Seeing the smile on my lips, Kayden asks, “You texting Brooklyn? How’s she surviving without you?” I roll my eyes at the sarcasm in his voice. He can be such a dork sometimes.
I slide my eyes from my phone up to him, “She’s on set right now and sooo jealous of our romantic getaway. She said she’s going to drag Dixon here for a vacation.”
Kayden’s eyes light up with amusement and he lets out a low chuckle, “Oh, believe me, Dixon will gladly come here on vacation. Nothing he loves more than a nudist beach!”
“Oh God! He’ll end up dead in the bottom of the Mediterranean, and Brooklyn will be sitting in an Italian jail! I think they should stick to the vacation spots without nude beaches so that doesn’t happen.” I joke, as I text her back quickly so I can give Kayden my full attention.
Pouring me a glass of Barolo Monfortino Riserva, which is one of my favorite red wines, Kayden fills it half way and then disappears into the house again. I sit sipping it while watching the city below begin to light up as the sky turns darker.
A few minutes later Kayden reappears with a small metal cart, pushing it up beside our table. “Dinner is served, my lady.” He says in his most suave accent he can muster.
“Why, thank ya sir, it smells absolutely divine!” My British accent sounds pathetic, I laugh to myself.
Kayden, on the other hand, must find it attractive, because I notice that all too familiar look erupt in his eyes for a split second.
Lifting the lid off of the platter, Kayden starts dispersing Shrimp Alfredo onto our plates. I’ve been nibbling on my salad and sipping wine to hold me over until dinner was done. We’ve already gone through an entire bottle since this afternoon.
You can’t vacation in Italy and not drink a whole lot of Italian wine!
I wash a bite of Alfredo down with my wine, and let a small moan escape my mouth, “Seriously baby, this tastes amazing,” I slowly slide my tongue over my bottom lip, licking the wine off.
Kayden’s eyes follow my tongue. I love how easily I can seduce him with just a small flick of my tongue.
He takes my hand into his, with a cocky smile stretching across his lips, he drags his eyes from me then to the wine bottle, before settling back onto me again, “I think we need to save some of this wine to bring up to the bedroom after dinner; I just had the sudden desire to lick and suck wine off of every inch of your body.”
Yes, Please!
Instantly, my cheeks begin to blush as naughty thoughts of Kayden’s tongue teasing every inch of my body come to life. I picture him licking every last drop of wine from it.
“I look forward to it.” I say slowly, as I bring my glass back up to my lips.
After finishing my last bite and taking a long sip of my wine, I make my way over to the stereo system. Snapping my iPhone in, I scroll through and start playing Madilyn Bailey’s, Crescent Of The Moon, it’s perfect for tonight because the starry sky looks like a million, tiny, twinkling diamonds scattered above us; the crescent moon is glowing brightly over the Mediterranean.
I extend my hand out to Kayden, “Will you dance with me?”
Tossing his napkin onto his plate, he stands, flashing a mega-watt smile at me, takes my hand and pulls me against his firmly toned chest. I love being wrapped in his arms.
“I’d love nothing more than to dance with my wife.” His breath is warm on my neck as he presses his lips to mine before taking my hand and spinning me around the balcony as we dance under the evening sky.
I lightly sing along with the words as I rest my head against Kayden’s chest and get lost in the sound of his beating heart:
Life is made of memories
Short but ever sweet
Like a soft kiss blown on the breeze
And they’re waiting for you
If life is a hit or miss
Then I’d ask for only this
Id whisper my one wish
On the wind hope it finds you
But if you, you want to
Break all the rules
Well I’d do that, I’d to that for you
But tonight I want to dance with you
I want to lose track of the time
Watch the hours pass us by
I want to dance with you
Oh I want to dance with you
On the crescent of the moon
Well time is a funny thing
It slows down when you’re suffering
But rushes by when everything
Is so wonderful
With time there’s never quite enough
But I find no reason to rush
As the sun is setting on us
Take in the beauty of the night
So clap, clap your hands
Take mine and well dance
Lose yourself in the rhythm as we sway
Let the star light guild our way, our way.
