It was all so perfect, the waves gently splashing against us, the moon reflecting on the water, the smell of salt and sand in the air and the warm breeze on our bare backs. It was the perfect culmination of everything we had worked for, and accidentally worked against.
I was already so close to the edge from James’ earlier ministrations, that I felt myself clamping down around him far sooner than I normally did. I also supposed that in the two weeks leading up to our wedding, we hadn’t had any time at all to be intimidate.
We were certainly making up for it now.
“That’s it, baby girl,” he soothed, his sole free hand caressing my breast and teasing my fingers between his calloused fingers. “Give me everything.”
“I will if you promise you’ll never stop.”
“I promise,” he answered, letting some slack in his grip so I could lean farther back from him and allow him more access to my front.
The change in angle was everything, though, and soon he was hitting a spot within me that I could never get on my own. The next thing I knew, I was crying out and clamping down on him with everything my body had.
To his credit, James didn’t let up, thrusting through my ecstasy and making it last that much longer. It was a strange sort of separation from my physical form, and yet I felt like I was acutely aware of everything that my body was experiencing. It was a strange sort of overwhelming sensation and I just wanted to wrap myself up in it and drown.
I felt myself coming down, my breathing ragged and my heart pounding, just in time for James to meet his end. He let out a masculine cry, and then he was pouring into me, completing the perfect moment just the way I wanted.
He set me down slowly, allowing the blood to get back into my legs, and we walked hand in hand on the beach, where we sat on a towel at the edge of the water. While I was open to Kiriena having a little brother or sister, I had made sure I’d gotten an implant so we could be in control of when we had them. After everything we had been through, the last thing we needed was another surprise child.
His strong, heated arm wrapped around my shoulder and I rested my head on his shoulder. Together, we watched the clouds move by the moon, enjoying a peace that we hadn’t known in a long time.
“Hey James,” I murmured, enraptured by the stars and beautiful sky.
“Yes Nicole?”
“If there was anything you could change about how we handled all of this, what would you have made different?”
“Is the assumption that we would still end up together and I wouldn’t be opening any strange holes in the time-space continuum?”
“Hah, yes, this is a love story, not a sci-fi epic.”
“Good point. Alright, let me think about it.” He rubbed his chin with his free hand for a moment. “That first night, I wouldn’t drink.”
“That’s it?” I asked, surprised. “You would make it so we never married, or I hadn’t run away, or that we hadn’t gotten pregnant?”
“That’s the thing, if I was sober, I would have known we were married, and I would have known that you were the most important woman to ever walk in my life and I needed to be with you no matter what.”
“Wow… that’s uh… possibly the most romantic thing you’ve said to me.”
“Well that’s good considering that this is the anniversary of that very first night in Vegas.”
“What, no it isn’t!” He nodded and I gasped. “You planned all of this! Holy crap! You’re even more of a romantic than I thought.”
He smiled and kissed the top of my head. “For you, I’m the most romantic. And don’t you worry, this is just the beginning. I plan to shower you with everything you deserve for the rest of your life.”
“And I’m going to remind you of how much you deserve too.”
“I think that sounds like a good arrangement.”
“Me too.”
I let my head lower back to his shoulders and sighed happily. We had really done it. After all the drama, the drunkenness, the running away, we had finally found our happily ever after.
And I was never letting go.
The End