Shame On Me (18 page)

“You want to have my babies?” he asks as he nuzzles my tattoo.

“Yes.”

“Will you love me forever?”

“Hell yeah,” is my breathless response.

Ethan trails his lips from my tattoo to the back of my neck. A shiver takes over my body and my head falls forward. OMG, I love when he kisses the back of my neck. His arms snake around to my breasts as he softly licks my neck. My hands cover his as he trails them down my belly. His hands stop at the top of my panties and his mouth grazes my ear. I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped me if I wanted to.

“What’s the matter darlin’?”

“You know what I need.”

“Tell me,” he breathes as he licks my ear.

“Your fingers.”

“Where?”

He’s trying to kill me!

“In my cupcake.”

I hear his soft chuckle and smile as I remember how much he laughed the first time I told him what I call my vag.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get use to that name,” he says as he dips two fingers inside.

“If you marry me then you’ll have a lifetime to get use to it,” I moan.

“Very true.”

He slowly moves his fingers in and out working me up.

“Another?” I can’t speak so I nod and he adds another finger to the party. My back arches slightly and a light sheen of sweat breaks out on my skin.

“You’re already clenching my fingers. Are you ready to cum for me?”

Another nod and whimper.

“What got you so hot so quick? Is it my fingers in your pussy or knowing my dick is going to find your g-spot and be relentless?”

I can’t hold my flood back anymore; I end up spraying his hand and part of the floor. He continues to finger me and quickly gets me heated up again. Just as I’m nearing another orgasm he removes his fingers and licks two of them clean. He holds the third one out to me and I suck it clean. I’m then dragged to the end of the bed and watch as he collapses backward onto it.

“Sit on my face darlin’.”

I quickly yank down my panties, crawl up his body on all fours, and squat so my cupcake lines up perfectly with his mouth. His hands palm my butt and pull me closer to his mouth. Ethan doesn’t lick me softly; he eats me like a starving man.

His slurping and sucking noises fill the room and the sounds push me into my orgasm. My hips buck as if I’m running from him so he tightens his hold on me and swallows my orgasm greedily. He continues to lap at me and it forces me to have a small orgasm.

When I come down from my orgasmic high he scoots us to the edge of the bed and pushes me to my knees. I take his cue and quickly place his junk in my mouth.

Tonight is not the night for slow and soft, so I take him straight to the back of my throat. I’m rewarded with his loud moan and his fingers in my hair.

As his junk tickles my tonsils he commands me to play with myself. As I stroke and finger my cupcake I moan around him. My moans turn him on and he moves my head faster.

The faster he moves my head, the faster my fingers stroke my cupcake, and the faster I stroke the more I moan. I feel him swell and know my tongue is about to be coated but he pulls my mouth off his junk and pushes my head to his balls. I take them in my mouth and suck while his free hand strokes his junk. I try to get closer, so I use both of my hands to push his legs further apart.

“I didn’t tell you to stop playing with yourself.” I hear as his grip on my hair tightens. “Hurry and build yourself up so we can cum together.” My fingers hurriedly push me to the brink. I feel my fingers getting wetter when he shoves my mouth back on his junk. “Now darlin’,” he commands and my cupcake obediently floods as he shoots jets of his hot seed down my throat. His loud moans of pleasure are getting me worked up again as I suck him soft.

Ethan continues to guide my head as I’m told to get him hard again. My slurping and sucking does the trick and I’m thrown onto the bed. I watch as he grabs a condom from the nightstand and puts it on before climbing on the bed with me. He pushes my legs apart and inches his junk in me. We’re both breathing hard as he long strokes me and plays with my clit.

“Ethan!”

“Tell me.”

“Cum!”

“When?”

“Now!”

“I want it loud Mia.”

And I do, I cum loud and happy.

Ethan is still pounding into me as he moves a pillow from behind my head to under my booty. Once he does, he hits my g-spot head on. It is a little painful but I know that when I cum it’ll be awesome. My whimpers let him know just how close I am.

“I want it wet Mia,” and with that command I spray him and the bed. He’s pounding into me like a mad man when he commands me to cum again; and I do.

I’m breathing so hard that I should be worried, but that doesn’t stop us. I’m rolled to my side and he settles behind me. He quickly pushes back inside of me and pumps hard. I shriek when he touches my sensitive clit.

“Make me cum Mia.”

“Go deeper babe.”

He does and I hear his appreciative groan.

“So tight.”

“Made just of you.”

“Your pussy feels great.”

“Then reward me for being your good girl.”

His harsh breathing is right against my ear and I can’t help but squirt him again. His strokes quicken and he holds me tight as his orgasm takes over him.

We both fall asleep with him still in me but a short while later he changes the sheets as I blow out the candles. We meet in the shower and quickly tumble into bed in exhaustion.

“Happy anniversary babe.”

“Happy anniversary Mia.”

****

Three Weeks Later…Wednesday Night

“Babe when are you going to pack?” I ask as I place another pair of folded jeans into my suitcase.

“All I have to do is throw in some shirts, pants, and underwear. I don’t think it will take all night.”

“What if you forget something like swimming trunks? I mean would you really want to miss me in this?”

Ethan’s eyes light up as he stares at the light blue bikini I’m holding before walking to the closet and yanking out his suitcase. I smile in triumph until I see that he’s just throwing his clothes in haphazardly. I immediately stop him and make him sit on the couch while I pack both of our bags.

“I like seeing you do your wifely duties,” he says while sipping his beer.

“If you wanted me to pack your stuff all you had to do was ask.”

“What’s the fun in that?”

