Bad with my Words, Good with my Hands

Chapter 2

For the first day we unpacked our clothes and he ordered a couples massage for tomorrow while I made us some margaritas and waited on the back patio for him to finish the order.

"The order for the massage is placed and I see the drinks are ready," he grinned as he sat next to me on the cushioned swing. Picking up my feet and placing them in his lap he lightly traced my legs with his finger tips as he sipped on his margarita and we both enjoyed the view of the ocean with the sun up in the sky in silence for a few minutes

"Do we have to go back?" I interrupted the silence as I pouted looking at the beautiful sunset.

He chuckled, "On Saturday yes we will have to fly back home and be adults once again so we can make more money and keep enjoying these nice little vacations alone. At least until we have little ones running around. I'm sure we can at least practice until then, unless you'd like to start now that is?" He wiggled his eyebrows. 

"We'll talk about it when we get home. With everything we have going on with the club I'm surprised we even had time to go on this little honeymoon," I replied already feeling the stress of things back home.

"Nope! You are not doing that. You aren't aloud to get stressed out on our honeymoon!" He says quickly before setting down his margarita and getting out of the seat to get on his knees in front of me and hooks his arms under my knees before tugging me further out of my chair making me squeal. 

"David! What are you doing? I almost spilled my margarita." I exclaimed placing my drink on the side table as I giggled while he placed his head between my legs and began kissing up my inner thigh causing me to let out soft moans. 

He pulled his head back just enough for his breath to fan my legs as he spoke causing goosebumps to rise, "I am making sure that you relax on this very nice and expensive vacation. I can't have you all stressed out this whole time if I want to make babies when we get back," He states as he continues kissing up my thighs as I shake my head and try to enjoy the moment.

His kissing was interrupted by his phone ringing and he took it out of his pocket to check who was calling and rejected the call, "This is our time sweetheart."

It rang again a second later and he groaned letting his head drop, I rolled my eyes as I sighed and swung my left leg over him and jumped up from the swing then grabbed my drink so I could head inside. "Don't worry I'm sure it's an important phone call," I stated with irritation as I glance back at my apologetic looking husband as he took his phone out before I walked inside.

I distantly heard him yell that it was Mikey his VP but I just kept on walking.

1 hour later... 

I calmed down not too long after and thought of some ideas on how I should get back at him while also relaxing us first.

I looked in the mirror at my self I simply couldn't help but admire how good I looked in this white lacy lingerie set with my hair flowing naturally down my back and no make up on. I needed a shower after that long flight and figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to shave my legs and then some so I had the nice natural look that he loves. 

I start for the stairs and listen for his voice so I can find him and get to work with distracting him from that damn work call. To think he was just lecturing me on not stressing on this vacation and yet here he is taking calls from the club back home that he can't seem to get away from. I walk through the living room and head past the kitchen following the distant sound of his frustrated voice and I couldn't help but smirk knowing that call is about to get cut real quick.

I approached the french doors to the back patio and slowly opened one peeking my head out just enough to see where he was. He was sitting in one of the chairs with his back facing me too distracted to notice my walking up behind him. I walked up to his left side gaining his attention stopping him short of his sentence causing the other person on the line concern I'm sure.