A R C H E R P O V
Room service had just arrived, and I glanced out the window to observe the beautiful ocean in the distance from the hotel.
The smile on my lips is from pure happiness. Sauntered back to my room to glance down at the bed, as I lean down to press my warm lips on her cheek. "Morning Mrs Waitland. Breakfast awaits." She stretches, flings her arms around my neck.
Her lips curl, press my lips tight on hers. "What are our parents going to say when we tell them?" I smiled, kissed her.
"My parents will be thrilled, but we have breakfast waiting for us." I kiss her again.
She slides from the bed, slipping her arms into the fluffy white bathrobe to wrap around her naked frame.
She stares at me with a beautiful smile, glanced down at her ring.
Pull her close to my body, snaking my arms tight around her waist, she jumps, wraps her legs around me.
Carry her out to the lounge where breakfast awaits. Sit on the chair with her on my lap, not wanting to let her go.
We feed each other breakfast, drink coffee. "After breakfast, we're going back to bed. This is our honeymoon and I'm taking full advantage," "Archer, we need to ring our parents and tell them. What is Aston going to say?"
"Sasha, I love you, and now you're my wife. You are right where you should be. There is no running away for either of us. You're right where you should be." We kiss.
She slowly grinds over my growing cock. Arousing me to lose control and let my animal instinct take over.
Removed my robe and hers. "Archer, condom." She pouts her succulent lips. Her eyes bright blue, showing me how happy she is.
"Couldn't we just this once do it without?" I attempt the puppy eyes to get my own way. "It's too risky." "Sasha, I'm not getting any younger, I'm twenty-nine. I would someday like to have children, and I want to have them with you." I attempt with the sexy approach, but I'm losing this battle.
"Condom, and when we've spoken to our parents, we can talk about having children." She's a tough woman to bargain with. But I love her.
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Made my way to the other side of the room to get a condom and slide it on. Now I can get somewhere.
I fuck her in the entire suite, all fucking day going through condoms like they're going out of fashion.
We're both filled with passion. Pleasuring each other to the limit.
It's the late evening we're laid in bed cuddling when my mobile rings. Gazing at my mobile with a shocked expression. "It's my mother." My tone is one of surprise.
"Answer it and tell her." Kiss her, put my phone on loudspeaker.
Take a deep breath. "Archer, baby are you, all right? We've been so worried you took off without telling us where you were going. Baby, I'm sorry Sasha left." My mother is going on and on.
Sasha smirks. "Is dad with you?" "He's here, and so is Aston and Pip. He's worried about you too. He went over to your penthouse and couldn't find you, and the jet is gone. Did you go after Sasha?" Smiled, gazed at my wife and kissed her.
I have to tell my family. "You don't have to worry about Sasha or me. We got married." My god, the screams coming from the phone.
"Is she there?" My mother sounded excited. "Yes, I'm here." "Congratulation to you both. Sasha, I can't wait to have a small celebration. With Aston proposing to Pip and you two getting hitched, we're undeniably over the moon. Are you on your honeymoon?" She sounds excited.
"Yes, we are," Sasha replies. "We will let you go and speak soon." They hang up.
Placed the phone on the side. "That went well, but now you need more attention." I told her, and she giggled.
My body is burning, yearning with pure desire for her. My lips press over her exposed skin, leaving little pimples.
A warm shiver shoots through me, and we make love. Couldn't get enough of her. I'd wake during the night just to make sure she's still in my arms and I wasn't dreaming.
***
We're wandering around the city doing a little shopping in Hawaii. We travelled to Gretna Greene to marry and flew here for our honeymoon.
I had to ask her or face losing her to someone else, and that wasn't a risk I wanted to take. I remembered she was going to visit her brother, but when I got there, her father said she was leaving the country.
I didn't have time to think about talking to the parents. I needed to stop her from leaving.
My heart ached and wouldn't stop pounding.
She was in the airport ready to board her flight, and I got down on one knee and spilt my guts to her.
Revealing to her how much she means to me and how I loved her. I took her hand and asked her, assuring her I didn't want to lose her.
I told her I wanted to marry right away. She was hesitant. But I asked if she loved me, and she said she did without hesitating.
That's when she smiled and said yes, she would marry me. My god, I couldn't get on my jet quick enough.
We married in a small church in Scotland. She wore a beautiful white dress just above the knee and looked beautiful.
She was the perfect bride. I was in a grey suit. Our eyes locked, not glancing at the vicar. We said the traditional vows signed the marriage certificate and got on the plane to Hawaii.
We've been here for five days. And it's been breathtaking. My body is still high from all the excitement and the adrenaline that is rushing through my veins.
Can't take my hands from her. They're glued. We sit to have a drink. I can't stop kissing her, telling her how much I love her.
I feel like I could float away. "Sasha, you're beautiful." She smiles. "Archer, you keep telling me every five minutes." Smiled at her, pulled her close to kiss her.
We took a few photos to keep to show the family.
We strolled unhurriedly back to the hotel so I could have her to myself. I know it's the honeymoon, but I hope it'll always be like this.
My parents are like it all the time. We enter our room to have a huge bouquet waiting for us. Sasha glanced at the card.
"Congratulations. Have fun catch up with you when you get back from the honeymoon. Love Mum and Dad." She smiled and tilts to smell the flowers.
"They also sent a bottle of champagne. The expensive stuff." I said admiring the bottle in my hand. She rests her head on my shoulder.
Popped the bottle to fill two glass. Hand a glass to Sasha. "To my beautiful wife and a lifetime of happy memories," I said for a toast we clinked glasses.
She takes a sip, gazes into my eyes. "So, you plan on keeping me?" She made me smile. Take the glass from her hand to place on the table with mine.
Pinned her to the wall. "Now I have you. You're not going anywhere, and I'm not letting any guy near you." Her lips curl into a sexy smile, giving me a warm shiver.
Our lips lock into a steamy kiss. Place my hands on her ass, squeezing her bum cheeks. She moans into my mouth.
***
This is our last night here, and we're in a restaurant sitting having a romantic dinner. The last two weeks have gone too fast.
Only wish we could stay longer, but we both need to get back to the office. But I don't see why the honeymoon would have to end here. After all, she's my secretary, and now she's my wife.
How cliche it all sounds. But it occurs. That's how my father met my mother. I just hope our honeymoon never ends, just like my parents. I love Sasha.
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ARCHER AND SASHA ARE MARRIED
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