I roll my eyes as I triple check our clothes and toiletries before closing the suitcases. I throw our tickets, confirmation numbers, money, passports, chargers, and e-readers in my hobo bag before sitting it by the front door.

“I put new toothbrushes and toothpaste in our luggage so you don’t have to worry about adding yours in the morning. Steve should be here around 7am so we need to get to bed.”

“Yes ma’am,” Ethan says as he salutes me.

In a few hours we will be swapping this cold weather for a warmer climate and I
cannot
wait. We’re going to spend all day Thursday exploring Miami and on Friday we’ll be getting on the ship to start our seven day cruise to the Caribbean.

I tug him off of the couch and drag him to the bedroom because the sooner we fall asleep the sooner morning will be here.

****

Friday morning

I can’t wait to get to the ship so I wake up a grumpy Ethan bright and early. We jump on the hotel’s earliest shuttle to the dock and I’m bouncing on my toes in excitement. Because we’re so early we fly through the lines and I anxiously wait to be granted access onto the ship.

I’ve never been on a cruise and I can tell that I’m getting on Ethan’s nerves with all of my questions. I don’t want to annoy him so I pull out our e-readers and hand one to him. I intertwine my arm with his and put my head on his shoulder as we settle in to read.

After thirty minutes of reading, our number is called for early boarding. I excitedly toss our stuff into my purse and pull Ethan to the escalator. I hand him his card that he’ll need to gain entry to the ship and excitedly kiss him.

At the top of the escalator we’re stopped to take a picture then shuffle through a maze of glass tunnels. After we step onto the deck I see a camera crew filming the passengers getting on and I’m happy that I wore my floor length summer dress with my hair in a braid out. I’m so busy watching the camera crew that Ethan has to nudge me through the door onto the boat.

Ethan leads us straight to the main desk to put money on our ship cards. The boat doesn’t allow you to use cash or a credit card on board. So in order to purchase things on board we have to attach a credit card or cash to the ship card we were given.

As we stand in line I take in the grand atrium (where we entered) with its glass elevators, bar, piano, dance floor, views of the ocean, and various floors that open to the atrium. When Ethan is finished we head outdoors.

“Why didn’t you attach a credit card to the ship card?”

“With a credit card they will allow you to keep chagrining to your account even if your credit card is maxed and you have to pay the remaining balance before you can leave the ship at the end of your trip. If you use cash they will only allow you to overspend by about $20. I’d rather spend what I have on there and add more money than go into dept because I didn’t keep a check on how many drinks I’ve been buying.”

“Such a wise man. You’ll make a great dad someday.”

“You think so?”

“I sure do. What do you want to do now?”

“First I’m taking you to eat one of the best burgers you’ll ever have in your life, then a tour of the boat, and later I’ll show you our room.”

“Best burger of my life huh? That’s a tall order to fill.”

“Trust me,” he says as we stand in the small line to get a burger. Based on the size of the line I wasn’t too sure of how great the food would be but after one bite I made him stand in line to get me another one.

By the time we demolish our super tasty burgers and cheese fries the line for burgers is ridiculously long. If the burgers are any indication of the quality of food for the rest of the week, then I will need to use the gym on here daily.

After a tour of this amazingly large ship, Ethan takes me to our room. It’s a cute room with closets to the right, and a small bathroom with the loudest toilet EVER to the left. Walking straight ahead there’s a sofa and table to the left, a vanity with a mirror to the right, a mini fridge and TV to the right, and two twin beds pushed together to the left.

The best part of the room is the large window with a door that leads out to a private balcony. Ethan made me swear not to go online to view the ship so I’m pretty geeked about everything my eyes land on. I turn to him with wide eyes and a smile.

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you darlin’.”

“How about we make out for a little while then go see if the candy store is open?”

“I wish we could but they’ll be doing a boat drill soon and we can’t miss it.”

“Boat drill?”

“Kind of like a fire drill for boats. It’s only in case of an emergency, but we have to go. Plus its fun to see all the people who are already wasted try to stand up straight.” Before I can respond an announcer comes over the loud speaker informing us that its time for the drill.

We opt to go early and have difficulty keeping our laughter quiet while watching the drunks struggling to keep their balance. After the drill we head up to an open deck and wave as we set sail. We stay on deck to enjoy the bon voyage party and drink. We then wander the ship as I eat candy from my candy store haul.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Karma

Formal dinning is served in a large dinning room with tables from 2-10 seats. We are placed at a table that seats 6 and meet people from all over the U.S.

After dinner we catch a family friendly show and later we find an adult only comedy show. When the show is over we go to the nightclub where I proceed to get completely wasted.

It’s a good thing that tomorrow is a day at sea; I’m going to need it to recover from my hangover.

****

When I wake up the next morning Ethan is returning with a full breakfast for him and a bowl of fruit and black tea for me. There he goes again caring for my tummy. How did I survive those months without him?

As we eat Ethan fills me in on the quickie we had on the sun deck and slippery time we had in the shower. I remember the shower because I didn’t want to wet the bed so he compromised but I’m completely blanking on the quickie. I don’t dwell on it because I know he was sober and made sure we didn’t do anything stupid.

After breakfast I dress and enjoy various activities going on around the ship. Somehow Ethan talks me into watching a movie in the 4D theater where the seats move. It was fun but it reminded me why I’m not drinking today.

We eventually wander into the jewelry store to admire all of the sparkling jewels. I notice that they sell charm bracelets and I’ve always wanted one. My eyes stop on an iced out ice blue heart. Ethan notices and I quickly move away before he buys it.