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Growing Love	By : BlissGirl4Life Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1677 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Growing Love
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Chapter Four: Love is Paradise
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“I’m so exhausted. I’m so glad we’re finally here,” Chris said with a yawn as he set our bags down in our hotel room. We had been in the air for five and half hours, and had an hour and a half layover. We had left at nine in the morning, and with the time zone difference, and it was almost three p.m. by the time we arrived in our hotel room.

“What? You’re not going to tell me what a good job I did on picking out our hotel?” I wrapped my arms around him from behind, and kissed the side of his neck.
Chris smiled. “You did do a good job, baby. It’s just that we got up early, and then had to sit on the plane for five and a half hours, then hang out in an airport for another hour and a half. I need a nap.”
I released him, and walked over to the balcony. I opened the doors to it, and stepped out. We had such a beautiful view. I rested my hands on the railing, and looked out at the ocean. I closed my eyes, and felt the wind rushing over me. It felt so amazing. I swear the air smelled tropical. I would be willing to bet it was the closest to Heaven on earth as one could get.
Chris wrapped his arms around me from behind, and nuzzled his cheek against mine. “It is beautiful, isn’t it?”
I nodded, and placed my hands overtop of his. “It sure is. I think I could live here.”
“I think you’d get sick of it and miss your family eventually,” Chris replied.
I turned to face him, and held him close. “As long as I’d have you right here with me, I’d have all I needed.”
“Good response,” he said before kissing me.
I moaned into the kiss. “Maybe bed is a good idea after all,” I said.
He smiled, and held my face between his hands. “Somehow I don’t think we have the same reasons for wanting to go to bed.”
“Come on, baby. Don’t you want to have a little fun? It’s our second honeymoon. We should be getting naked; not getting into our pajamas.” I kissed up Chris’ neck to the spot behind his ear. I was trying anything to get him to say yes to me. This usually worked. Key word being usually.
“Baby, I wouldn’t be any good this tired. Let me take an hour nap, and then I promise, I’ll be ready to do whatever you want.” Chris picked up two bags and headed into the bedroom.
I sighed, and picked up the rest of the bags, before following him into the bedroom.
We set our bags down next to each other’s and then he sat down on the bed and took off his shoes and socks. “Just one hour. I promise.” He smiled up at me. “Wanna nap with me?”
I shook my head. “You may want to waste the day, but I’m not going to. I’m going to go explore the resort.”
Chris yawned. “Be my guest.” He pulled back the covers of the bed, and climbed in. He lay down and closed his eyes.
I watched him for a moment, and when it became apparent that those eyes were not going to open anytime soon, I left the bedroom, grabbed my hotel key, and then left the hotel room. I would find something to do. I sure wasn’t going to be a stick-in-the-mud like Chris was being. Humph!
B∞C

I felt bad for being so tired. I especially felt bad since Blake had paid for the trip. However, I knew I would be no fun for him if I was tired. The bed really felt nice. The comforter was a white down comforter, and it was Heaven. The balcony doors to our bedroom were open, and the breeze came in and washed over me. It was paradise. I slept so good.
I woke up only when I felt myself being undressed. My mind was still a little hazy from sleep, so at first I didn’t know what was going on, or where I was. Then I remembered I was in Hawaii with Blake. I felt the belt to my jeans being pulled off, and a moment later, I heard the plop from it falling to the ground. It was obviously Blake, but I wanted to see what he had planned. I pretended to still be sleeping.
I felt my button and zipper being undone next, and then I felt my jeans slowly being pulled off of me. I had to struggle not to smile when Blake had a little trouble getting my jeans past my hips.
Finally, he managed to get them down with a hard yank. He pulled them off of me. I heard as they fell to the floor with a swishing noise.
It took everything in me not to react when his hands ran over the front of my boxer-briefs. How are you going to get those off, hm? I wondered to myself.
He slipped his hands underneath me, and tugged at the waistband.
I decided to make it easy for him. I lifted my hips ever so slightly. It was subtle enough so that he didn’t know I was helping.
“Well that was easy,” Blake said, sounding proud of himself, and sounding like he was on one of those Staples commercials.
I didn’t hear my underwear drop to the floor, but I’m sure he must have thrown it there. I had to fight not to laugh. Blake could be so full of himself sometimes. I think that is what made it easy for him to believe he had gotten my underwear off all by himself.
I felt as his hands ran slowly up my chest and over my nipples. I sucked in a breath, hoping he hadn’t noticed. I slowly let it out.
He began kissing up my neck and his lips ghosted over my ear. “I know you’re awake, baby. Try to fake it while I’m doing this…”
Busted! I thought, my eyes still closed. Doing what? I then wondered. I didn’t have to wonder long, for soon I felt his lips wrapping around my cock. I gasped in surprise, and my eyes instinctively shot open.
He smiled up at me, my cock still in his mouth. He let it fall from his lips just long enough to taunt me. “I knew that would work.” He grinned, and then took me into his mouth again.
I closed my eyes again and moaned. It had been a while since he had done this, and I was not about to stop him. I wasn’t tired anymore anyway.
B∞C

