30. Celso
CHAPTER THIRTY
Celso
N eve is giggling with excitement as we board my private jet. The air hostess leads us to our seats and brings us two glasses of champagne. “Happy honey moon.” She smiles, leaving us to enjoy the golden liquid while we wait for take-off.
Neve can’t sit still. She’s wiggling in her seat, up and down, looking out the window, leaning against me, talking none stop.
I love seeing her like this. She’s so happy.
It’s a long flight to Sihanoukville airport in Cambodia. Eventually I get her to settle down and sleep a little because I want her to arrive fresh and not jet lagged .
We land in the quiet, rural town of Sihanoukville in the early hours of the morning.
The people are friendly and down to earth. We catch a tuktuk, our backpacks on our backs, to the beach villa we are staying in for the first two nights while we establish ourselves and enjoy a day or two of relaxation.
We are staying right on the beach, our back door leads directly onto the white sandy beaches and in the late afternoon locals come past with trays of fresh seafood which we can buy and cook fresh for ourselves.
If we don’t want to cook, there are little beach restaurants, tables in the sand, that serve massive platters of prawns and calamari, drenched in butter and accompanied by cocktails in coconut shells.
At night we lie out on the wooden deck listening to the waves crash against the shore.
“I can’t wait for tomorrow.” Neve says. She hasn’t stop smiling since we arrived.
“It’s a long walk, the first day. Our jungle guide is going to drop us at the first stop and go to a nearby village until morning. We’ll be alone in the middle of the jungle.”
“It’s so exciting.” She grins wiggling in my arms. “Do you think that on the way back we can visit the village and spend a night with the locals?”
“I’m sure they’d be happy to show us their home.” I say, leaning down to kiss her.
Over the next five days we hike through jungles, up rivers that never end, swimming with massive fish that nibble at our arms and legs and make Neve scream. We see entire bushes covered in butterflies that all flutter away when we shake the leaves. We find elephants, roaming free and calm deep in the jungles. We meet native people along the way and share food with them.
We stand underneath massive, heavy waterfalls and let the streams pound against our bodies.
At night we sleep beneath a sky full of stars, or under a tent made of mesh to keep the bugs out. We smell like earth and salt and fresh air.
Our skin is tanned, and our smiles are wider than ever before.
About a week into our adventure I have a surprise waiting for Neve at our next camp.
We arrive early in the afternoon and Neve gasps when she sees the cabin, a hot tub, an outdoor shower and an outdoor fit put. The cabin is simple, but luxurious compared to the last few days.
Our guide leaves us for the night, smiling and bowing before he makes his way to his own site.
“This is sneaky.” Neve giggles, dumping her back pack at the door of the cabin. We go inside and they have prepared the place as I asked them to.
There is fresh fruit, food for us to cook on the open flames, custard cakes for dessert, candles everywhere and a bottle of champagne.
Outside they have already started the fire that heats the tub and there are rose petals floating in the scented water.
“Let’s soak for a while, afterwards we can make some food.” I suggest.
Neve doesn’t wait - she strips her clothes off .
I chuckle and start doing the same. Fresh air against my skin is amazing. Neve looks like a wild child as she steps out of the cabin, into the jungle, wearing nothing at all.
We soak all afternoon, the water staying warm because of the fire and our muscles loving the heat. Between the trees above us the stars come out and the moon shines bright and full.
Neve drifts over to me in the water.
“Celso.” She says. “This is better than I could ever have dreamed it would be.”
“I wouldn’t want to be here with anyone else in the entire world.” I grin. “One day we will be telling our grandchildren about this.”
She tilts her head to the side. “You want kids?” She asks, surprised. I pull her close to me, letting her lie in the hot water with her back against my chest and my legs wrapped on either side of her. We both stare up towards the night sky.
“If you do. I am happy either way. We can have a massive family, or it can be you and me forever. But if we have kids, it’ll only be later, after a ton of these adventures. ”
“I agree.” She grins, snuggling against me. “We have so much time to decide these things. It’s so amazing to not have the future set in stone, to have options, to choose any direction.”
“Any direction as long as we are together.” I reach over the edge of the tub and pick up the small wooden box I’ve been carrying around with me. Waiting for this moment.
