Chapter 11
ELEVEN
I didn’t want it to come to an end, but I knew that it soon would.
My body felt like putty as it was kneaded, poked, rubbed, and caressed.
I wasn’t sure how much longer we had in our sixty-minute couples massage but I knew that it wasn’t a lot.
The masseuse had worked her way to my feet and then back up my body a second time.
I was oiled to perfection and Keanu was… asleep.
“Thank you,” the masseuses both said simultaneously.
“Thank you,” I responded, immediately wishing we’d book at least one more massage before our flight was scheduled the next night.
I’d gotten countless massages in the States and countries I’d visited in my lifetime, but nothing compared to the one I’d just been given. It had put my baby right to sleep. He was dead to the world.
Before waking him, I sat across from him with my feet dangling from the bed simply admiring his dark, smooth skin.
It was perfect, not a blemish in sight. Peacefully, he slept like a baby.
The thought of disturbing him didn’t sit well with me, but I knew that we had to get a move on it.
We’d already slept the entire morning and almost all the evening.
I imagined we both needed to catch up on our rest. Or maybe it was the fact that we were at peace in one another’s presence, inducing disapproving amounts of sleep.
“Keanu,” I called out to him as I slid back into the floor-length dress that I’d brought on the trip. He didn’t budge.
“Baby,” I whispered in his ear, nudging him as I did so. “We have to get out of here. Wake up, baby.”
“I don’t want to.” He yawned, rolling over and pulling me closer to him. ”Come ‘er.”
“Babe,” I chuckled, “come on. Get up.”
“I’m up. You’re already dressed?”
“Yes, because we’d never make it out of here if I woke you before putting back on my dress.”
“So, I can’t slide in my shit right quick?”
“No. You can’t. You made me promise so you have to keep your promise, too.”
“This some bullshit.”
“Your rules, not mine.”
I stepped back and watched him stand from the bed he’d been laying on.
His dick was as hard as it was when he’d awakened a few hours earlier.
I wanted nothing more than to get on my knees and handle that for him, but we’d promised to keep our hands to ourselves.
So far, we’d done a great job. Hopefully, we made it off the island without ripping one another to shreds.
“When we get back home, get ready to hand that pussy over on a platter. Soon as we hit the door to the crib, you’re dropping them fucking panties.”
“In that case, I won’t wear any. And why are we waiting until we get to the house? There’s an entire plane with nothing but space and opportunity.”
“You’re right about that shit. Don’t even sit down. Head straight to the bedroom when we board, take whatever the fuck you got on, off.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice, love. But, for now, I need you to get your shorts and your tank on. I’m ready for you to pay for some of this pussy you keep referring to.”
“Come on. I’m ready to see how much that shit worth, anyway.”
Tittering, I shook my head from one side to the other. “It’s priceless, boo. Ain’t enough zeros in your bank account to afford this shit.”
“Luckily, there’s enough love in my heart.”
“I guess, but unfortunately, I can’t take love to the register and pay for my things so make sure you don’t forget your wallet.”
“You’re your mother’s child.”
“Ummm. Hmmm. And my mother’s child wants to stop for a drink before we go into town and visit the shops.”
“Whatever you want, baby girl,” Keanu replied, sliding into his shoes.
Hand-in-hand, we made our way back to the place that had some of the best drinks I’d ever tasted and food to match.
We arrived, and as promised, I only ordered one beverage.
The twenty minutes it took me to finish it off, we sat at the bar deciding which stores we would tackle and the order in which we would tackle them in.
When we hit them, we hit them hard. Keanu spared no expenses and telling me no simply wasn’t in his plans.
Anything and everything I held up, tried on, or stared at for too long, he added to his tab.
By the time we headed back to the resort where our private villa was, we needed a minivan to accommodate us.
I fell onto the bed, completely exhausted from the day’s activities.
I didn’t give a damn about those bags or how they’d make it inside.
Rest was the only thing on my agenda and that’s exactly what I got the minute my head hit the pillow.
The continuous sound of Keanu moving about our space was even better than nature sounds, putting me to sleep in minutes.
“Hey,” Keanu called out to me as he rubbed the side of my cheek with the back of his hand.
“Hmmm?”
“Dinner is ready,” he informed me, pushing my hair from my face.
“I’m so tired.”
“I know. Would you like me to bring it to bed?” he offered.