I had walked along the pool. It was so big, and I knew Chris and I would be enjoying that later. I even went into the spa and made an appointment to get a couples’ massage for the next night. Next, I got a piña colada at the bar, and then I was bored again. I looked at my watch and saw that in fifteen minutes, Chris would have been taking his nap for an hour. So, I had checked out the gym, knowing that Chris would probably want to work out there at least one time while we were here. Finally, I had headed back up to the room, where I found Chris still sleeping on our bed. That was when I had gotten my idea to see how far I could go undressing him without him waking up. I knew he was awake when he lifted his lips up to help me get his underwear off. I knew he probably didn’t think I knew he had helped me. I was happy to have gotten back at him, by telling him I was on to him. The look on his face when I sucked him was priceless. Too bad I hadn’t thought to have the camera ready. It would have made for one heck of a picture for one of those scrapbooks Chris liked to make with Jordin.
“You don’t play fair,” Chris said, almost in a whisper.
I released him from my mouth. “Well, if you want me to stop, I can.”
His eyes shot open, and he leaned up a bit to look at me. “Will you stop doing that?”
“Stop what? Sucking you? I just did.” I smirked.
“You know darn well what I mean. Stop stopping,” Chris snapped.
“Yes, Sir!” I said. I took him into my mouth again, and he lay back down, moaning loudly.
I fondled his balls and continued to suck him.
“Baby….” His fingers tangled in my hair, and this encouraged me to give him more.
I brought my mouth up the shaft, licking the underside, and then sucking only the head.
He swore, and his fingers tightened in my hair a little bit.
I moaned, knowing how the vibration would drive him wild. I held his hips down, knowing that he was going to arch them up towards me.
Sure enough, he swore again, and tried to arch his hips upward.
I held him firmly down, and sucked him a little harder.
He swore again, and I could taste his pre-cum on my tongue. I loved the taste of him. He was intoxicating—better than any alcoholic drink I’ve ever had.
I deep throated him again, and more swear words fell from his mouth. He was gripping my hair so tightly now, but I didn’t feel any pain. I was too concentrated on bringing him to his climax.
“Baby… Baby, I’m so close…” Chris whispered.
I moaned in response, and fondled his balls again.
He let out a sound that was across between a swear word and a moan. It was hard to tell what.
I hummed around his cock, not stopping until he was coming hard down my throat, practically pressing my head down on him, swearing, and screaming my name.
I drank down everything he had to offer me, and then, after licking up his shaft and making sure my tongue got every last drop, I crawled up his body and kissed him deeply.
His tongue slipped into meet with mine to taste himself on me. He loved tasting himself on me. I know this because he loved to do this every time I finished sucking him.
“Mm… So, are you still tired?” I asked once we had managed to stop kissing. I collapsed down beside him.
He moaned, and then sat up to remove his shirt. He dropped it to the floor with the rest of his clothes, and then began to undress me. “No. You just got me in the mood is all.” His voice was husky and filled with lust, and he was already slightly hard again.
I grinned. “Mission accomplished.”
B∞C

