Rocky and Delilah

Chapter 17

Delilah

I laid on the king mattress in our private villa in Hawaii with my husband by my side. As we laid in bed, I took a moment to think about our wedding day. It was both beautiful and private, just as Rocky and I both had wanted, right on the shore in front of the beach house.

Rocky had looked so handsome in his black loose fitting shirt and tan slacks, and I had been lost for words all day, thinking about our future together. I was resting on my stomach right next to my husband while he ran his hand up and down my arm in a soothing motion, slowly lulling me into into a light sleep.

I looked out of the glass walls over looking the ocean, and realized the sun was beginning to set on the horizon. Dinner time was approaching, and I knew Rocky would be getting hungry soon. As I looked up at my handsome husband, I felt unsure and pensive, but when he caught me staring he flashed a soft grin.

But I was nervous, I think. Not in the bad 'I've been dreading this' type of nervousness, but more in a 'I've been waiting on this moment all of my life and now it's finally here' type of nervousness, and I was trying not to feel the pressure of anything, but it was slowly creeping up on me.

Rocky laid beside me so calmly, and I know he wasn't expecting anything from me, but I was expecting it from myself. I want to do this, it's just that I don't know how to beat these nerves. I smiled as Rocky looked down at me, and before he could say anything, I spoke first, "Rocky?"

"Hm?" He hummed, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. I sat up to my knees, my sleepiness suddenly gone, and my internal voice was telling me to just to tell him exactly what I wanted, but it wasn't as easy as I could have hoped.

I settled for telling him I would be back in a few minutes, before sliding into the restroom. My clothes were already hanging up in the closet, and my toiletries were stocked away in the bathroom. Thankfully, the two rooms connected.

As I stood in front of the closet for a good three minutes in my villa provided robe, I debated on what to wear. I don't want to wear the lingerie because I don't want to seem too forward, but then I don't want to wear pajamas so I don't seem interested enough. Man, this is a little harder than anticipated.

I debated for a split second to call Reese, but I knew I couldn't do that. Could I? No. No way.

I went back into the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror, I realized the robe looked fine. It was casual enough to let him know I was down for something, but not too casual that I was expecting it. I looked into the bathroom mirror, and gave myself a much needed pep talk. You are going to go out there and sex that man, I internally hyped myself up, You're going to sex him so hard he's not going to know what hit him.

As I walked out of the bathroom in only the robe, feeling a little more confident this time, I realized Rocky had moved to sit on the end of the bed. The only thing different was, he had taken off his shorts. And ohhh my god, he's naked. And big. Like, really big and really naked.

My jaw slacked as I took in his dick, and my first thought was how that thing is not fitting inside of me.

Nope. There is no way. Not a freaking chance!

"Lilah?" Rocky spoke, making me break my staring content with his massive thing and I looked back up to meet his eyes, feeling a tad bit embarrassed, "Yeah?" I asked.

"You're okay?" He asked teasingly, and I felt my face grow pink as I wrung my hands, "I think so?" I questioned, then shook my head, "Yes, yes!" I laughed, admittedly a little frantically, before walking closer to stand in front of him. I swallowed thickly as my hands traveled up to the knot connecting my robe together. But before I could pull, Rocky looked into my eyes and grabbed the strings of my robe instead. I nodded my head with a tense swallow, indicating he could proceed.