Isabella
“Good morning,” I flutter my eyes open to find Tristan staring at me.
“Hey,” He smiled at me.
“Good morning muffin,” He finally said, and leaned in for a kiss, while I immediately got off the bed.
“Nope, teeth first,” I said and walked to my carry-on to bring out my stuff, while he groaned and did the same.
“Did you order for breakfast,” I passed the toothpaste to him, and immediately he grabbed his phone to do it.
I went to the bathroom, and stood by the sink, brushing my teeth, while he followed behind me doing the same thing. We were both done, at almost the same time and we stood there awkwardly wondering who was going to use the shower first.
“Great, how did I forget we would be in a room together,” I thought quietly.
“You can go in first, I’ll wait,” I said and finally broke the silence between us.
“No, you would take a little while to get ready, so you go first,” he said and immediately left the bathroom, while I sighed.
I walked back to the room, grabbed all my products into the bathroom, and went into the shower. I didn’t waste a lot of time in there, and immediately got off, wrapping myself in a towel.
“I’m all done,” I said and immediately I got into the room. I sat down at the vanity table in the room and started drying my hair, while Tristan left immediately. I stayed there quietly dropped the dryer and started to cream my body immediately after he left. I was done with that and immediately wore my matching set of white bra and white panties. After that, I went back to drying my hair, and a few minutes I was done before Tristan came out.
The room was quiet, and I tried not to stare at him at all, even though from the side I could see his abs and his body just sexily dripping water. Damn, this man might be the end of me, I breathe out.
I turned and opened my wardrobe looking for what to wear, we were going to have breakfast, and then go on a boat cruise, just to enjoy the weather. I picked out a white long-sleeved crochet dress, my beach bag, and the white slippers I had curated last night for today. After that, I picked up my sunglasses and left the room when there was a knock on the door.
“Thank you,” I said as the lady who brought our breakfast set them for us on the balcony.
“Did you order a lot,” I asked Tristan, who wore a white two-piece shirt and pants.
“Maybe,” he smiled and held my hands when the lady left.
“Muffin, you know we are married right?” He said gently while looking into my eyes.
“Yes,” I said nervously wondering the direction this conversation was heading.
“Do I make you uncomfortable?” He asked calmly, but I could hear the nervousness in his voice.
“No,” I shook my head, and I understood immediately why he asked this.
“Tristan,” I called out, my fingers rubbing his palms.
“I want you to be comfortable with me,” He breathed out.
“I know that’s going to take a while, I’m not rushing you, but the thing in the bathroom, I hated that we weren’t close yet, we weren’t comfortable with each other yet,” He stated and I looked at him, with a tear in my eyes.
“When did my cold boss become so thoughtful? He was talking things out?” I looked at him, proudly.
“I’m sorry, and I want us to get there soon. I want to be at that place with you, to hold you, and be completely comfortable with you,” I told him truthfully.
“So let’s take it one step at a time,” I added and kissed him lightly.
“Of course, let’s have breakfast,” He stated and I turned around to leave, when I immediately felt his hand on my ass, and he pulled me to himself.
“Tristan,” I gasped.
“I said one step at a time,” I muttered, while he gave it a little squeeze, making me gasp again.
“I couldn’t control myself,” He said raspy.
“Damn your outfit is a bit see-through muffin,” He stated. It was a crochet dress, and my white panties and bra can be seen.
“Hmm,” I whispered, almost throwing my head backward when he started to kiss my neck.
“You smell nice too,” He added and sniffed in, planting a light kiss, before letting go of my ass and releasing me.
“Can we have breakfast now?” I blushed satisfied with the effect I had on him, as we walked to the balcony.
After breakfast, we walked to the beach holding hands and enjoying the weather. We got into the yacht, and immediately the ride started around the sea. The water was so clean and blue. The breeze that hit our faces was mesmerizing and I breathed out enjoying the air and the view.
“Here,” Tristan gave me a glass of wine, and I took a sip from it staring at him.
“Do you like it?” He asked
“Are you having fun?” He added.
“Yes,” I smiled.
“Thanks for making my wish a reality,” I told him sincerely.
“Anything for you muffin, anything,” He said warmly, and we both stayed there staring at the sea..
After a beautiful afternoon at the beach, we were at a fine restaurant for dinner. Tristan had planned it and asked our butler to prepare a ride for us. I wore a backless long-sleeved maxi dress, I had a black purse with me and wore black heels too.
“You look beautiful,” He said and pulled out a chair for me, staring at me like it was the first time he saw me.
“Thank you,” I smiled and he called on the waitress to serve our food.
We had dinner, and then desserts before leaving the restaurant and heading back to the apartment. Throughout our meal, I caught him staring at me and getting lost. I felt conscious and nervous and couldn’t tell if it was a good look or not.
“Thank you for dinner, it was lovely,” I said to him immediately after we entered the room, and immediately he shut my lips with a kiss.
“I’ve been wanting to do that,” He said between the kiss and continued to thrust his tongue into mine while pushing me to the bedroom.
“Tristan,” I tried to breathe, but his hands were on my bare back due to my outfit. He rubbed my back, still kissing me and pulling me to himself. Without turning to look, he used his legs to kick the door open to the room until he landed on the bed. He sat on the bed immediately he landed, giving me a chance to catch my breath, before he caught my hand again and pulled me towards himself, causing me to sit on his legs.
“Muffin,” his breath was rough as he said that. I sat on his legs shocked, but shivered immediately I felt his hands on my back. But this time his fingers trail on my back as if drawing lines on it.
I gasped immediately holding my breath as my body reacted to that touch in ways I could barely comprehend.
“Yes,” I finally said, without staring at him. He used his other hand to lift my chin, as he turned my head to face him. My mouth was slightly open due to his touch, as I held my breath.
“What are you doing to me?” My mouth closed. I looked at him confused, wondering what he meant, but I didn’t say anything but let him speak.
“I’m losing myself to you,” His hands trail from my chin to my lips, staring sensually like he was debating on kissing me or not.
“I want you,” He breathed out like he had said something he was not supposed to.
Chills. I felt chills run down my spine. I couldn’t believe words like this could have such an effect on an individual. But I felt it, I felt my body anticipated what he would do next. I felt my lips carve so that he would kiss me as his thumbs touched it. I felt my eyes begged him to have me, and my body I felt it already welcoming whatever it was he wanted to do to me.
“If you want me to stop, just say it,” His gaze at me.