"Happily ever after is not a fairy tale, it's a choice" - Fawn Weaver
Love and happiness is a choice. A choice only a few who are brave enough to choose it above all else. A risk not anyone are willing to take. A certain rhythm not all knows how to...
WARNING!!! MATURED SCENES AHEAD!!! SKIP IF YOU ARE A MINOR!!
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April 2023
The Bahamas
Lisa POV
We had our dinner and had a little of bit over a bon fire, talking about many things our work, our lives, our childhood memories. His group of friends are amazing people, very genuine and humble despite they all came from rich family. They are naughty boys sometimes full of mischiefs but they are good guys.
They left Fred and I by the beach as they were tired and needed sleep. We just stay there in comfortable silence, just the relaxing sound of the waves. Being by the beach always makes me feel relax and it wash away my stress and my tiredness.
"I am going to build a house by the beach somewhere in Phuket, away from the crowd, the noise, the limelight." I look at him; he is sitting on my right side. "It will be just the sound of the waves, the wind, the birds chirping, trees, flowers and plants. No internet."
"Its very relaxing, isn't? Being away from work, deadlines, trips, reports and meetings. I would love to be invited to your own beach house someday or we can build it together." he joked.
"Hmm. That is a wonderful idea." I kissed him softly.
The next I know we are in his room where we will be sleeping, kissing each other hard.
"My love, please stop me if you're still not ready for this." Fred plead weakly as he tried to step back and bite his lips which always turns me on. We've been like this for a couple of times, kisses heated to something steamy, touches turned us so horny, but Fred has always been respectful whenever I say I am not ready to go further than that. I looked up to him and saw his eyes, damn. I love this man so much. So, I walked closer to him and whispered, "Lead me to bed, Mr." When he fully grasped my words, I was carried like a bride to the bed.
The moment I was laid in his bed, I heard him zipping down his pants, kicking his shoes, buttons flying as he took off his shirt. He then laid back on top of me, covering me with the warmth of his body.
"Are you really sure about this? Can I touch you?
I slowly nodded, swallowing a little lump before I spoke. "Please be gentle."
"I will, I promise to make you feel so good and I will treasure you." Fred leaned down and tried kissing me, as if not enough, he went to my jaw, down my neck. And all I could do is hold his head, grasp his hair. He went down to my breasts, my insecurities came to me, "It's not as big as the others", I said with a pout.
"This is all I need, as long as it's yours, Love." He smiled and surprised me by bitting off the nipple tape I used for the night. I looked at him, as his tongue slid down as if healing it. When he fully pealed it off, he brought his mouth, sucking and licking it, then move over to the left one. I felt my breasts grow heavier and my abdomen grow tighter with need. Sure, I am so wet down my core.
