatting with Maria and the marketing team. I needed to make this night so special that she would never be able to forget it.
We headed back to the villa where I pulled out a beautiful evening dress for her to wear for the surprise. She walked out of the shower, drying her hair, and she smiled at me, holding the dress up in front of myself. I quickly lowered it, my cheeks blushing.
“I don’t think that will fit you,” she teased.
“Then I think you should wear it tonight,” I said. “I have a surprise for you, but we have to leave in like twenty minutes.
She rolled her eyes at me and laughed, grabbing the dress from my hand. She hurried into the bathroom, and I could hear the blow dryer going while she stumbled around the bathroom getting ready. I pulled out a suit and tie and gelled my hair in the mirror on the wall. It was really easy for me to get ready, and I was glad I didn’t have to go through as much as Ronni did, even though I never understood why, since she was gorgeous all the time. When she was done, we walked across the resort to the helicopter pad where the pilot picked us up. Ronni shook her head at the amount of excess I was showing off and climbed inside, putting on her headphones. She gazed out the window as we took a short ride to the other side.
We ate dinner all alone at the most amazing restaurant I had ever been to. I had called them and requested to have the place all to ourselves. Luckily, they weren’t usually open on Monday nights so I paid a bit extra and the chef and staff came in just for us. They set up a table out on the balcony overlooking the water and lit about a hundred candles around us. It was absolutely enchanting, and we sat feasting while talking about our day and how amazing the photo shoot ended up being. I wasn’t as jealous now that we were out of the situation, but I still didn’t like the idea of it all. When we were done, we decided to take a long walk on the beach, not having been to this island yet. I had paid the pilot to hang around until we called, not knowing when we would finish up.
As we walked along the sandy shores hand in hand, I took Ronni’s hand and twirled her into my arms, dipping her low and kissing her softly. The full moon shone brightly over the ocean, lighting up her magnificent face. Her hair was shiny and long, and it blew in the light breeze off the ocean. I tipped her back up to her feet and pushed hair from her face.
“You are the most amazing, charming, intelligent—”
“Yes,” she said, swinging her hair over her shoulder. “Go on.”
“Beautiful woman I have ever met,” I said, laughing. “I don’t know what I would do in this world without you.”
Her heart immediately melted, and her love for me showed all over her face. I leaned in and tilted her chin upward, pressing my lips against her mouth. Her arms immediately wrapped around my neck, and she leaned into me, pressing her body against mine. Under the bright light of the moon, we explored each other like sixteen-year-olds at a summer fling.
My hands moved over her body, touching every inch of her and grabbing her ass tightly. She squeaked into my mouth with surprise as I picked her up by the butt and wrapped her legs around my waist. I stood there on the white sand beach and made out passionately with my wife, groaning as she sucked on my lip seductively and pushed her hips into my hardening cock. I reached one hand up and cupped her large breast massaging it hard. She leaned her head back as I pulled one side of her dress down and took her exposed tit in my mouth. I looked around but didn’t see anyone else on the beach, though it was a public place.
She hopped down off me and ran her hand down the front of me, squeezing my cock between my body and pants. As her fingers moved downward, she grabbed onto my shaft and began to jack it hard inside of my pants. She smiled as she bit my lip, feeling my cock get harder and harder in the palm of her hand. I groaned loudly as she stroked it up and down with force, her face looking aroused and determined.
She undid my belt and slid her hand back in, loosening up the area, and she began stroking my cock long and hard. I growled out, thrusting my hips forward as her hand slid up and down the shaft. I wanted to fuck her so bad, and I knew there would be no way I could make it all the way back to the villa first. She looked up into my eyes as her hand steadily moved in my pants, and I could see she wasn’t willing to wait, either. I pulled her hand out of my pants, and we ran down the beach toward the cliffs where they would at least provide the coverage of shadows in the corners. As we approached, she rea
ched out and grabbed my tie, backing up into the steep rocky side.
I put my hand up against the stone next to her head and watched as she pulled her dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. I reached out, but she slapped my hand away, smiling at me with glimmering eyes. She pushed me back and propped her ass up on one of the rocks. I watched as she split her legs apart and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her wet mound. She bit her lip and stuck two fingers in her mouth, sucking and wetting them before sliding them down through her folds. She moaned quietly as her fingers circled around her clit, dipping part way into her pussy before pulling out and circling back.
“You like watching me?” she asked.
“Yeah, baby,” I said, rubbing my cock outside of my pants.
“Good,” she moaned. “I want to watch you, too.”
I walked over and leaned my shoulder against the rock next to her, unbuttoning my pants and dropping them around my ankles. I slowly reached down into my boxers and pulled my pulsing, engorged cock out into my hand. I reached up and unbuttoned my shirt so it would hang out of the way, and I draped my tie around her neck. She looked so fucking sexy sitting there fingering herself in nothing but her panties. I looked down at her pussy and began to move my hand up and down the shaft of my raging erection. She bit her lip, keeping her eyes glued to the motion of my hand, her own fingers plunging deep inside of her and coming back out to rub her clit. I could hear her breath increasing as my fist began moving faster over my shaft.
She groaned loudly and tilted her head back, rubbing her pussy wildly. I could tell she was about to come so I moved in front of her and pushed her hands to the side, thrusting my cock deep inside of her. As my body rubbed against hers, she exploded, her warm juices gushing over my cock and her mouth wide open, singing her song of pleasure. I kept thrusting, feeling her pussy pulsating around me. I gripped her waist, and her fingernails dug into my shoulders. I groaned, feeling the pain and ecstasy mix together. As her body began to relax, I leaned in and pushed my mouth against hers, passionately kissing her under the full moon. I could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest, and she smiled as she moved her hips against my slow, steady thrusting. It was extremely sensual, and we sat there against the wall, grinding in sync as our eyes locked on to each other. I could feel the hot steamy heat between us as I pushed hard and fast into her, watching her jerk beneath me. I looked over at the water lapping the beach in the shadows and reached down, picking her up and carrying her over to the water’s edge. She slipped off her panties and tossed them up to her dress, walking forward into the shallow waves.
I grabbed her shoulder and took her to the ground, moving slowly and steadily on top of her. The water washed around us, and I knew I wanted to make this last.
Chapter Twenty Four