“Do any of your plans include dinner? Because I do believe you need to feed me.”
“Yeah of course, are you ready to head back?”
“Just a few more minutes,” I plead. Because as much as I’m hungry, I’m enjoying the tranquility.
He wraps his arms around me, breathing me, pulling me close. I feel every nerve ending in my body relight, under his touch. My body is so in-tuned to Alex. His fingers trail across my belly before resting there. He’s hardly been able to keep his hands off my little bump. On the plane his hands were constantly caressing my belly. It makes me smile every time he does it.
We only stay another few minutes, before making the walk back up the hill. It really is a lot steeper than I thought. It’s funny how I never noticed this, during the walk downhill. Alex does take it a little slower on the way up. I suppose that’s for my benefit. The only complaint I have with this pregnancy so far, is that I’m always so bloody tired. But if that’s all I have to contend with, then it’s a small price to pay for the health of our two babies.
We arrive back in our very own piece of paradise, to find the table set for two. There’s bread on the table, wine and water and two plates covered with silver domes, keeping what’s on the plate warm. “You have been busy planning,” I say to him.
“Of course. I want our time away to be perfect.”
“All the time I spend with you is perfect,” I tell him.
“And there you've done it again.”
“What?” I ask.
“Took my breath away.” He kisses me. “Let’s eat.”
We sit down and enjoy our dinner. I have chicken and rice and Alex has a traditional goat stew. I do taste his stew and its okay, not as tasty as my chicken though. He chooses to drink water, along with me. I did tell him it didn’t bother me, if he had alcohol, but as usual he insisted. We have a spectacular view from our little piece of paradise in the mountain. I don’t think Alex could've picked anything better.
When we finish eating, we move to the couch and continue talking. I ask how he found this place, he tells me his parents recommended it. They’ve been a few times and love it. I can understand why, we’ve only been here a short time and I’ve already fallen in love with it. We talk through things we would like to do while we are here. I already know what I want to do with most of my time here. It involves the man beside me and various positions.
Alex tells me a bit about our room, or as it’s called a sanctuary. There are twenty-four infinity pool sanctuaries here at The Mountain St. Lucia, each one has been carefully designed, an individual work of art and architecture. All of the sanctuaries celebrate an unparalleled view of the mountains and the Caribbean Sea. An additional panoramic quality is provided by sanctuaries on particular elevations and those located on corners. The very grand sweeping spaces where bedroom, living area and the extravagant private pool glide into one another to form extraordinary platforms floating out into nature.
I also find out we are in the most luxurious sanctuary, not that, that comes as any great surprise to me. I love how the indoors meets with the outdoor nature. I love the openness. Alex does ensure me, that the sanctuary is completely private.
“Do you fancy a swim?” he asks.
“Yes, I think I do.” I watch as my husband removes his clothes, all of them and steps gloriously naked into the pool. He swims over to the far side, his back to me, looking over the mountain. I stare at the perfect man in the pool. In the soft light I see the muscles that are well defined flex on his back, his broad shoulders . . . There’s a slow burning deep within me. I step out my dress, without hesitation, letting it fall to the floor, before removing my underwear. I sit on the edge, testing the water, which is warm to my surprise. I slide in, then swim the short distance to him.
“Beautiful,” I say looking out at the dark night sky.
Alex turns slowly to face me; little ripples in the water from his movement flutter against my skin. “Not as beautiful as you,” he says with passion. He moves his hands entwining his fingers with mine. His eyes are dark and he looks deep in thought. I smile at his words.
He pulls me closer to him, our fingers still laced together. He kisses me, kissing me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth exploring. I respond and lose myself in our passionate kiss under the night sky, surrounded by the warm water of the pool. It’s sweet, loving and passionate, everything that should be in a kiss.
I feel his erection beneath the water pushing against me. I look straight into his eyes, all I see is his desire and want. Oh, I know what he wants all right and I’m about to hand it all over on a plate.
