She raised her brow at me, and I arched mine before I looked away, and Syris guided us outside of the wedding chapel, and into the two-door sports sedan that awaited out front for us. Once we were situated, I turned and waved at our family andfriends, then Syris pulled away from the sidewalk and headed towards our honeymoon.
I was absolutely obsessed with our ocean resort in Halla Grove, Coral Hive. Waking up to the shining sun, beautiful blue waters, and warm sand was so mesmerizing that it was lulling me to never want to leave. It was surprising how warm the sand was because back home, during the summer months in Holly Springs, IL, the sand was hot as hell.
That’s why I didn’t venture to the beach much. I looked around the beach area of our resort, and a few couples and their friends were playing beach volleyball. A portable Bluetooth speaker sat off to the side as my favorite Maxwell songcrooned from it. He sang about being wherever his love was and that he’d be there whenever.
I swayed side to side because I was a big Maxwell fan, and it had been a minute since I heard this jam. The women outnumbered the men, but nonetheless, everyone seemed to hold their hold while having a great time. One dark-skinned beauty wearing a banana yellow two piece, leapt in the air and spiked the ball clean in my direction. Instead of ducking, I caught it and waited for the most beautiful dark, caramel-skinned brother I had ever seen, jog toward me.
Orange swim trunks covered his toned thighs as my eyes wandered up the brick pattern that housed his taut stomach. I had never in my life seen a man with an eight pack. Like where they do that at?
Don’t get me wrong, Syris had a sexy ass body too, but the brother approaching me seemed to live in the gym. My eyes traveled further up his body, and I admired his dark, oceanicwavy fade. His lining was fresh, and his sides were tapered, but it was the fullness and light brown hue in his lips that was the statement piece. The muscle in his jaw flexed as he chewed his gum and stopped in front of me with the most alluring smile that could stop a bull from ramming into a matador.
His six feet and plus height lowered in front of me as I sat on the stairs to me and Syris’s beach house. My heartbeat sped up because there was no way this man was supposed to be inciting my emotions this way. I was a very happily married woman, but his aura was pushing me, practically bullying me to give him my attention. I was so intrigued, until he spoke.
“Mizz Lady,” he sang with a heavy island accent.
Chill bumps immediately covered my skin as I shivered. His deep timbre pierced my honeypot, and my clit jangled like house keys. Intrigue went out the window, and adoration had flown straight in. What the hell was going on? How could this stranger persuade my body to react at his command? Did he know voodoo? He had to be a servant of the dark one because I ain’t never experienced no shit like that before.
Thank God Syris was out running errands because I wouldn’t have been able to explain why I was questioning if I should’ve been married to him instead. “You’re holding onto my ball for dear life, and I’d really like it back,” he voiced melodiously with a coy smirk on his face. The way he chewed his gum was erotic as hell also.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I swallowed hard, then nervously chuckled as I handed him his volleyball. “My apologies,” I choked out.
“No need to apologize, beautiful one. “I’m Muse, and you are?” he asked, extending his hand while never taking his eyes away from me.
Slowly, I placed my hand in his, and electricity immediately wrapped our hands into a cocoon. Both of us looked down atthe same time before we gazed back into each other’s eyes. My stomach was all twisted and knotted because I hadn’t shared this kind of connection with Syris not once. I wasn’t sure the kind of message the universe was sending out, but I wasn’t biting. Removing my hand from his, I cleared my throat.
“It’s nice to meet you, Muse. I’m Era.”
“Era,” he whispered more to himself than me. The way my name rolled off his tongue was similar to creamy butter being spread on a roll. I was brought instant gratification, and I could listen to him say my name all day. “That’s a very beautiful name. Now that I have your attention, join us and play a game or two, Mizz Lady. It’s better than sitting here alone and bored.”
I smirked. “Who said I was bored? I’m perfectly content at the moment.”
“Be that as it may, the sun is out, the ocean is surrounding us, but most importantly, I’m here in your space. You can join us and play volleyball, or I can sit right here with you and keep you company. The choice is yours,” he stated, with a very seductive smile. Muse was such a charmer and although I wouldn’t mind him keeping me company, I knew Syris would have a fit. So, I decided to play instead.
“Let’s play some volleyball then.”
“I’m wit’ it,” he voiced, and stood.
I grabbed onto his hand and together, we marched towards his friends, and the long white knitted net. I hadn’t played volleyball since high school, but I had no worries. After Muse introduced me to everyone, the game started back in full swing.
When it was my turn to serve, I spiked the ball, jumping into the air, and rolling on the warm sand like it hadn’t been years since I played. I was sweating, but it felt great to be active again. We played a few games since I’d joined. It was my turn to serve again, and just when I was about to serve, I heard Syris’s deepvoice calling my name. My head snapped to our beach cabin, and he stood waiting for me on the porch.
Walking over to Muse, I tossed him the ball then smiled. “Thank you for the opportunity and fun. It was nice meeting you, Muse.”
“The pleasure was all mine. I’ll be seeing you again, Mizz Lady. It doesn’t matter whenever, wherever, or whatever, I’ll see you,” he spoke in his heavy accent.
I blushed like a schoolgirl. Why was I blushing so hard when I was a newlywed? Turning away from them, I walked to a brooding Syris, whose eyes burned a hole in whatever he was staring at behind me. My guess it was Muse, but he had no worries because all I wanted was him.
I sat on the first stair of our open layout beach house. The stars twinkled above in the night sky as the beautiful dark ocean waves splashed onto the sand. Both nature and I were in such a serene state as I admired the green mountains and forest that surrounded us. When I focused back on the ocean, I gulped hard as Syris rose from the water in slow motion.
His long locs hung loosely as water cascaded down his majestically dark cast. I looked on in awe as he walked on the sand and droplets of water dripped from the ends of his locs. Every part of Syris’s body was toned, stacked, and muscular.
The six pack he sported was so defined that you could literally play a game of bean bag toss on his abs. His thighs were so toned that it looked like he was a professional athlete. Syris stood six-two over my five-five height, and I loved it because I had no problem climbing my baby like a spider monkey.
My eyes trailed over the sand that covered his large feet, and up his muscular legs until I stopped at the veiny beast that aimed in my direction. Syris was a solid eight inches, and he had girth. The width of his dick had to match a small forearm. Every time he entered me, it felt like I was filled to the brim or stuffed like a holiday turkey.
There was nothing, I mean absolutely nothing, compared to the slow strokes he delivered. I don’t know, maybe it was because he was my first everything, that’s why I felt this way. Whatever it was, I never wanted him to stop. Syris stopped in front of me, and a devilish smile covered his almost clean-shaven face.
“Will you join me in the bedroom?” he inquired in his deep voice. My brain was filled with fog, as the words I wanted to deliver, had shimmered into a distant memory. Syris extended his large hand, and I finally nodded and used my hands to imitate what I wanted to say, as if I was a student of the American Sign Language Association. “Well alright, miss speechless.” Syris chuckled, then picked me up, and we entered our resort for a long night of passionate lovemaking and nasty sex.