Madilyn Bailey Music,© BMI 2012
Chapter Twenty
Our honeymoon is going by way too fast. I wish it would never end, but we have lives to get back to in Texas. Eloise will be sending me my list of work to do first thing Monday.
Sicily has been amazing. We spent the last few days here out on the water with the wave runners that came with the rental house. There was a ladder built into the rocky cliff that leads to the perfect swimming spot; we had a blast diving off the rocks in the crystal blue water.
We’ve been extra busy with the baby making, christening almost every inch of this villa, inside and out. Who knew trying for a baby could be so fun?
I’ve taken over a thousand pictures in the last six days; I cannot wait to make a big ass scrap book with all the photos from our honeymoon. We lucked out and met some pretty wonderful people here who gladly snapped pictures of Kayden and me as we walked through the streets and down on the beach.
Today we packed up and took a plane to Rome. We decided last minute to spend our last night there because I’ve been dying to explore the ancient ruins. It has always been on the top of my bucket list.
Brooklyn and I always planned on coming to Italy, but never made it past France and Spain. I am obsessed with shows and movies like Spartacus that are based in the Roman times. It fascinates me that these buildings of Roman construction have stood for thousands of years.
We’re walking hand in hand through Rome; I can’t get over how majestic this entire country is. I cannot wait to come back. We just left the Vatican. Seeing Michelangelo’s ceiling in the Sistine Chapel was one of the most astonishing thing’s I’ve ever witnessed in my entire life. As you enter, you can feel the spirit move through your body. It made me so emotional. We’ve also visited The Coliseum and The Roman Forum.
We were able to get people passing by to take our picture in front each of the monuments. Kayden was sure someone would steal my camera, but I had faith. This is the most memorable vacation ever and I get to experience it all with Kayden.
Our cab just dropped us in front of the famous Trevi Fountain. As soon as Kayden agreed to make a day of it in Rome, I told him we had to go to the fountain and make a wish!
I know it sounds silly, but I’m extremely superstitious and believe my wish will come true.
I see a pretty big crowd at the fountain as we approach.
Tugging on Kayden’s arm, I lead him past the fountain and the crowd, “Since there’s a ton of people, lets head around the corner to that Gelato shop I read about on my phone.”
Pulling me against his side, Kayden wraps his hand around my waist, planting a sweet kiss on my lips, “Anything the wifey wants, the wifey shall get. Happy wife, happy husband.” He jokes as we get in line for ice cream.
“Well I’m glad you learned that so fast…and people said men aren’t trainable.” I giggle, as Kayden raises an eyebrow at me and lets out an exasperated sigh as a small smile creeps up on his lips.
With our cups of Gelato from San Crispino’s in one hand and our other hand laced together, we head back down to the Fountain.
As we sit on the st
airs to eat our Gelato, I gaze up in awe at the magnificent piece of art. It’s absolutely breathtaking, and I can’t believe the artist Nicolà Salvi sculpted this is 1762, and here we are standing before it in 2013.
The building is gorgeous with giant pillars and is completely covered in large windows on the first and second story. In front of the building is the sculpture that everyone travels here to see. It’s a huge baroque of mer-horses, water splashing up around them, and Tritons along each side of the fountain with a muscular Neptune in the center. Sitting side by side, Kayden and I press our shoulders together and flash big smiles as he snaps a picture of the fountain behind us.
Finishing our gelato, we toss the containers into the garbage and head up to the fountain. Thankfully, the line isn’t too bad. After ten minutes it’s our turn. Legend says if you toss a coin into this Well, you’re guaranteed to return to Rome. There are two traditions, one, you toss just one coin with your right hand over your right shoulder and make a wish, the other is you have to toss three coins in. Not wanting to do it wrong, I decide to toss in three.
Go big or go home!
Standing with my back to the Well, I take the three coins into my right hand, close my eyes and make my wish: ‘Please bless us with a beautiful baby.’ And toss the coins over my left shoulder and into the Well. I hear all three splash into the water, and beaming ear to ear, I jump into Kayden’s arms.
