C H A P T E R | N I N E
RE-IGNITION
𝙳 𝙴 𝚂 𝚃 𝙸 𝙽 𝙸 𝙼 𝙴 𝙺 𝙷 𝙸
THE waves of the ocean crashed against the mountainous sea rocks and the seashore as Destini slowly closed the door of the Maserati and looked around her in a daze. She couldn't believe how beautiful this place was and she wondered how on earth Carter stumbled
upon it. She was literally mesmerized by the salty smell of the ocean, the darkness of the night that cast down upon the water making it look like a sapphire, and the beautiful view of God's landscaping - - she didn't know something so beautiful existed in the states. Carter had taken her to far away islands to get this tropical effect but here it was, right there in their own backyards and she couldn't believe it.
"Where are we," she said as she looked around amazed as Carter reached into the backseat to get the blankets that he had and some champagne that he had remembered to bring and chill in a small mini-cooler, "This place it's - - it's beautiful Carti," Destini walked up to the entrance of the empty beach and placed her hands on the rock barrier, looking at the miles and miles of ocean, "How did you find this place?"
"Delaware," Carter said laughing a little as he sat the blankets and champagne on the rock barrier, "I was just passing through one day," he said shrugging, "And I couldn't help but stop here - - that was like five years ago - - I been coming here ever since, you know when I need to get my mind right," she looked away from the ocean and looked up into his deep green eyes, "You might wanna take off your heels, babe," he said looking over at the sand, "If you don't want sand in 'em."
"I guess you're right," Destini laughed and Carter grabbed her hand, sat her on the rock barrier and then grabbed one of her ankles and gently undid the strap and allowed the Christian Louboutin heel to slide effortlessly off her foot. He looked down at her small feet and manicured toes and smiled a little and then gently grabbed the other foot and did the same motions as he had done with the first, "Thanks," Destini said, looking at him feeling this thing growing inside her that she hadn't felt in so long. For some strange reason she looked at Carter and she felt slightly nervous, she felt like this was the first date all over again - - like he was someone new.
Carter walked out onto the sand and she grabbed the champagne and the champagne glasses while he laid one blanket out right in the middle of the beach. Destini took a seat first, laying the glasses down and Carter's muscular body came down on the blanket next beside her, holding another blanket. She wrapped the blanket he was holding around her, feeling the cool breeze from the ocean creeping down her spine and she handed the champagne to Carter to open.
"Watch out," Carter said laughing as he was about to pop the top, knowing it was probably going to spill everywhere, "This shit's about to fly all over the place," Destini scooted back a little and braced herself as Carter looked back at her, "Ready?" She pushed his shoulder still laughing, "Here we go," Carter opened the bottle and just as he expected the cork went flying across the sand and the bubbles came shooting out of the neck of the the bottle, covering his hand in champagne suds and wet liquid. Carter laughed and shook his hand and then shook it a little in Destini's direction.
"Carter!" She squealed and retracted back, "Stop that," Destini said as they both laughed at his playful gesture - - he was always playing around, "Here," she handed him his glass and hers and he poured the champagne inside them and then sat the bottle in the sand away from them, "It's a little cold out here," she said feeling the wind blow her way and snuggling in the blanket, "You cold?"
"Not really," Carter said shrugging and then reached out to her, "Come here," he said as she crawled over to him and placed her back against his chest while he wrapped his arms around her and looked at the waves crashing, "Better?" She nodded and smiled a little, kissing his arm and inhaling his scent in his sleeve.
They sat there quietly drinking champagne watching the morning sky as it slowly changed in silence for a long time before anyone spoke. Destini thought about what had happened earlier in the night and it caused her to sigh a little, wondering about the strange girl named Aiko that she had encountered in the bathroom. The way she looked at Carter was odd, the way she spoke to Destini was questionable - - like she knew something - - did she know something, thought Destini, and if she does then what? She sighed and looked up at Carter who was quiet watching the sky beginning to change colors from dark blue to a lighter paler color with other colors intertwined.
"What you thinkin' of," said Carter as he looked down at her and held her closely, kissing her cheek, "Somethin' been on your mind ever since we left the restaurant."
Destini closed her eyes as she felt his lips brush against her skin and sighed again at how Carter knew her so well; he knew when something was bothering her, "Carter," she said as she watched the birds flapping their wings across the painted skies, "Do you still find me as attractive as when you first met me?"
He looked down at her oddly, like she'd lost her marbles and curved his eyebrows at her, "What?" He said, slightly dumbfounded, "Des what kind of question is that?"
"Just answer it," she said as she stared at the ocean spray, seeing the dark blue waves curving and rolling underneath coming in with the tide, "Do you still think of me the same way you used to - - before all this?"
"Of course I do," Carter said as he turned and looked at her, making sure she could see his eyes and hear him loud and clear, "Destini for you to eva' feel like you need to doubt that is beyond me," he said, "Why would you eva' think I didn't find you as attractive as I did when I first met you? Baby, c'mon."
