19. Drew
“What’s this?” Pretty asked, removing the three envelopes from the pumpkin in the middle of the table.
“This is our next date. You choose,” I replied. We were having breakfast at a little French café on the island. We had eaten croissants, baguettes with chocolate, scrambled eggs, fruit, and several slices of ham.
“Ooh! Let’s see what we’ve got,” she stated, preparing to slide a fingernail underneath an envelope.
“Wait a minute; you have to choose one. You can’t just open them all and then select one,” I warned, laughing as my hand rested on hers.
She pretended to pout. “Aww, where’s the fun in that?”
“This is the fun—seeing what you’ll pick. Besides, you can’t go wrong, no matter what you choose.”
“Okay. Have it your way,” she replied, continuing to pretend to pout. She weighed them in her hands as though she were weighing a major judicial decision. She finally chose envelope three.
“Can I open them all now?” she asked after choosing number two. She handed the chosen one to me as she held the others she hadn’t chosen.
“Yeah, baby.”
She ripped open each envelope and pouted.
Envelope 1
Crystal Lake Trail hike and picnic
Envelope 3
Lunch cruise with live band
“Those sound like they would have been so much fun. Let’s see what option I chose,” she declared excitedly.
I handed the envelope back to her. Her face went from surprise to elated joy as she squealed.
Envelope 2
Vineyard tour and a private lunch on Crystal Lake overlook.
“Baby, thank you so much!” she exclaimed, jumping from her seat and running around to my side of the table. She plopped down in my lap and kissed me deeply. I cupped her ass and slid my tongue inside of her mouth. She was sweet and creamy, just the way that I liked her.
“I should’ve been surprising you all along. If this is how you thank a brother, I want to be thanked every day all day.”
She laughed and smacked my chest. “When can we get started?”
“We’ve finished breakfast, and I planned for us to take a nap first. We could hop in the shower later and get dressed before we head back out for the tour.”
“What are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
I chuckled. “Okay, babe. Let’s head out.”
She stood, and I wrapped her hand up with mine.
Her tiny palm fit perfectly in my hand the way that she fit perfectly in my life.
In the two short months that Pretty had been in my life, she had changed it drastically.
I almost didn’t recognize the man I was before.
Sometimes, I thought that I’d been waiting for her to pop up in my life.
“I could live like this forever. This trip has inspired me in ways that I haven’t been inspired in a long time, Drew. How could you have known that you would unlock something in me that I locked away a long time ago?”
I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. “I pray that I’m always your inspiration, baby.”
We toured the vineyard for two hours, and we had just finished our lunch at the overlook. We could see the waves rolling in on the beach below.
“I can see the dolphins from here. Do you see how the sun glints off their heads making it look like they’re wearing a crown of diamonds? Look, they’re so beautiful and playful,” she professed.
“I love how the sun highlights the gold flecks in your beautiful green eyes and picks up the caramel strands in your chestnut brown hair,” I commented.
She looked up at me and blushed.
“You’re so beautiful, baby.”
“Thank you, Drew.”
She leaned deeper into my embrace, and I kissed the top of her head. I had just pulled back when she jumped. “There’s an orca!” she shouted, pointing to where she had spotted it.
“I should have brought my canvas and paints. I would have loved to paint this view.”
“How about I bring you back tomorrow so that you can sketch it?”
“I don’t understand,” she declared, looking up at me from over her shoulder.
“I spoke with Lauren, and she told me exactly what you needed. I purchased all those items and had them delivered already. They’re all at the resort office. They called me this morning and told me everything had been delivered. I asked them to lock them in the office.”
“You’re so damn sweet and thoughtful, Drew.”
I kissed the side of her neck, and she dropped her head sideways to give me more access. My hands cupped her breasts in her white cotton shirt. I fingered her nipples until they hardened against the pads of my fingers, and she arched into them.
My tongue caressed the side of her neck, enjoying her salty sweetness that I found there. The music from the ocean waves crashing against the shore urged me to touch her further south. I slid my hand down the front of her capris and felt her tight, hot, wet pussy.
“Drew.” She released a moan and arched deeper against my hand. When I fingered her, she dropped her head back on my shoulder. She offered no words of hesitation, denial, or reprimands. She wanted what I offered her and so much more.
Pretty’s legs spread wider for me, and I fingered her deeper and faster until three knuckles were buried inside of her. When I pulled my fingers back, I sucked them clean.