That boy drove me crazy. He always knew just what I wanted; what I needed. Well, right then, what I needed was to be buried deep inside of him. I wanted to make him come as hard as he had made me come.
He smirked. “Well, you didn’t take long getting me naked. I think that’s a new record.”
“What did you expect? You can’t just get me all worked up like that and expect me not to retaliate,” I murmured.
He wrapped his arms around my neck, and ran his hands over the back of my scalp. “Well, I can’t exactly complain about that.”
I lowered my eyes, and kissed him. “Where did we pack the lubricant?” I asked, my mind too hazed with lust to think straight.
“Everything is in our toiletries suitcase,” he said.
I rolled my eyes and smiled. “Right.” Blake had so much hair supplies that we had had to pack a small suitcase just to fit everything.
I walked over to our toiletries suitcase and unzipped it. I searched through it until I found the box of condoms and the lubricant tube. I then headed to the bed.
“I’ll wear one of those now so as not to mess up the bedding, but I’m not wearing one when I’m inside of you,” Blake told me as his eyes fell upon the condom package.
I grinned. “That’s the only reason we got them. I’m not wearing one when I’m inside you either.”
He grinned too. “Just so we’re both clear on that.”
“Mm... Trust me; we are.” I nipped at his neck, and then licked the red welt made. I kissed it, and then flipped open the tube of lubricant and squeezed some lube onto my fingers. It was a warming gel. I knew it was Blake’s favorite kind.
He hissed as I let a finger slide into him.
“You like that, baby? Hm?” I asked, my lips brushing against his ear.
“You know I do,” he said, his voice breathy and husky.
I rubbed the walls of his opening, making sure to give him as much pleasure as I could while stretching him.
He bit his bottom lip, closed his eyes, and moaned. “Yes… Like that, Richie.”
I moaned too, getting slightly harder at the sound of his moans. I let another finger in to meet with the first one, and swirled them around a bit before going back to massaging him.
He swore, and arched downward toward my fingers.
I kissed him, and let a third finger inside. I moved them slowly in and out, feeling him open nicely for me.
“Please, Richie.” He spoke so quietly, I almost didn’t hear him. “I need you inside me.”
I slipped my fingers from him, and used some more lubricant to coat my erection. I was about as hard as I could get by now. I took a condom and tore open the wrapper with my teeth. I then tossed the paper aside, and rolled the condom gently over Blake’s erection. Next, I lay on top of him, and brushed my lips against his left ear. “Are you ready to have me inside now?”
“I’ve been ready, baby,” Blake said.
I moaned as he wrapped his legs tightly around my waist. Then, I held Blake close and slowly entered him. I closed my eyes as his tight warmth enveloped my cock. I knew I wasn't going to last long, but I was going to try to last as long as I could. I refused to come until I had made him come first.
His fingers dug into my back. “Mm... Yes…”
I bit my lip as I felt my cock completely surrounded by him now. I wanted to pound into him. He felt so good. However, I never wanted to hurt him, so I paused, letting him adjust. Though by now, he was so used to having me inside that I was sure his body was used to having me inside.
I had only been paused for about ten seconds when I felt his hands move to my backside and press down hard.
“More,” he ordered, his eyes locking with mine.
“Are you sure you’re ready, baby?” I asked. I kissed his neck.
“More. Now. Please?”
I could certainly not turn that request down. With a groan, I began my rhythm inside of him. I couldn’t help but thrust in hard and firm. I needed this too much. His muscles were clenching tightly around my cock, and I swear I was so close to coming. I knew I had to act quick if I wanted to make him come before I did.
I pulled almost all the way out, then pushed back in hard and firm, trying to get as deep inside of him as I possibly could.
He threw his head back and closed his eyes as he swore. “Yes... Yes… Yes…”
The sounds he was making was driving me insane. “I want you to come. Now.” I ordered.
He looked deep into my eyes. They were almost black. “Make me.”
That almost did me in, but I held back. “I’m going to make you come whether you want to or not.”
“Oh, I want to, but you have to earn it,” he said.
I moaned, and quickened my pace. I was determined now. I made my thrusts firm and hard, going as deep as I possibly could.
“You can do better than that,” he said.
I heard myself let out a noise I didn’t even recognize and my thrusts turned frantic. I was so close, and I was damned if I was going to come without making him come first. That would mean I had failed at making my husband climax, and that was not going to fly with me.
I must have done something right, for seconds later, Blake gasped, then his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he moaned loudly. “That’s it…” He said.
“What? This?” I hit the spot again; firm and hard.
He moaned again, and his body began to tremble.
I groaned, pulled almost all the way out, them slammed back into him hard. Then I repeated. That did him in.
With a slew of cuss words, among other things I couldn’t quite make out, he came. I kind of regretted the condom, for it meant I couldn’t feel him come against my chest. There would be time for that later though, I knew.
“Christopher…”
That was all I needed. With a loud grunt, I came hard inside of him. My climax seemed to last forever, and I had to hold onto Blake for support. My whole body was trembling. “Blake…”
Blake held me in his arms and kissed me until I was able to come back down.
I lazily kissed him back, and when I was ready, I gently slipped out of him and lay down next to him.
“Mm… I knew you wouldn’t let me down,” he said, kissing my chest. He sat up and pulled off his condom then, and tossed it in the garbage can that was across the room. It went in with grace.
I smirked. “You could have been a basketball player.”
He lay down next to me, and rested his head on my shoulder. “I’m happy just playing with your balls.”
I laughed. “Chalk one up for you.”
“The maid’s going to be in for a surprise if she pays attention to what she is emptying,” Blake said with a smile.
I grinned. “I’m sure she is used to finding things like that.”
Blake yawned. “Okay. I’m going to be a hypocrite now and take a nap.”
I wrapped my arms around him and yawned. “Good. I thought you were going to be mad at me for wanting to take another nap.” I kissed the top of his head. “And you’re not a hypocrite.”
“I love you, Richie.” He snuggled closer to me under the covers.
“I love you too, Blakey,” I said, closing my eyes, and soon drifting off to sleep with him in my arms.

