“I got you.” I left my parents’ home and went to prepare for a long-needed vacation with my beautiful woman. We both needed and deserved this.
“You’re kidding, right?”Yumi asked as soon as we pulled onto the airstrip. I smiled and kissed her hand.
“I don’t play about much, Yummy, and definitely don’t play about you. Happy Birthday to you,” I joshed, mocking the nigga fromDon’t Be a Menace.
“For me?” she countered.
“Yeah.” We laughed.
“Emmy, this is crazy. Is this mine?”
“It is.”
She squealed in excitement. “I cannot believe this. When you said you had a surprise, I didn’t think you meant this.”
“If you think this is something, wait until you see what else I got you.”
“This is more than enough, babe.”
“Nah, I got twenty years to make up for.”
She smiled widely as Juno opened my door, and I stepped out, giving him a firm handshake, then helping Yumi out. I left Juno to retrieve our bags. We went through the check-in process and then boarded the jet. Yumi paused at the top of the stairs, and I knew she was in shock. I leaned down and softly bit her ass as she yelped while laughing and walking further inside.
The jet was customized with ten large, cream seats, a sage-green strip down the middle, and gold accents. I had that stupid fluffy carpet she liked installed, withThe Yumi Expressstitch in the seats and across the overhead cabins. There was a bar, a kitchen, two bathrooms, and a bedroom in the back.
“Emmy,” she said, turning to me. “This . . . I love you so much.” She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. I wouldn’t lie and say a nigga wasn’t happy to be able to bring her smile back.
“I love you more, baby. This is only the beginning. I’m about to spoil the fuck out of you.”
She giggled just as Juno brought our bags on, and the pilot and attendants came from the front of the plane.
“Baby, this is your pilot, Lemuel Gooden, and your flight attendants, Kierra and Samantha.”
“Welcome aboard, Mrs. Aldana,” Lemuel greeted and smiled. The attendants greeted her as well and handed her a glass of her favorite wine and my thumb of bourbon. After showing her around, we settled in to get ready for takeoff.
While Yumi took pictures, and the plane started to ascend, I spread the small blanket over us and slid my hand up her dress, trailing my finger over her panty line while licking her neck. My fingers went lower and slid over her clit. Yumi bit her lips as her eyes lowered.
“Can we go to the bedroom now?”
I chuckled. “Not yet. Open up. Let me get you ready for the Mile-High Club.”
She spread her legs, and I slipped my middle finger inside while rubbing her clit with my thumb. Her head fell against the headrest as she let out a breathless, “Emery.” I continued my assault on her clit and felt her body tense, mouth open, and pussy get wetter before she splashed a tsunami over my hand.
“Shit, Em—” I stuck my tongue in her mouth to quiet her. Once she was calm, she looked over at me with lust dancing in her eyes. “I can’t wait to suck our babies out of your dick.” I grinned, wiping my hand on the blanket, ready for this fucking plane to level so I could go have some fun in my happy place.
Seven hours later. . .
The sunset sitting over the ocean, with deep orange and pink tones, was the perfect backdrop to our evening wedding. Yumi and I stood on the makeshift stage with the white and green flower awning, gazing into each other’s eyes.
I wanted to do this the right way by inviting all our family, friends, and colleagues, but my baby didn’t want that. I knew it was because she was at odds with her family, and whatever my Yummy wanted, I was going to give it to her.
Although I gave her whatever she asked of me, I just couldn’t leave our moms out of the equation. Yumi wasn’t upset with her moms, but she did feel as if she had overlooked a lot of shit concerning her relationship with me and her life choices. She may have been a little peeved, but I knew I couldn’t leave our mothers out of witnessing our big moment.
“What is she doing here?” Yumi asked, watching our mothers walk up the sandy beach toward us. I guided Yumi’s eyes back to me.
“I know you feel a way about her, baby, and I agree and stand ten toes behind you on your decisions. But we only get one moms, and the only thing she was guilty of was having her husband’s back when it came to you. She loves you, Yum. After we say I do, you two are going to kick it for a minute, then we’re going to enjoy the rest of this vacation until we leave for Fiji. Oh, and I couldn’t leave Marilyn out. I couldn’t even come up with a big enough excuse to explain why she wasn’t here to witness this.” I chuckled lightly as she gave me a soft smile. “Did I fuck up? You still want to marry me?”
“No, you didn’t, and there is no way I’m not marrying you today.”