Unclasping our fingers, he moves his hands around my back and lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist. I keep my eyes locked on his, approving of what we’re about to do. Wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, I slide down on his impressive length. He pulls me closer to him closing our distance. That slow burning deep within has changed to something more intense. I groan into his mouth, as the sensations can be felt all the way down to my groin. Neither of us makes a move.
I ease up his length and slide back down. This time it’s Alex who groans. His lips leave mine. His breathing is already harsh. I’m the one in complete control, and what a good feeling it is. I move again, slowly.
“Libby . . .”
“Just enjoy,” I tell him.
He pulls me tighter, indicating he wants more. Well he will have to wait, I’m enjoying the slow pace I’ve set.
I might be enjoying it, but there is another part of me demanding more. I move a bit quicker, pulling up and sliding down, over and over. I feel his hips move to meet me. I moan as the pace changes again, speeding up. He thrusts against me as he claims me again with his mouth, kissing me hard his teeth pulling at my lips.
He shifts slightly in the water. My need is building deep inside me, but I can’t keep still like my mind wants to. His thrusts become rushed and more demanding as I carry on grinding against him. My body starts to still as he continues to thrust. All thoughts leave me. There is only sensation. All Alex. All me. Us together.
My head falls back, as I start to unravel. Exploding around him as my orgasm takes control. And he comes loudly, thrusting hard, then stilling.
My arms are still around his neck, I’m still panting, trying to slow my breathing to something that resembles normal. My heart is thumping. That was different. Different is good, or in this case great even. I focus on my man, his breathing is much the same as mine. His eyes flicker open and he gazes at me, dark brown eyes full of love. He’s still inside me. I lean down and gently place a kiss against his forehead.
“Let’s get out. I don’t want you getting cold.” He pulls out of me and I unwrap my legs from his waist.
Alex gets out first and goes in search of bathrobes. He walks back toward me with a robe on and another in his hand. Holding the robe in his outstretched arms, I leave the pool using the steps. I walk straight to Alex and he puts the robe over my arms and wraps it around me, ensuring I don’t get cold. I don’t think it’s the cold we have to worry about, I’m worried about the hot temperature.
“Let’s go to bed., I say.
“To sleep?”
“Now that would be telling.”
“You Mrs. Mathews, I get the feeling you are up to no good. What else could you possibly want from me?”
“Oh, there’s a lot I want from you,” I say, taking his hand and leading him to the bed.
Pulling the sheet down, I unloosen the robe and let in fall to the floor, before climbing in. Alex does the same. I snuggle in wriggling myself closer to him, my head on his chest. We lie in silence looking out across the night sky. The trees swaying with a slight rustling in the air. It really is perfect. I’ve never seen anything quite like it. Our own little hideaway. It’s been a tiring day of travel, but I don’t want to drift off to sleep just yet. I have the feeling our time here will fly by and I really want to make the most of any time alone we get, because it won’t be long until we beco
me a family of four.
“What are you thinking?” he asks.
“I’m thinking, it’s truly beautiful here.”
“It is. You’re tired.”
“A little, but I don’t want to sleep. Not yet anyway.”
“So anything in particular you want to do?” His voice is teasing and playful.
“Oh I’m not sure?” I whisper. Two can play this game and he must surely be aware I play this game well. “But having said that I’m really enjoying this view.” I twist so I can have a clear view of his face. I run my hand down the inside of his thigh, then back up again. He smiles at me and kisses my hair gently, and inhales deeply.
“You Mrs. Mathews are a tease in the best possible way. A man could get used to lying here with you in his arms.”
I turn my attention back to the night sky. Although not all of it, my hand has a mind of its own. I can feel his growing erection, as my hand teases him. It’s such a turn-on knowing that I don’t have to do that much for his body to react to me.