“I love when you indulge in me,” she stated.
“I love it when you indulge me,” I replied, shoving my fingers inside of her again.
When I pulled out again, she spun around and faced me with her arms locked behind my neck. She licked my fingers clean before I sucked her tongue. Luscious moans drifted from her lips when I slowly rolled her shirt up and tossed it on the ground.
I walked to the table that had been set up for our private lunch and pulled a basket from underneath and removed a blanket from within.
Pretty helped me spread it out before she reclined on the blanket.
“Come here.” She reached her hand toward me and pulled me down beside her. “I need to feel your mouth on me.”
I lowered my head to suck her nipples, and it wasn’t long before I had her capris and panties off, and she stood again on the rocky cliff, but this time she was naked before me.
“This is the picture I’d want to paint,” I confessed, taking her body in from head to toe. My hands skimmed over her curves before I stripped my clothes. I pulled her to me and kissed her before I pulled her down onto the blanket again.
“Can I have you?” I asked, moving between her legs and positioning my arousal at her entrance.
“Yes, baby. I’m all yours.” She spread her legs wider and prepared to take me.
It wasn’t long before my dick filled her tight walls, and she moaned as she welcomed me inside. She was wet, hot, and tight. Her hips rose to meet mine, and I was thankful for the essence of her that clung to me.
Pretty’s hips gyrated and welcomed every one of my thrusts, dips, and strokes, and I didn’t want to ever pull out of her.
“Aww, Pretty. Why’re you still so tight? So hot?”
“It’s all for you, baby.”
I gripped her hips and pulled her up to me. I pushed deeper into her, connecting us in a way that was impossible to sever our connection.
“Fuck yeah, baby. You feel so good wrapped around me.”
“Ahh! Mm-mm. Gimme more, Drew. I want more.”
She pushed her hips up hard into me, and a strong breeze blew over our bodies, moist with a gentle spray of ocean mist.
When she locked her arms around me, I covered her mouth with mine. She arched her back, popped her pussy, and tightened it around me. I pumped hard and in short, fast propulsions until I felt her leaking on my dick.
The more she leaked, the louder she moaned, despite me covering her kisses.
The louder she moaned, the harder time I had trying to hold my nut back.
I gave up and stopped trying to fight it.
I gave in to the feeling and exploded inside of her.
I wanted her to have every gift I blessed her with, and she received it with a welcome, open, and suctioning motion.
After we finished having sex, we walked along the beach and talked for a while. We had gone back to the villa to nap again, shower, and get dressed up for dinner. We ate dinner on the lanai before we headed back out to walk the gardens.
It was a quiet evening, and the air was redolent with the sweet scent of flowers mixed with the saltiness of the ocean spray misting the air.
“What was your first impression when you saw me?” she asked.
“Magnetic.” I kneeled and plucked a hibiscus flower and placed it in her hair. The smile that she rewarded me with made a nigga feel weak in his knees.
“Why that word?” She giggled.
“Because I was talking with someone, and I remember feeling a strong urge to look up. When I finally did, my eyes were drawn to a corner of the room, and there you were. I couldn’t take my eyes off you no matter who I was speaking with or speaking about.
You were like a magnet drawing my eyes in until I had to be near you, to hear you, to smell your scent, to touch you—to be with you. ”
“My God, you’re such a romantic. Who says that football players are big, dumb jocks?” she asked, laughing as she leaned in for a kiss.
I cupped the back of her head and kissed her lips slowly. “I got a lot of big things on me, beautiful lady, but the only dumb thing I’ve ever done was not insist we stay in touch and let you walk out of that hotel suite.”
“Mm.” Pretty smiled and brushed her finger over my eyebrows.
“Have I surpassed that other great date yet?”
“Baby, when you let me know that we were going to Sorrel Island, you far surpassed that date.” She giggled.
“Good. I plan to give you plenty of dates that are far better than that one.”
We kissed, and I pulled back and stared at her for several long seconds.
“Wanna know what my first impression of you was?” she asked.
“What?”
“Warmth. Comfort. Security. Arousal. In that order.”
“Damn. Glad I could be of service, ma’am.”
“How about we head back to the villa, and you service me now?” she suggested.
“I think I can accommodate you.” I swept her off her feet, and she whooped and then burst into a fit of giggles.