“No. I know you were looking forward to dinner together. I don’t want to be lazy or ruin your moment.”
“You won’t,” he assured me.
“Can I have ten minutes to get myself together?”
“Of course.”
“Okay. Help me up. I promise not to be long.” I yawned.
“Ten minutes,” he confirmed.
“Ten minutes. Did you miss me while I was asleep?”
“You don’t even have a clue how much.” Keanu smiled.
His cheeks rose and showed off those addictive dimples. They were the deepest, puffiest craters I’d ever seen, and they made him that much more handsome. Leaning forward, he placed his pillow soft lips on top of mine.
“Ummmm. I missed you, too.”
“Then, hurry, so you can join me,” he suggested, standing from the bed and pulling me up with him.
Once I was up on my feet, I stood on the tips of my toes and gave his lips another peck. Underneath his tough exterior, Keanu was the sweetest. And to top it all off, he was mine.
“Go. I’ll be out in ten minutes.”
“Aight. I’m going to spark a blunt while I wait.”
“Don’t let the food get cold.”
“It’s still under fire. See you in a few.”
Before I tiptoed to the bathroom, he stepped forward and cuffed my ass cheeks in his palms. My thong disappeared in my pussy as the late night air brushed against my backside. Quickly lost in the moment, my fingers lowered until I was gripping a handful of his hard dick.
“Chill.” He grunted.
“You started.”
“You’re right. My bad.” He chuckled, dropping his hands and backing away from me.
It was then that I noticed he’d changed clothes.
The black Amiri fit that he wore made his…
his dick stand out. I liked that. I loved that.
In less than twenty-four hours, I’d be sliding up and down it.
I could wait a little longer, I imagined.
Because when the time came, he’d have to pry my pussy lips from around it.
I was beyond prepared to milk him for every ounce of semen that was stored in his balls.
“You’re handsome.”
“Thanks, baby girl.”
“Let me get myself together really quickly. See you in ten, babe.”
Without a verbal response, Keanu nodded.
He stayed put, watching my backside wiggle as I tiptoed into the bathroom, finally.
Ten minutes. I wasn’t sure how I’d upgrade my entire look in ten minutes, but I’d make it work.
The perfect ensemble was already heavy on my mind so choosing wouldn’t be an issue. Keanu had purchased so many options.
Because there wasn’t any time for a shower, I settled for a quick wash up that only took two minutes of the ten minutes that I had.
I fluffed my freshly washed lashes, lined my lower lash line, blushed my cheeks, and coated my lips with clear gloss.
That was all the makeup I needed and all that Keanu would probably approve of on this vacation since he’d requested I stay bare-faced.
For my hair, I decided on a quick, low bun that brought more attention to my facial structure and features.
The bun paired well with the thick, gold hoops that I’d picked up from a local boutique full of the prettiest, authentic accessories for men and women.
We’d even gotten Keanu a gold anklet that I forced him to love as much as I did.
He reiterated the fact that it wasn’t his thing but couldn’t help but admit that he looked fly in it once he tried it on.
I didn’t miss the anklet dangling above the sneakers he wore with his fit tonight.
Because Keanu was dressed in black, I decided to go with the black number that I’d picked up from one of the tiny shops along one of the strips we’d visited.
The dress was made of real silk and hung dangerously low in the front.
The back, too, was nearly fully exposed.
Though it ran the length of my entire body, it still made me feel like I was wearing almost nothing.
Before sliding it onto my body, I slathered lotion all over me.
I didn’t want to ruin the fabric with oil, so I skipped that step.
On my feet, I opted for a YSL pump that was black in color and as elegant as the dress I paired it with.
The Funny Bunny polish on my toes and nails perfectly contrasted the black I was covered in.
I completed my look with the AP that Luca had purchased along with a simple diamond tennis necklace that had been a recent gift from Laike.
I stood in front of the full-length mirror that was beside the bathroom and gave myself a once over. Utterly obsessed with my reflection, I decided against changing a single thing. Flawless. From head to toe.
Anxious to see Keanu again, I journeyed toward the deck where I was certain he was waiting for me. I slid the glass door back slightly and stepped out into the night breeze. The candle lit table that was only a few feet away was the first thing that caught my attention. Keanu’s voice was the next.
“You look stunning,” he said, causing me to snap my neck in the direction of his voice.