"Sometimes I don't know," she said, "I - - I don't I guess it was that girl," she admitted, knowing that Aiko was beautiful if she was anything - - she was a model for God's sake; Destini had seen her in a magazine a few weeks back so she definitely remembered her face and it was something odd about it all, "She acted like she knew you," Destini said as she played with Carter's fingers, "She looked at you like she knew you before tonight."
"I mean," he shrugged, "Maybe we met before and I don't remember - - I worked with her father and - -"
"Do you think she's attractive?"
"Baby, where's this goin'," said Carter, "Because I don't think I like the way it sounds, ma."
"I'm not the same size I was before the girls," she frowned, "I went like two dress sizes up," she said, "I been working my ass off but it's like I still feel the same way," Carter honestly didn't even notice, "I don't know I just feel like sometimes you do some of the things you do because you don't find me as pretty as before."
"I don't find you pretty," he said looking in her eyes, "I find you beautiful," Carter said wholeheartedly, "Destini you're the mother of my three beautiful girls, you been ridin' with me since the beginning - - since all the money, all the fame, alla that, you was there," he wiped the tear he saw in her eyes, "I got more love for you and my girls than I got for myself - - even beautiful ain't good enough for you."
"You're just sayin' that," she said sniffling, "Cause' I'm sittin' up here cryin'," Destini never really cried in front of Carter - - she always cried alone, "Like a fool."
"I ain't," Carter said as he rubbed his thumb over her caramel cheek and pressed their foreheads together, "You got a part of me that I can't never get back," he said and took a deep breath, "You gave me somethin' that no other woman could ever give me," she knew that he meant his first child, "And I'm always gonna love you, even though I fuck up sometimes - - and fuck, half the time I don't know why I be fuckin' up," said Carter, "Despite all that bullshit I be puttin' you through sometimes - - I love you, girl - - you know that - - always and foreva'."
"Carter," the tears poured from her eyes more quickly, "I wanna believe you - - I wanna believe that you mean what you say - - that you really do love me - - and that you're in love with me the same way as before," Destini said as she cried, "But you make it - - you make it so - - so hard and," she was cut off by his lips pressing against hers softly and his hand stroking her cheek.
He slowly pulled back and stared at her and whispered against her lips, "If you gonna believe me," Carter said, "Then that's all, right?" He whispered again and pecked her, "Just believe me whether I'm a fuck up or not, ma," but it wasn't that easy for Destini when she knew Carter had his bad habits about him. Women were one of his many vices and though he was a good person at heart, he hurt her in many ways that he could never really understand, "You hear me?" She nodded her head and wrapped her arms around his neck, not knowing if she really did believe him; they'd been down this whole road before.
She wrapped her arms around his neck tighter and looked up at him, kissing his lips once more as Carter held her face in his hands. His tongue slid expertly into her mouth and found Destini's tongue, massaging his against hers while he ran his thumbs against her tear stained cheeks. She groaned into his mouth and pulled him closer, feeling what she hadn't felt in months burning inside her and allowed Carter's hands to slide down to her waist as she tried to stop the tears from flowing.
"Stop cryin'," Carter said into her mouth as she felt him sliding his hand down her zipper and helping the zipper of the dress as well. The red dress slipped effortlessly off her body as she unbuttoned the whiteness of Carter's tuxedo shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Her dress was in a pile in the sand now and because of the strapless design and how the dress fit her breasts perfectly, she wasn't wearing a bra.
Destini laid there in her panties, earrings, and the beautiful necklace that he had bought her as Carter took off his beater underneath the top layer and threw it in the sand in their heated moment of passion. She slid her hand down to the button of his black pants and the zipper as well and helped him out of them until he was wearing nothing but his boxer briefs which were going to come off next.
She bit down on her bottom lip and opened her arms as Carter came back down on top of her and her legs separated a little to allow him in between them. Destini cradled the back of his head in her hands, fingering her way through the soft curls and stared at the sky as Carter's lips roamed her neck passionately and made her moisten between the thighs. Even after so long the way he kissed her, the way he touched her, and his body pressed against hers still had the ability to make Destini wetter than an ocean like it was their first time all over again.
Her mouth curved into an oval as she felt his tongue slid down her neck, between her breasts and felt it curve over one of her hardened nipples gently. Then came the slight force, his mouth engulfed the skin and he sucked while grabbing her other breast in his large hands and massaging it lightly. She let out a soft moan as she felt his tongue circle her areola again and then his wet mouth take her in pulling with his suction. They were pressed so close together that she could feel his nature rising inside his undergarments as he was laying between her thighs.
Destini looked down at Carter as he gave the other breast the same attention and then looked up at her while sliding his long pink tongue right down the middle of her body, stopping at her belly button. He looked at her slightly mischievously and then looked back down, dipping his tongue inside her belly button while his fingers gripped her thighs. One of them he had held up a little, her foot resting on the blanket while her kneecap was bent and facing upward to the sky.
The waves crashed behind Carter as he made his way to her red panties, lace of course, and tugged at them with his teeth. He rubbed her thighs as he tugged the panties down a little and she lifted her hips so that he could pull a little harder and get them down some more. Like the expert lover that he was, Carter was able to get her panties all the way off her hips and down to her thighs with his teeth alone, without ripping anything at all.