I set it down on her stomach and it floats a little in the water.
“What is this?” She asks, picking it up.
“Open it.” I whisper. My heart is beating fast. I’m nervous even though I’m sure I know what she will say when I ask. I made the choice to ask this time. I want her to choose this. Last time there was no choice, and I forced the situation and until I ask her, I will always wonder about it.
Neve is quiet for a moment as she stares at the little box, she turns it in her fingers, brushing her hands over the textured surface.
She flicks the lid open and inside she finds the most exquisite diamond ring, crafted especially for her, glittering as wildly as the stars around us .
I hear her take in a sharp breath, but she doesn’t get as excited as I thought she would. Perhaps she doesn’t understand what I am doing—that I am asking her this time.
“Celso?” She asks, confused.
“Will you marry me, my angel?” I say through a wide grin.
“We are already married—” she says.
“Will you marry me again?” I chuckle. “Will you be my wife, again? We can have a wedding on the beach here in Cambodia. Just you and me. Saying our vows together. You can wear whatever you want, and we can dance beneath the moon.”
She turns in the tub and sits up, her legs wrapped around my waist as she straddles me. Her eyes are filled with hunger and love. A craving deep inside her she needs fulfilled.
My body responds instantly. All she has to do is look at me in that way and my cock swells, growing rock hard beneath her.
She lifts the ring from the box and slips it onto her finger. “I will marry you, a thousand times, over and over again in this life and in every life I live after this one. I will find you in every one of them.” She leans forward and presses her lips against mine.
I push my cock inside her. Her pussy is warm and tight, and she rocks her hips back and forth as she rides me out in the wild jungle night.
We move together, savoring the pleasure of being with each other.
My cock is throbbing and pulsing, desperate to have every inch of her, to consume her in every way.
Neve tilts her head back and looks up at the stars as she rides me, her hand pressed against my chest, her ring shining.
I will marry her a thousand times in a thousand life times too.
She is moaning into the still air. The sound of it bounces off the trees around us and somewhere nearby an animal scrambles away in fright.
I grab her hips and start moving her faster, splashing water over the edge of the tub, not caring at all .
Her pussy tightens on me as she changes pace, dancing, rolling her hips in a circular motion.
“Fuck, you are so perfect my angel.” I growl, struggling to control myself.
“Let’s disappear forever.” She whispers. Staring down at me with those bright blue eyes. Full of mystery and adventure. Full of mischief and mayhem. She is the perfect girl for me.
She is my everything. She is my entire world.
Neve leans forward and wraps her hand around my throat. She grins at me.
Tonight she is letting her darker side out, and it’s driving me crazy.
She tightens her fingers around my throat and while I can feel it, I can sense the power it’s giving her.
I smirk, knowing she is a kitten in my hands, but letting her sink her teeth into me none the less.
She rides me harder, rocking back and forth as my cock moves inside her.
She moans louder. The most beautiful sound in all the world .
I can sense she is close to coming, but now it’s my turn to take her.
Sitting up I wrap my arm around her back and grab her hair from behind, tilting her head back and exposing her neck. I lift her and start slamming my cock into her. Over and over again.
She screams in delight as I fill her up, pushing so deep inside her I can see her stomach moving. She grabs the edge of the bath and brings her legs forwards over my shoulders.
I keep fucking her, harder and harder, pushing myself into her and watching her expression drift in waves of pleasure.
When her orgasm hits her - her feet tighten around my neck, her legs shaking against my chest.
I explode inside her at the same time, the sight of her pleasure is my pleasure.
Neve lets out a heavy, satisfied breath of laughter.
“Wow.” She giggles.
I pull her up, back onto my lap .
“I think I’m ready to eat everything inside the cabin now.” I laugh.
“Me too. Wow.” She says again. Then she glances at her hand, spreading her fingers and wiggling them so she can admire the ring and how it sparkles when she moves it.
She bites her bottom lip, her eyes welling up with tears.
“Neve, what’s wrong?” I ask.
“I’m so happy.” She mutters, a whisper as her throat closes over her words. “I’m - so freaking happy.” She says again, and grabs me around my neck and hugs me, the entire world wouldn’t be able to pull us apart.
“It’s you and me, my love. You and me against the world.”