Part 78
The sun was almost completely below the horizon as Nick and Becca watched the other boat carry their friends back to the mainland. In unison they sighed.
"Tired?" Nick asked, rubbing Becca's back.
"Not too tired to make love with my husband." She smiled as he gazed tenderly at her. "Wow," she said.
"I know," he agreed. "I don't feel different, but everything's changed."
Taking his hand, she led him below to the master suite, giggling at the sign on the door. As they pulled away the crepe paper streamers, they opened the door to the next surprise of the day. There were rose petals everywhere, candles softly burning and tiny valentine candies everywhere. Each had a message: 'true love', 'b mine', luv 4-ever' and many more. A heart shaped mylar balloon floated by the bed, tied onto a small jar of scented body lotion and taped to the back of the door was a poster-sized print of Becca and Nick that had been taken at Howie and Sarah's wedding.
"This is amazing, Nick." Becca stood in the center of the room, looking around at the fantasy their friends had created for them.
"They're the best," he said, kissing her on the neck just below her ear. He had come to stand behind her and was carefully moving her hair away to kiss her again as she shivered.
"Cold?"
"No, just a little nervous I think."
"Why, baby? It's just you and me." He kissed her again, nipping at her earlobe.
"I know, but I've never had a wedding night before!"
"And I plan to make it one you'll never forget."
Becca sighed once more as she felt his fingers at the zipper on the back of her dress and her skin tingled in anticipation. It wasn't until the dress was completely open that she remembered. "Nick-"
"Mmm hmm " he murmured, kissing his way down her spine and licking a trail from one spot to the next.
"I oh." Her thoughts were interrupted as his hands reached inside her dress and cupped her breasts, squeezing gently over the fabric of her satin bra.
"So beautiful, Bec. God, you're so beautiful." Slowly he pushed the fabric over her shoulders and to her waist, where it caught on her tummy. He laughed, softly. "Ya know, it used to just fall to the floor "
"Well, that was before."
"Doesn't matter, Bec. I love the way you look, what our baby's done to you. God, you're sexy like this." He rubbed his hands over her tummy and she sighed in bliss. It felt so good. "But I love you better with fewer clothes on."
Her dress hit the floor, followed by her bra. Her white lace panties were all that was left and Nick dropped to his knees behind her, running his fingers beneath the waistband.
Becca moaned at his touch and he kissed the small of her back, pulling her panties down to the floor. She gasped as he kissed her behind her knee and up the back of her thigh and knew the exact moment when he saw it. He stopped abruptly and made an unintelligible sound in the back of his throat.
Becca held her breath, and he could tell she was holding it in, just waiting for him to comment. So he didn't.
Instead, he grasped her hips in his fingers and kissed around the newly inked patch of skin. He could see that it was tender, and knew to be careful. He couldn't believe she'd actually done it, and *what* she'd chosen. Carefully he traced the design with his tongue, smiling when she trembled in his hands.
"Nick-" she whimpered.
"Easy, Bec. You're just full of surprises this week, arent you?" He reached between her legs, his fingers searching out her moist, heated center and plunging deeply within.
She instinctively moved her feet giving his fingers easier access as he nipped at the soft, curvy flesh of her bottom. "Oh."
"Anything else I need to know about?" he asked, standing and reaching for her breasts with his free hand.
"No. God, no. I promise. That's that's all." She was being driven slowly over the edge by his fingers and his mouth and had yet to even see his eyes. She suddenly felt a rush of moisture between her thighs as he twisted her nipple between his fingers and sucked at her neck. "Nick, please-" she gasped, moving against his hand.
"Come on, Becca," he urged.
She shook her head. "No, I want-"
"You'll have me, baby. Later. This one's for you, so let go." Faster he moved against her slick folds, pressing deep within and then drawing her juices over the swollen knot of flesh above. Holding her up when her legs threatened to give way, he urged her on once more. Licking the shell of her ear her whispered, "Come."
She shattered, screaming his name and flooding his hand. "I love you," she said breathlessly. "God, I love you so much."
Turning her in his arms he kissed her, long and deep, his hands weaving into her hair as he tasted her mouth. Breaking the kiss he lifted his head to look at her. Her hair was in wild disarray, her face was flushed and her eyes, god, her eyes. They were deep, dark pools, their color lost in her arousal. As he shed his clothes to stand naked before her, he never once took his eyes from hers.
Stepping closer, he framed her face in his hands, groaning as she reached between their bodies to grasp his hard length in her fingers.
"Is it later yet?" she whispered.
"I think so, god Bec-" He groaned as her fingers stroked him, pulling firmly on his erection.
"Make love to me, Nick. Please?"
There was no need to ask twice. Together they lay on the bunk, Nick poised above her on his hands and knees. He kissed her softly, rubbing himself against her, teasing her. He could feel her hands in his hair as he moved slowly over her body stopping to kiss her breasts and tug gently with his teeth, then licking it better with his soft, wet tongue. She was writhing beneath him when he stretched out between her thighs and parted the heated folds with his fingers, blowing a cool breath on her overheated flesh.
Her hips rose off the mattress when he touched his tongue to the swollen bud and she cried out into the night. Slowly, maddeningly, he swirled his tongue tip around her clit holding her hips in place with his hands and finally sucking on her delicate flesh. Her entire body began to tense and just before she came, he rose above her once again and slid himself deep within her body, groaning at the intensity of the contact. He wanted it to last all night, but there was no way to stave off the impending explosion. As her walls began to contract around him he sped up his thrusts, rocking back on his heels and pulling her legs up over his thighs.
Becca whimpered, her eyes trying desperately to focus on his as they both began to lose control.
She purposely tightened around him and just before he came, he took her hand and pressed it to the place where they were joined. Guiding her fingers with his, he stroked her slick bud and pushed her over the edge to rapture. Her body clenching about his set off his own orgasm and he thrust deeply into her body as he filled her with his sticky seed.
Rolling away from her, Nick pulled her close to his side as they drifted off into a sated, dreamless sleep. They awakened during the night to make love again, and then once more at dawn. The sun was just beginning to rise as they carried their breakfast up onto the bow of the boat to sit beneath a blanket and watch the changing colors of the eastern sky. As the sea birds began to circle overhead, Nick spread out the blanket on the deck and Becca made sweet love to him, leaving no part of him untouched or unloved. She rose above him, settling back against his hips as he lifted up to meet her body. Her breasts swayed above his mouth as she moved upon him, her hair swept against his face and chest and as they reached their climax together, the earth was still, silent and filled with sunlight.
Their late morning flight to Atlanta was a silent affair, as they dozed together hand in hand, identical smiles on their tired faces.