Azure
Beyond the tall wall of windows, the Pacific stretches to the horizon, almost too blue to be real.
It's how I feel about the eyes of the man beside me, his hand reaching out so our fingers can knot together.
"We did it," Jasper whispers, too low for the bellboy to hear. I can only nod, feeling the awed smile stretch across my face. When our bags have been neatly stacked in the bedroom, Jasper tips the young man, a grin and an impish wink accompanying the folded bill.
Such a flirt. But I'm not jealous.
I know he's mine, and I'm his.
Permanence
When we're finally, blissfully alone, Jasper pulls me fully into his arms. "I love you," I tell him, punctuating the words with a soft kiss. I feel his lips spread into a smile beneath mine, hear as he repeats the sentiment back to me.
I've never been so completely happy.
He tells me he's going to take a shower, and this too warms my heart. He knows I won't relax until I've unpacked, and that I always prefer to do so alone, establishing my own sense of order. It's these small things that make us work, and will make us work forever.
Lush
Our clothing put away, I change into a pair of swim shorts and head outside, the beautiful garden walled by verdant tropical flora. I lick my lips, imagining all the ways we can enjoy the pool and hot tub over the next two weeks.
Thoughts of the future transition to ones of the past - of how we got here, of a history made rich and full because it's ours. Meeting in college when we were both with other people, running into each other again by chance a few years later.
Ups. Downs. A love neither of us would trade for anything.
Breeze
From the seat I've taken on the stone wall of the hot tub I hear him, but pretend I don't. I wait, listening to Jasper's nearing footsteps, my body shivering in anticipation even before warm breath washes over the back of my neck.
"Hey, baby," he says softly, touching his tongue to my ear. I groan, gulping in lungfuls of scented air as teeth scrape gently over tender flesh. "You waiting for me?"
"Always." He wraps his arms around me and I gasp as I feel that he's naked.
"Good." A chuckle joins the breeze. "Then why are you dressed?"
Lap
Our tongues tangle and hands roam, my knees gripping his thighs as I straddle him. "You want to go to bed?" I ask.
Jasper cups my face as he looks into my eyes. The band of titanium is cool against my heated skin, but what it means fills me with fire. "I want to make love with my husband for the first time right here."
I leave him only long enough to strip, then push his hard body down to lay on smooth stone. "You have no idea how fucking good that sounds," I growl.
His grin is wide. "Yes, I do."
Salt
Before long, our bodies are slick with sweat that stings my kiss-bruised lips, but I don't stop the paths they trail over Jasper's skin. I know every part of him: the texture of the scar on his collarbone and where it came from, the perfect way his nipples will peak if I touch them just so, the tattoo that crests his hip.
Hands clench in my hair when I position myself between his legs, my tongue reaching out to lick slowly, teasingly up the length of his cock. A drop of precum has beaded there, calling to me.
I know his taste.
Need
"Edward... Fuck..." he gasps, and I harden impossibly more at his incoherence. Only I can do that to him, just as only he can reduce me to babbling cries, and now we belong to each other in every possible way.
His cock still deep in my throat, my hand still teasing his balls, my fingers still pressing tantalizingly at his entrance, I raise my eyes to catch his blue ones staring intensely down at me from beneath hooded lids.
I know that look. I love that look, so no matter how much I love doing this for him, I pull away.
Secluded
Carefully, I prepare us both, the lube he brought out with him warm from the sun. In one important way, this is another first for us, and my sliding fingers shake with anticipation.
"Are you ready?" I ask. Jasper pulls me down for a soft, deep kiss, shifting his body beneath mine until I am so close to where I want to be.
"Completely," he whispers. Slowly, inch by gloriously pleasurable inch, I push into him, crying out at the new sensation. It feels like we are the only two people in the world, and there is nothing between us.
Caress
We speak with our bodies in an exchange of touch and motion, a conversation we've had so often we can finish each other's tactile sentences. I know from the merest lifting of his hips that he wants me faster, the clenching of my hand in his hair tells him to drag his nails over my skin again.
I reach between us, wrapping my fingers around his cock, our angle changing as his back arches. My hand matches pace with my thrusts as I move harder, deeper, our moans mixing on shared breath.
And then the blinding touch of bliss claims us both.
Serene
Bubbles crash and burst, chaotic on the surface of the steaming water, but inside I'm utterly peaceful. Jasper's hand wanders lazily over my shoulder, his strong arm supporting my neck as I lean against him.
The setting sun and swaying trees are too beautifully sacred to disturb, so we talk about the day before in murmurs. The friends and family who supported us, our vows, our happiness as we each spoke two simple words.
Life may not always be that easy, but I look at our linked left hands, our matching rings, and know that it will always be with him.
*swoons* complete, and utter love...thank you so much,bb
ReplyDeleteI feel like I'm filled to the brim with happiness. Very sweet, very nice. Great job.
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