“I can’t believe I finally made a wish in the Trevi Fountain! Fingers crossed, it comes true!” Cupping his face, I crash my lips to his for a quick kiss.
Laughing against my lips, Kayden sets me down and jingling his three coins, stares down at me intently, “What’d ya wish for darlin’?”
Like I’m going to tell him.
“That’s for me to know and for you to maybe find out.” I say matter-of-factly. “Now make your wish, Knox!”
Slapping him on the ass, I get him to get to it and make his wish; we have a line of people waiting behind us.
With a cocky smile he tosses his coins over his shoulder, never taking his eyes off of me.
“There. Happy? I made my wish. Now let’s eat, I’m starving! Let’s go get some real Italian pizza.”
God I love him, and his Texas sized appetite. I swear he eats more food than me and Brooklyn put together, and he’s nothing but solid muscle.
~~~
After site-seeing, we shopped for over an hour, exploring some of the more unique shops around Rome. We just got back to our hotel where we’re staying for the night. The Hotel Splendide Royal is one of the most glamorous hotels I’ve ever stayed in. It’s perfect for our last night in Italy.
I cannot wait to show Kayden the little gift I picked up for him. His birthday was a few days ago, but because we’re here on our honeymoon, I told him he’d get his gifts when we get back to Sugar Land.
I cannot wait to see his face when he finally gets the gift I got him; he’s going to freak the hell out!
Kayden’s lying on the bed in his black boxer briefs, drinking some kind of beer he found in a shop earlier today.
“Can you pour me a glass of wine, baby? I gotta run into the bathroom and freshen up.” I ask over my shoulder, as I make my way into our ensuite. Closing the door, I quickly dispense the items on to the marble counter top. Stripping out of my sundress and panties, I take a quick shower.
Wrapping a towel around myself, I blow dry my hair leaving it damp with light waves, before changing into the new negligee I bought today. I know I won’t be wearing it very long, but nothing is more fun than watching Kayden unwrap his gift.
It’s a black lace negligee with a deep cut V-neck that stops between my breasts with a sheer skirt that hits just below my butt. I run my fingers through my loose curls, and sprits on some of my coconut body mist. I know how much Kayden loves it.
Entering the bedroom, I look around and see that the room is empty. I notice the balcony doors are open leading out to the terrace. This is perfect! It gives me time to quickly get my surprise together.
~~~
Kayden
I hear the sound of Savannah’s bare feet padding across the cool tile of our terrace. Taking a pull from my beer, I stop mid-sip as Savannah stops beside my lounge wearing nothing but a little black nighty.
Fuck me. I have the hottest fuckin’ wife on the entire planet.
I watch as she clamps her bottom lip between her teeth, instantly causing my cock to stir. She knows how it drives me crazy when she bites her lip. She doesn’t say a word, just stares at me.
Setting my beer down on the ground I slowly slide my hand along her outer thigh, “You are so beautiful.” I husk out, as I roam my eyes over her body.
A light hearted laugh escapes her gorgeous pink lips as she moves to straddle me on the lounger.
Sliding my hands slowly up her thighs, I stop when I reach her bare ass. “Fuck baby! Where’s your panties?”
She lets out a small moan as she grinds her bare pussy against my briefs. She runs her hands over my bare chest, leaning towards me with her hair cascading around her face and tickling my stomach.
“I know how much you love the easy access.” Her voice is soft and sultry, causing my dick to twitch, begging to be released from the restriction in my briefs.
We’re high above the city that’s still abuzz below; its pitch black outside with the sky twinkling with rhinestone stars high above us. I faintly hear music coming from our room, mixed with the sounds of the busy street below.
Being out in the open, and knowing I can fuck Savannah right here with millions around us, is the biggest high.
I scoot her higher up so now her hot little ass is resting on my stomach and I quickly slide my briefs off.
“You want to do it right here? In the wide open?” Savannah asks, in almost a whisper as her eyes slide from me, to the terraces beside our suite.