I steel a glance in his direction and smile before moving the sheet and myself down the bed. My hand tightens around him. He closes his eyes and his mouth opens releasing a small moan. My hand glides up and down his length. His hips move only slightly but I notice, I grasp him tighter in my hand. His breathing increases with each movement I make. Eyes still closed, I lean toward him placing my lips around him.
He gasps.
I run my tongue slowly over the smooth tip. Moving down I push him further into my mouth. He groans a little louder this time. I look up and find his eyes open, blazing with heat. He moves his hips as I run my tongue from the base to the tip and all the way back down again. Alex moves his hands to my shoulders holding me firmly in place. He must know by now, I get as much enjoyment from this as he does. I get to watch him fall apart.
“That feels so good,” he murmurs.
I suck harder, pushing him deeper then pulling all the way back, only to do it all again. His breathing is ragged and his hips start to move. Swirling my tongue over the tip over and over. He thrust his hips hard against me. That’s all the encouragement I need. I push harder, taking him deeper. My teeth graze lightly against him. I know he’s close.
His arms that have been firmly holding my shoulders move to under my arms and pull me back up the bed, until I’m face to face with him. He kisses me hard.
“Hi.”
“Why did you move me? Things were just starting to get interesting.” I ask, but as soon as the words leave my mouth I remember. The last couple of times I’ve done this since falling pregnant having gone quiet to plan. Just as he’s got really close I've had to run to the bathroom. I wasn’t sick though. Just one way to ruin a perfectly intimate moment.
“That’s why.” He almost laughs, but manages to stop himself just in time. “Let’s say we finish this in a more traditional way. But I do like the current position you’re in.” He’s not the only one.
Slowly moving into a better position, I straddle him. I feel him just where I want him. His eyes are filled with emotion, he lifts his hands and rests them under his head and smirks. Oh I see how this is going to go. He lies back and I do all the hard work. I really don’t have any complaints at this moment in time.
Sliding slowly I lower myself down onto him, I watch with amusement as his eyes close. I have him just where I need him again, deep within. This isn’t his position of choice usually, no he is a man who likes and needs to be in control in all aspects of his life. As I’ve learned.
As I start to move his eyes open wide. Watching. The air around us is humid, and I’m not just meaning the weather. The scent of our lust is lingering heavy in the air. That alone is such a turn on, every cell in my body has awakened. My skin is flushed, my breasts are heavy and tender. There’s a slight smile on his lips, that he tries to rein in, but it is too late I’ve already seen it.
His hips start to move. I lift myself slowly, not all the way, but enough. He moves his arms from under his head and pushes me all the way back down his length. Moving his hands to my hips, he starts to control our pace. I knew it was only a matter of time. I smile. He chuckles knowing what I’m thinking.
I try to re-focus, closing my eyes in a bid to shut him out. Alex takes charge of our rhythm. Each thrust goes a little deeper each time. The ache within me intensifies. I rise slowly, deliberately and then sink hard and fast. He wriggles and moans beneath me.
“Eyes open.”
Opening my eyes, his gaze is intense. I’m not going to last at the pace, he’s set. His hands still on my hips as he drives on. I need to let go. I can't hold back any longer. I feel my core tighten, my body tingles as my orgasm explodes through me at a thundering pace. He watches as I fall apart. I moan. My body jerks with every last pulse.
He continues pounding, pulling my hips down to meet every thrust. I watch him, unable to remove my eyes from him. I need to see the moment he falls over the edge, and judging by his expression, it won’t be much longer. His eyes dark and heavy, losing focus.
“Fuck Libby!” His eyes close at the same time his own orgasm explodes through him. His body shakes. He pulls me down and turns us on our side. Even in the throes of passion our babies are still in the fore front of his mind. We stay like this for a few moments absorbing the aftershocks. He kisses me softly all over my face, leaving my lips to last.
“Well if my wife tells me she wants one more round, I think this will be the very first time I have to say no to her.” I hear the laughter in his voice. “And you know I hate saying no to you. But surely you’re ready to fall asleep now.”
