I smiled down at her. Her hair was big and curly for this trip. I tucked some curls behind her ear before pecking her lips. “I’m thinking about you.”
“Really?” She had the goofiest expression on her face, but it was cute.
I nodded. “Of course. I’m almost always thinking about you.”
She frowned and tilted her head to the side. “Almost always? Who else you be thinking about?” She folded her arms over her chest and pouted like the big baby she was.
I snatched her up in my arms and spun her around in a circle. Her laughter was music to my ears. “Cut it out.” I placed her back on her feet and intertwined our fingers as we began to walk along the shore.
We’d just finished a beautiful dinner at the steakhouse on the resort. Free wanted to come out to watch the sunset, and I obliged, as I did with most things. Free was focused on the horizon in the distance. “What’s on your mind?”
She twisted her lips to the side before glancing up at me. “Thinking how fast life can change.”
“What do you mean?”
She sighed. “I guess I never really told you this, but the reason I came back to the States was because the guy I was seeing broke things off with me. The worst part was he did it at my favorite spot at my favorite time of day.” She shook her head slowly. “I know now he never liked me. No man who liked me would try to ruin something they know I love.” I had to tell myself to calm down because the thought of a man hurting my baby had me ready to catch a flight. “Then I came here and literally met you after I convinced myself I was going to focus on myself for a while. I was giving up on romantic love to find more love for self.”
I stopped where we were walking. “You want to sit here?” She nodded, so we sat with her sitting between my legs, and my arms wrapped around her. “What was your favorite spot?” I wondered.
“The statue of Aja. It’s in La Promesse, Efate, where I was living with my mother. She’s still there, and I miss her so much. This is the longest we’ve been apart.” She began playing with the sand. “Anyways, the statue of Aja is my favorite because of the story behind it. The statue is of Ameet bowing before Aja. Legend has it that she was dying from an influenza plague, and he wanted their souls to become one before she died. He promised to find her in every lifetime, so he proposed, even though he knew her death was inevitable. That’s how the city got its name too.”
I hummed. “That’s an interesting story.”
She nodded. “It’s beautiful. Anytime I hear it, it makes me believe that, one day, I will find a man who will want to tie his soul to mine for eternity.”
I snuggled my cheek against hers. “Well, you found him, baby.”
She slowly turned to look at me over her shoulder. I could see the tears in her eyes. “You mean that?”
I nodded and swiped the one that fell on her cheek. “With every breath in my lungs. There might not be a plague going on, but I know without a doubt that that’s the kind of commitment I’m going to make to you.”
Free turned and attacked my lips so fast I didn’t have time to prepare, so I went crashing back onto the sand. My hands slid up the side of her curvaceous body. I gripped her ass cheeks before delivering a hard smack.
“Can we go back to the room?” she questioned with lust in her eyes.
I nodded once with a grin. “We can do whatever you want to do, baby.”
She hopped up quickly, then reached down to help me. It was funny, watching her struggle to pull me up. Once I was up, we rushed back to our ocean view suite. We were barely in the room before Free was pushing me against the door. Her lips crashed into mine hungrily. I met her ferocity with an equal force because I was craving her too.
I backed us up until we crashed onto the bed. Clothes were peeled off and tossed in every which direction. I paused to admire my beautiful woman. Free would be my weakness in every lifetime. I dropped to my knees with one thing on my mind. Pushing her legs open, I wasted no time licking her pussy from top to bottom. Her back arched as she cooed from above me. I loved it when her fingers gripped my hair.
“You like how I suck on this pussy, baby?” I asked in a low voice. I flicked her clit with my finger, intrigued by the way it pulsed. I kissed it once, then looked up at Free. She was lying in place with her mouth wide open. “Hmm? I didn’t hear you?”
She glanced down her body to find me watching her. “Yes, Stanley. I love it,” she admitted in a rushed tone.
I chuckled before kissing her clit softly again. “I know.” I sighed before kissing her clit again. I loved to tease Free. She wasso needy and impatient. I had about one more kiss before she got irritated. Spreading her lips, I went to work, licking any and everything she leaked as if it had the power to cure disease in my body.
Free rotated her hips in small circles, trying to get me to ease up, but I couldn’t if I wanted to. I forced her to stay still by wrapping my arms around her legs and shoving my face even deeper. “I love the way you taste,” I mumbled more so to myself than to Free. “You want to cum, baby?”
“Yes! Yes!” Free yelled in response. I chuckled, removing my mouth and crawling up between her legs. “What are you doing?”
“Making you suffer for talking me into that paragliding shit. You’ll cum when I’ve punished you enough.” I smirked, gripping my dick in my hands. Because Free was my obsession, I was already hard as fuck. I played around her entrance, making her squirm in place.
Finally, I eased inside of her and grunted from how wet and tight she was. My strokes were long and slow while I watched her enjoy it all. I gripped her throat before picking up my pace. I knew Free’s body like the back of my hand, so I knew this was one of her favorite positions. Her little hands on my chest tried to get me to slow down, but I smacked them away.
“I know the girl who’ll jump out of a fucking airplane isn’t running from a little dick,” I teased.
“It’s too much,” she replied.
