Open To Love

𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

5 months later. . .

✰Aria✰

"Next time, let's not have sex on the beach, or rather let's put a towel down. There's sand all over me and I might have to douche my asshole later." I stand up from the ground and dust my naked body, it's late at night and the beach is empty so I'm not worried about anyone seeing me.

I look down at Zach, who's also naked, and he's sporting a goofy smile on his slightly pink, blushing face. "You just looked so good and I didn't want to waste time putting a towel down," he says while he stares at me dusting myself.

"Of course, because I just might vanish into thin air if a single minute is wasted." He stands up to his full height, towering over me. "You're absolutely right Aria." I yelp when he picks me up in his arms and walks us into the ocean.

He sets me down, leaving me waist deep in the cold water. He wraps his arm around me to bring me close to him. "Now we're in the water, and you can wash yourself off. You're welcome."

I laugh lightly. The full moon shines bright above us, being our only lightsource, while the water swishes around us. This is so peaceful.

"Isn't this nice? Us being naked on a beach in Mauritius, and us being so in love?" he says and I look up at him. "I mean it is an early vacation, won't you get in trouble?"

"Oh come on, I'm now the boss I can take a vacation whenever I want to with whomever I want to."

He looks down at me and I bite down my bottom lip. "Does that turn you on Aria? Me being the boss?"

I moan dramatically trying to stifle a laugh. "Oh God, yes Zach, it just makes me so horny," I moan again and he pinches my hip while letting out a hearty and boisterous laugh.

"But also I decided to take an early vacation now because," he turns his body to face me looking at me with all seriousness, "I sort of did something as a surprise for you." He takes a deep breath. "I got you into college so you can study accounting like you've always wanted to."

"What?"

"Surprise. You're going to the University of Chicago this September." He does jazz hands while I'm on the verge of passing out and possibly drowning in this ocean.

"University of. . . Zach are you serious?!" My eyes almost bulge out of my head.

"What? I thought you've always wanted to study accounting?"

"I do, but holy shit Zach! How did you get me into University of Chicago? H-how did—"

"You forgetting who I am, baby? All I had to do was practically walk into the building, you now have a scholarship sponsored by yours truly." He points at himself with a smirk on his face.

I feel overwhelmed by him sometimes. He's constantly buying things for me and constantly spending money on me. He's stupidly wealthy and sometimes I just can't comprehend it.

The only thing I've ever bought him was an ice cream cone—and that was still with his own money. Sure Eric was well off and he would occasionally buy me things but it wasn't ever at this sheer volume. That's why it's overwhelming to me.

"This is all too much Zach. I don't know how I could ever repay you back," I say with a scratchy and hoarse voice trying to hold back a sob. He kisses my forehead. "I only do these things because I love you and because I want to do them. I want what's best for you and I want you to be the best version of yourself. So don't ever think about repaying me."