“Oh I don’t know.” I try, I really do try hard to suppress the yawn that does escape me. We both burst out laughing.
He falls to his back, pulling me with him. I rest my head on his chest as his arms wrap around me, holding me close. My eyes close.
“I think we are going to enjoy our time here, don’t you?” he asks.
“Mmm. Yeah I think so.”
“Sleep my dearest Libby. I love you.”
“MRS. MATHEWS WILL YOU LEAVE the case alone.” Murphy chastise me. Alex smirks, I sigh, and Joan walks on. We all travelled home from New York together, leaving Ethan there with Sophie and Lucy. He’s staying on for another few days before returning.
“Oh fine,” I answer. We carry on walking to the car park, Murphy left Alex’s car there when they left to go to New York. Alex takes hold of my hand, and doesn't let it go.
As we walk I reflect on our weeks away. The mountain was the perfect destination for our honeymoon. Our own little piece of paradise, Alex has assured me we can go back. Not quite sure when we will manage that with the babies, but I do want to return. I loved every moment we spent there, I really could’ve stayed there longer.
The time we spent there, I will never forget and not just because we stayed in bed the whole time. Although I’m sure Alex would've enjoyed that. No we did a lot as well. Every morning after breakfast, we would stroll along the beach. I loved strolling along taking in the scenery, watching the boats in the sea listening to the birds chirp away. The palm trees would sway in the light sea breeze. The rhythmic sound of the waves rolling against the shoreline, always gets me. It did make me think of my new home on the loch, although it has to be said the scenery and the weather is just a little different.
I also managed to talk Alex into some hiking. He wasn’t keen in going at all, but only because of me. He worried I would struggle. Alex explained his reservation to our tour guide, who smiled at me sympathetically and assured Alex the route he would take, was more than suitable. Our walk took in the lush coastal jungle adjacent to the resort’s second beach, Anse Mamin. Our guide told us lots of history stories on the area, on the ruins of a historic sugar plantation and a great variety of tropical foliage and birds. The green eyed monster within Alex reared its ugly head on the day of our hike. Our tour guide spent a lot of time answering my many questions, that I asked him much to Alex’s disproval. I thought it quite funny.
The resort catered for every possible need. We even had a special honeymoon pamper session together, called Alchemy of Two. A romantic ritual to celebrate the joining of two. It was a fantastic day, relaxing, just what we both needed after organising a wedding in five weeks. Alex and I even had a cooking lesson together which turned out to be so much fun.
Then there was scuba-diving, we went on an organised dive, with a few other couples. What an experience, one I will never forget. Amazing views in the clear water. The colours so vibrant under water, I didn’t expect it. It astounded me that all this natural beauty was there just under the sea, all perfectly preserved. And all the different species of fish swimming around us.
Alex hired a private boat, and we went sailing. It was such a great way to see how the mountain looked, looking from the outside. It was picture perfect. The sanctuaries where hardly visible, I know Alex said they were completely private, but I did still wonder. Our day at sea, I spent most of my time lying back on a sun lounger, watching my man take charge. He was enthusiastic about sailing and competent. He really did think of everything, a beautiful picnic lunch had been prepared for us. It was such a lazy romantic, yet fun filled day. That we ended the only way it could, making love under the dark moonlit sky out at sea.
“You seem deep in thought, is everything alright,” Alex asks.
Turning to him I smile. “Yes I’m fine, just thinking about our time away.”
“You not glad to be home?”
“No, not when my thoughts were of our day sailing.” He smiles. “So no, I’m not glad to be home because from tomorrow it’s not just us, when we return to work. I’ve enjoyed it just having you all to myself. Having said that, I’m only going in tomorrow so Kieran can bring me up to speed, on what’s been happening.”
“Well, how about I book us a nice table for dinner tomorrow night? I can’t guarantee it will be anything like our day and night sailing, but it will just be the two of us. I know Michael flies in tomorrow, but I’m sure Murphy and Joan can take care of him.”
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