ONE WEEK LATER
My surprises didn’t stop with the wedding ceremony that included our family. We finished our day with a reception at the main resort hall, and we invited the staff to party with us. Besides the saxophonist and the deejay, I had hired a caterer and a videographer. The staff decorated their banquet hall, and we all had fun. The next morning was when the true surprise came. I drove her vehicle to the airport, and we flew to Cancun for a week.
After the relaxing weekend we had in Laramie Falls, we were both looking forward to some adventure, and I had plenty of it planned. We had gone snorkeling at the underwater museum, swimming in the crystal-clear turquoise waters of the Caribbean, and taken a catamaran day trip to Isles Mujeres. We spent one entire day shopping for her until she had everything her heart desired.
We had followed up the next day with ziplining, riding a speedboat into Nichupté Lagoon, and jumping from twenty-foot stone ledges into the most beautiful water we’d ever seen.
Kaimera was excited to try Caribbean coastal cuisines as well as Mayan food. I made sure that we went to exclusive restaurants by night and some of the local favorites during the day. We made love late into the night, and we woke up late in the morning just in time to catch brunch and mimosas.
She hadn’t planned to be gone for as long as she was, so she was initially worried about her clients. Her assistant, Whitney, had proven herself very skilled in her absence, and Kaimera was considering hiring a new assistant and promoting Whitney to an interior designer so she could take on more business. I encouraged her to do it, since Whitney had her degree and was quickly gaining experience.
“Gahdamn, mami. Spread them legs wider. Let me get all in them guts.”
We had just returned from swimming, and before she could take her bikini off, I had her ass bent over the bed and had been slamming up inside of her. It was more than I could take, watching her gorgeous hazelnut skin, now kissed by the sun, sparkle with beads of water, and her sand-covered ass jiggling with every step she took.
It was only so long that I could take her from that position before I needed to see her on her back, legs spread, pussy exposed to me, and her breasts begging to be sucked. I had flipped her around in no time and positioned her exactly as I wanted her on the bed.
My hands held her in place as much as possible as I thrust deep and hard up into her. Kaimera’s mouth was open, her braids splayed across the pillow, and her breasts had spilled from her bikini top. I hadn’t bothered to remove it, but I had snatched her bikini aside so that I could get deep inside of her.
The exotic scent of her juices combined with the strawberry scented sunscreen lotion she’d applied earlier made my mouth water. I wanted to taste every bit of her, and so I did.
I pulled out, kneeled before her, and baptized my tongue with her pussy juices. She spread her slit for me with her index and forefingers. With her other hand, she used her thumb to massage her clit as I scissored her and prodded her with my tongue.
I pulled back and spit along her folds. “Mrs. Harden, you taste so fucking good, girl.”
She smiled and giggled as she rubbed my head. “Let me taste.”
I sucked my lips. “I don’t know, ma. I’m a greedy nigga.” I winked, slid my tongue through her folds again, and sucked her lips before I rose. I pressed my hand underneath her head to lift her just a little. She moaned when my tongue met hers, and her hips gyrated against me.
I pulled back from the kiss and lowered to my knees again. With my thumb prodding deeper and deeper into her ass and eliciting loud shrieks, I buried my nose and lips in her pussy. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her scent and her flavor. The essence of Kaimera was more than I could take, and the reality of her was enough to make me lose my mind.
When I pulled back this time, I stroked my dick slowly, and she licked her lips.
“Let me taste.”
I moved closer to the edge of the bed, and she flipped onto her side so that she could take me in. Kaimera greedily sucked her juices off my dick, twisting my length in alternating circles as her mouth worked its way down.
When she got as far as she could, I trapped her by gripping the back of her head and fucking her mouth with wild abandon. My hand gripped her around the neck, and I took delight in her eyes widening as I squeezed tighter and pumped harder.
When I thought she couldn’t take any more, I pulled back and repositioned her again. This time, she rested on her belly with her hips and legs hanging off the bed. I lifted her and placed my hands behind her knees as I slid up inside of her. I bounced her as she placed her hands on either side of her head to gain some sort of balance and leverage.
“Aww fuck, this pussy is so gushy, so wet, and so hot, Kai. I like sun-soaked pussy, ma. I can fuck this shit, feast on this shit, and play in this shit all day and night.”
“Kobe!” she screamed.
“What, baby?”
“You’re shaking up my insides.”
“This for all that shit you talked earlier.”
“I’m sorry, baby.” She apologized.
I reached up and spanked her ass with one hard smack and then another one. “It’s too late to apologize now.”
She had signed us up for a yoga session on the beach this morning. For some reason, she had underestimated me and acted like she hadn’t seen me work out or even do yoga before. While she was fronting on me in front of the other people, I low-key thought she was trying to set them up to clown on me, too, just before I showed out on all their asses. When I started doing the various positions, she acted like she was impressed by how easily I morphed into them and adapted to yoga.
I had told her, “I’m an athlete. What did you expect? Have you seen me in the bedroom? Felt me? Felt how I move inside of, underneath, above, and all over you, girl? I know you have, but just in case you forgot, I’m ’bout to give ya li’l ass a reminder.”