When her panties were down at her thighs, Carter grabbed them with his hands, pulled her legs up and pulled one side off her leg while the other one hung up in the air and the panties dangled on her ankle like a red flag. He didn't even care about getting that all the way off as he stood on his knees, his nature rising more and more, as he looked down at his beautiful wife in nothing but her jewelry and birthday suit. He sucked his bottom lip while staring at her and then grinned a little as he leaned back down and pushed her legs open a little more and sat propped up on his elbows.
Carter put his face front and center with Destini's arousal and tilted his head sideways, slithering his tongue past her curtains of flesh and wasting no time with sliding his tongue inside where he aimed to be. Her back arched immediately as she felt his tongue slithering in the actual place where Carter had put his love muscle and she wondered how he was able to get his tongue in that small of a crevice like she always did. She clamped her eyes shut and he looked up at her while she grabbed her breasts in her hands and hissed loudly with the crashing of the waves behind them. She'd soon be competing against the sound of the ocean when he put it on her.
Her face felt a little tight from the dried tears but she didn't give two damns about that or the sun coming up above them. Destini couldn't even deny that fact that she needed to feel him inside her either and not just his tongue this time; she needed to feel the real deal. Carter was a sure enchantment, something to be mesmerized with - - he made you fall for him hard, he drew you in and made you love him even if you weren't intending to; and if you were lucky enough, which was quite rare, Carter genuinely loved you back.
Destini exhaled as he found himself drinking from the sweet elixir that was her bodily reactions while she fell under his powerful seduction, driving her to a near climax with the way he pummeled his tongue deep inside her wanting to bury it.
"Oh God," Destini whispered to the ocean spray, "Ryan," she knew it was good when she called him by his middle name - - she only did that on two occasions; when she was angry with him or when he put it down so good that she was about to cum, "I want you inside me," she breathed downwardly, "Please, please, please, put it in," she couldn't take it anymore and that was just what he wanted, "I need you inside me."
Like a lion he crawled his way up to her lips and grinned while she slid her hands down to his hips and pushed the band of his briefs down a little, underneath the cut where his pelvis started and his abs ended and then further down until she was met with nothing but skin. The cover was partially draped over their bodies as she slid his boxers off him and he stood over her in a bench press position. She kissed his lips again and rested her head back down against the blanket, her long burgundy curls in a mess behind her head.
"What did you say?" Carter whispered against her lips as he held her neck gently, "What you say you wanted?"
"You," she growled into his ear, her red manicure creeping up the back of his neck with her other hand on his lower back, "Inside me," she whispered into his ear, "Deep inside me," Destini added as Carter grabbed himself and guided himself near the entrance of her folds. He rubbed the head of his manhood against her opening as she talked and this drove her wild, feeling the bareness of him against the bareness of her, "Fuck," she said whining, "Stop teasing me please," she groaned into his diamond studded ear, "Carterrrr," he laughed a little as he did the same rubbing motion against the wet folds of her, "Please," she whispered, playing Patty Polite to get what she wanted.
When she felt him entering her wetness slowly, Destini's lips latched on to his earring adorned ear lobe and sucked it hard trying to muffle her moans and distract herself from the slight pain that she felt because Carter was so FAR from average that it was ridiculous. She remembered looking at him the first time and literally telling him that he wasn't coming anywhere near her coochie with that thing; it must have belonged to a horse or something because it was surely ridiculous.
The thing about Carter was that even though he was big he wasn't clumsy with it and whereas most guys who were well endowed didn't know what the fuck to do with all that shit God gave them - - Carter knew exactly how to handle his heavy machinery and how to handle a woman while handling his serious artillery.
He knew he wasn't your average Joe either, so when he got himself partially nestled inside her he let his bottom lip go and moved some of her hair before he went any further to whisper, "You alright, ma?" She melted at the deepness of his voice and nodded her head slowly, "I'm almost there," Carter whispered to her, "So tell me when," he slipped himself deeper and deeper at a slow rate, wanting to do anything but hurt her and felt her nails as they made a deep imprint in his neck, "Shit," he breathed against her lips, knowing he was just that much closer from being all the way inside.
"Oh my Jesus," he knew where he was then and couldn't help but laugh a little as Destini's entire body locked up on him and he felt her walls engulfing him clinging to him tensely. She breathed harder and tried to calm herself and relax - - he could tell that she was doing it too, "I'm okay," she whispered, "I'm fine - - I'm fine - - I'm," she squealed in pleasure when he slid away from her a little and then back toward her at a slow pace and looked at him, tightening her grip around his neck, "Goodness baby," she closed her eyes and let the chill down her spine, "Just - - fuck."
"It's been a while," Carter said as he kissed down the front of her neck, sucking at her throat and stroked her, "Too long, Mrs. Mekhi," he said, "You been away from me too damn long," he meant just that, shutting his own eyes at the feeling of her choking the life out of his manhood with juices dripping down her sugar walls, "And now," he said, "A nigga gotta remark his territory all over again."
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