B∞C

We ended up not waking up until six-thirty. I hadn’t wanted to take a nap, but Chris had worn me out. It was so worth it. That boy never ceased to amaze me in the bedroom, and I had to wonder why I ever liked girls.
When I woke up, I found that Chris was up and in the shower. I smiled, and climbed out of bed. Then I went into the bathroom and got in the shower with him. I wrapped my arms around him. “Why didn’t you wake me?”
He kissed me. “Because you looked so peaceful sleeping. Besides, I had a nap before and you didn’t. I wanted to let you sleep. You were more tired than you thought you were, weren’t you?”
I nodded. “Wanna shower together?”
“I would, baby, but I just finished washing. I’ve already been in here for fifteen minutes. I’ll tell you what. I’ll get your back before I leave.” He took the body puff he had hanging in the shower, and applied body wash to it.
I turned around and let him wash my back. “Any chance of you helping we wash lower?”
He kissed the side of my neck, and washed over my backside, but just covering my cheeks. “If I do that, it’s gonna lead to more. I want to eat dinner, so that is out of the question.”
“Wouldn’t you rather eat me?” I asked hopefully.
He turned me around and smirked. “You’ll be my midnight snack.” He handed me the body puff.
“You can count on that!” I told him, already imagining making love to him and rocking the bed so hard that the people in the next room would complain.
He gave me one last kiss for the time being, and then left the shower.
I sighed, then began to wash my body. He was so going to get it tonight.

After my shower, I shaved, and dressed.
Chris had already shaved and dressed, but was waiting patiently for me. “So, do you know of any good place to eat around here, or should I call the front desk and ask them?”
“I saw an outdoor restaurant by the pool when I went for my walk today. That looked good. It will be a nice photo opportunity for you too. It’s really beautiful down there,” I answered.
Chris got off the bed. “What kind of food do they have. Did you look?”
I nodded. “I just gave the menu a quick glance. They have sea foods and steak. They might have more.”
He shrugged. “Good enough.”
So, I finished dressing, and doing my hair, then Chris grabbed his camera and our room key, and we headed down to the restaurant.

A big Hawaiian guy with a Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts, and black flip flops greeted us when we arrived. His name tag red that he was the host, and named Kekipi. “Aloha! Welcome to Tropica Restaurant! Two?”
“Aloha! Yes, there will be two,” Chris said politely.
“Right this way,” Kekipi said. He led us to one of the wooden tables.
“May I please get a picture with you before we sit down?” Chris asked Kekipi.
“Sure! Do you both want to get in?” Kekipi asked. “Your lovely waitress can get the picture.” He turned to a girl with dark hair in a bun on her head. She had on a Hawaiian print tank dress, and black sandals. “Lana, will you please come over here and get a picture of us?”
I felt like a dork getting a picture with the waiter, but since he hadn’t waited for an answer, I had no choice.
“Aloha! You would like a picture?” Lana said, coming over to us.
“Aloha! Yes, please,” Chris told her.
So, Chris and I posed on each side of Kekipi, and Lana took the photo. Then of course, Chris wanted one of us with Lana, so Kekipi took that one. I thought that was the end of it, but then Kekipi mentioned that Lana was his daughter, so Chris really wanted a photo of us with Kekipi and Lana together. So, Kekipi called a busboy out, and the busboy took a picture of the four of us together. Finally, we got to sit down. I was a little embarrassed, but I let it go. It made Chris happy, so it was all right.
We ordered our drinks, and then looked over our menus. When Lana came back with our drinks, we ordered our meals.
Once Lana was gone, Chris took my hands in his. “I love you. Thank you so much for bringing me here.”
“I love you too. I’m just happy to be here with you,” I said. I could hardly wait to get him home to bed. I could never get enough of him, and it felt so good to know that he felt the same way about me.

B∞C

Dinner and dessert had been great. After we paid the bill and left the tip, not to mention said goodbye to Lana and Kekipi, Blake showed me around the area that he had looked around earlier. After that, we held hands and walked long the small beach area of our hotel.
We were halfway down the beach when Blake stopped me. He held me close and kissed me.
I kissed him back. It was so perfect kissing in front of the ocean and underneath the stars, the ocean breeze blowing through our hair.
“You’re so beautiful,” Blake said to me after breaking a particularly delicious kiss.
My eyes lowered, and I took his hand in mine. “Lets go to bed.”
“But I’m not tired,” he said, batting his eyelashes.
“If you’re trying to look innocent, it isn’t working,” I teased, grinning.
He grinned too. “Oh, I'm definitely not innocent. I’m very naughty.” 
“Show me.” I said.
He nodded, took my hand, and began leading me back to our hotel.
I was already liking this honeymoon even better than our first one.
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