After saying our goodbyes to our guests, and the long and tearful hug I gave to an embarrassed yet happy Mark, Neil and I traveled as a married couple by limo to LaGuardia, where we took the red eye to Los Angeles, flying out the next morning to Lihue Airport in Kauai.
Even as we were getting close to the island, looking out the window, I knew Kauai was the closest thing to paradise I’d ever seen. The blue-green water met golden beaches, and while flying over the island I saw at least one waterfall amidst the lush green forest. Even the airport in paradise was inviting.
I had stood back and let Neil arrange our transportation, but it turned out Neil’s coach had arranged for a town car to take us to the resort. That was how happy Coach Kramer was about how everything had turned out, and how Neil had rehabilitated his image by becoming a family member. After we checked in, and took the elevator to our suite, Neil opened the door, lifted me up and carried me through the doorway.
Red rose petals had been placed on the duvet in the shape of a heart, and there was a bottle of champagne, chilling on ice with a plate of fresh fruit on the table. Through the balcony doors, I could hear the waves rhythmically crashing against the shore.
The weather was beginning to cool now that the sun was setting. I inhaled the fresh air, so unlike that which was in our New Jersey hometown and unfortunately full of pollution from nearby factories.
We showered, to rinse all the travel germs from us. Then Neil explored my body, tracing my curves with his fingers. Each touch sent shivers through my spine. Still.
“You are mine,” he whispered, as he pinned my arms up and found the wall of the shower. “Forever.”
He kissed my open mouth, tasting my tongue, as he pressed me against the wall. Then he lifted me up, effortlessly, so he could be inside me. He slid in me easily, and I felt his hips move again and again, as he thrust his big cock deeper and deeper inside me.
“Fuck yeah,” he said. “It still feels so good when my big cock is filling up your tight little pussy.”
“I love it too,” I told him. “It feels amazing.”
He reached around and played with my clit, rubbing it as he fucked me.
“I’m gonna cum in your pussy,” he said.
“Good, because I’m cumming too.”
I moaned in ecstasy, feeling the orgasm overtake me as he poured his load into my pussy. I felt him throbbing inside me as he released every last drop into me.
Later, I put on the bridal lingerie Angela had surprised me with last week. It was a long white satin piece that flattered my clavicle and breasts. Neil was in his white robe, out on the balcony. When I was beside him, he picked up the champagne and popped the cork, spilling champagne into the two flutes on the table.
“Here’s to our family,” Neil said.
“To us,” I said, lifting my glass to his.
Neil was sitting on the chair, as I came to him. He smiled at me. I smiled as well, getting on my knees to taste him.
“Becca, we’re outside.”
“What, suddenly you're shy?” I asked, with his cock halfway in my mouth.
He let me continue, obviously enjoying looking down at me as I stared up at him with my mouth full of him. Next, I pressed his cock between my breasts, and it slid down and up into my waiting mouth, over and over, until suddenly he was getting too close.
“You are so damn good at that.”
He lifted me up and carried me to the bed.
“This is our wedding night and I want to last all night. It’s your turn now,” he whispered, as he slid my gown down from my shoulders and kissed me.
On the mouth.
On the neck.
Then he pulled the gown down past my breasts, and he kissed each breast. He sucked on my nipple, getting me so wet that I was dripping for him.
“I want you so bad, husband,” I told him. “Please. Get inside me.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he said, once he’d released my nipple from his mouth.
He got down at the end of the bed and pulled the gown off, then he resumed where he had left off, kissing my stomach, then my hip bones, one after the other, running his finger along them. Then he got off the bed and got on his knees at the foot of the bed, pulling my legs toward him until his lips could touch my pussy lips, and his tongue found its way in between them, exploring.
Once he started sucking on my clit, I realized that I had never felt such ecstasy. This was even better than normal, on our wedding night.