“Absofuckinlutely.” Is all I have to say, and she’s sliding her tight pussy over my rock solid hard on.
Within seconds she’s circling her hips, massaging the tip of my dick deep inside of her, causing me to lose all train of thought. It’s the most amazing fuckin’ feeling ever, causing my toes to curl and my body to tense.
The most erotic little moans are escaping her lips as she rotates her hips, every pleasurable sound that she makes drives me fuckin’ crazy.
“God baby, that feels so fuckin’ good…” I hiss between clenched teeth, as I lean forward, taking her right breast into my mouth.
I can feel my orgasm swiftly approaching when she all of sudden just stops.
What the fuck?
Popping her breast out of my mouth, I focus my eyes onto hers, giving Savannah a puzzled look.
An impish grin creeps across her lips as she presses a kiss to my lips and stands, slowly sliding off of me. She simply walks away looking at me over her shoulder and says “your surprise is inside.”
Oh fuck yea! Savannah surprises are the BEST! I just hope it’s more sex, because my fuckin’ balls are aching!
Grabbing my briefs and my beer, I strut back into our suite, not giving a flyin’ fuck if all of Rome just saw my bare ass.
As soon as I walk into the bedroom, I spot Savannah’s many surprises scattered out across the bed.
Merry fuckin’ Christmas to me and it’s only August!
Savannah crawls on the bed making sure I’m getting an eye-full of her ass; I take one last pull from my beer draining every last drop. Setting it on the coffee table, I make my way over to her.
She’s laying on the king size bed with the handcuffs I got her for Christmas, plus another pair I don’t recognize lying beside her, along with my green tie she must’ve packed in her suitcase. She’s so sneaky and kinky; it just makes me love her more.
Beside those are her small butt plug and lubricant that we’ve gotten lots of use out of over the last few days. A blind fold I’ve never seen before and a long black handled feather teaser.
Sliding my fingers through my hair, I walk to the end of the b
ed positioning myself between her legs, “This is a mighty fine surprise darlin’…” I say scooping up a pair of the handcuffs with my index finger.
Shifting up onto her elbows she looks from the items on the bed back up to me, “I found some unique items in one of the shops I ventured into while you were chatting it up with the chef about his pizza recipe.”
Not wasting a second, I quickly undress Savannah, then get to work strapping her ankles to the bed with the cuffs and tying her hands together with my tie, securing her against the headboard. I slip the blindfold on over her eyes, the entire time sporting the hardest boner of my entire fuckin’ life.
It’s taking everything in me to not fuck her right now.
“Remember baby, if at any time you start feeling overwhelmed just use your safe word and I’ll untie you.” I tell her as I stand and take in my erotic dream spread out before me.
A few months back we started slowly using the handcuffs again. Before the accident, Savannah would beg to be tied up and fucked senseless, but after what Zak and Jacob did to her, it became a trigger for her. When we first tried, she immediately freaked out and had a panic attack because she was instantly back in the car with her hands zip-tied and shooting Jacob.
So we gradually did it, letting her overcome her fears. Now she’s slowly returning to the old feisty, kinky, Savannah. So I know if she’s getting to the point where she doesn’t feel comfortable being restrained, we came up with a safe word. If at any time she yells out fudge, I immediately remove any restraints she has on.
Climbing off of the bed, I dial room service and order strawberries and champagne. Until then, I grab a glass of wine and make my way back over to the bed.
Holding the glass, I kneel beside her, “Open your mouth baby, I have a surprise for you…and it’s not my cock.” I laugh, as she smiles and opens her mouth for me. I slowly pour a small amount of wine into her mouth.
“Mmmm…” Savannah says as she slowly slides her tongue over her lips, causing my cock to twitch eagerly.
Setting the glass down on the stand, I lean in darting my tongue into her mouth, tasting the crisp wine lingering on her tongue. I hold the feather teaser and slide it gently over her nipples causing them to become erect, and slowly slide it between the valley of her breasts teasing and tickling her skin.
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