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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 5: Almost Paradise
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“This is going to be so much fun!” Chris said with a grin as we began to board the airplane that would be taking us on our two-hour tour.

“This plane sure is small,” I noted as we sat down in our seats. It only held ten people, and was the smallest plane I had ever been on. I wasn’t scared of flying, but even so, the small plane was making me a little nervous. I kept thinking about all the great singers before me that had died in a plane crash. As great of artists as they were, I was not in any hurry to join the likes of Buddy Holly, The Big Bopper, Ritchie Valens, Patsy Cline, John Denver, or even Aaliyah.
Chris grinned at me. “Don’t worry. The brochure said that this plane is FAA certified and has a perfect safety record.”
“Well, there’s a first time for everything,” I said, thinking of the cliched term, nobody’s perfect.
We were given stereo headsets, which would be feeding us music, and “expert pilot narration," as our guide had called it.
“You’ll be fine, baby. I promise,” Chris said, gently placing a hand overtop of mine, and giving my hand a gentle rub.
We smiled at each other.
I held back the quip about him having no way to promise me something like our plane not crashing. I didn’t want to ruin his good time. Also, I didn’t want to look like a wimp to my husband. Everything would be fine. I just had to keep telling myself that.
B∞C

As the plane ascended in the air, I was so excited. I could hardly wait to see the volcanos and other views. I had my camera ready to take pictures. I planned on making a huge scrapbook full of our Hawaii pictures. Jordin had recently been helping me make cool scrapbooks. She had taught me how to make my pages look nice, and I was currently hooked on scrapbooking. If I had too many photos, I could always put the rest in a regular photo album, I knew.
The first thing we flew over were some rain forests. They were so beautiful! I took a lot of pictures. There were so may tropical birds. I was surprised at all I could see. I hoped my camera took good enough pictures. I had bought a new camera with a zoom in lens special for this trip. Even though I snapped a lot of pictures, I had plenty of film with me, so I knew I’d be okay.
“We can shows these pictures to Sanjaya. He might get homesick though,” Blake commented.
I playfully swatted him. “You’re so mean.”
“What? Monkeys love rain forests! I am just being nice,” he insisted.
I gave him a look. “Right.” I smiled anyway. I knew if Sanjaya were here, he would be making wise ass comments as well.
Next, we flew over “Heavenly Hanna” as the pilot called it. There were so many beautiful sites to see! There were black beaches, views of the coastline, steep cliffs, and waterfalls. Finally, we got to see two volcanos. The first was Haleakala, the world’s largest dormant volcano. That was still in Maui. Next, we got to see a lava flowing from another volcano in what they called “The Big Island of Hawaii.” It was so amazing.
“Look at the rainbow!” Blake said, pointing to the sky outside the window.
I looked, and sure enough there was a full circle rainbow. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. I took a couple pictures, and then turned to Blake and took his hand in mine. “Thank you so much for this trip. I love you so much!”
He smiled, and kissed my hand. “I love you too. That is why I brought you here.”
I kissed him quickly on the lips, and then turned to look out the window again.
On the way back, we even saw some whales in the water below us! Of course I took more pictures. I knew I would never forget this trip, and I was forever grateful to Blake for it.
B∞C

I was so happy that Chris had loved the tour so much. I knew that seeing the volcanos was the number one thing he had wanted to see in Hawaii, so I was glad that he had done it, and that it was even better than he had expected it would be. I enjoyed it too, and had even forgotten about my fear of flying in small planes.
I wanted our first day to be all about Chris, so next, we did the next thing he wanted to do, which was hiking. We had rented a rental car to help get us around, and we picked up some sandwiches, chips, sodas, and brownies. We packed them in our backpacks along with a folded up blanket we had taken from our room and two water bottles, and then we headed to the hiking trail with our cameras in hand.
There was a lot to see. I was amazed at how beautiful Hawaii was. I mean, I had always heard it was beautiful, but it is something you can’t even imagine unless you go there yourself.
Chris and I had used up a roll of film each by the time we found a nice place to sit and eat.
I took the blanket out of my backpack and spread it out for us. Then Chris took out our food and set it up on the blanket.
“Man, it’s nice to sit down,” I said as I collapsed down in front of my food.
“It sure is,” Chris agreed. “I don’t think we have much further to go.”
“I don’t either. We can hike for maybe a half our more, and then head back,” I said.
He nodded. “That’s what I was thinking.”
“So, I was going to wait to tell you after dinner, but I can’t wait. I booked us a couple massage at our hotel spa for tonight,” I said.
He grinned. “Really?”
I nodded. “I figured that since were here, I might as well go all out and make sure we were pampered.”
“Just when I think I can’t possibly love you any more, you end up making me love you more,” he said.
I grinned. “Wanna come over here and thank me?”
He grinned too, and crawled over to me. He sat in my lap, and we kissed for a few moments.
“Mm… Forget lunch. I want you instead,” I murmured.
“We can’t. Someone could walk by at any moment,” he said.
I moaned, and tilted him backwards, slowly lying him on his back on the blanket.
He laughed. “Blake, stop! I mean it. Someone could come by and catch us—a park ranger for all we know. I don’t want to get arrested. It would ruin our trip.”
I sighed, but sat up. I thought he was being a little paranoid, but I knew he wouldn’t be able to enjoy himself with the risk of being caught.
“I promise you can have me tonight,” he said, going back to his lunch.
“I’m not going to forget you said that,” I said with a smirk before digging into my own lunch.
“I won’t let you,” he said.
We both grinned.
B∞C

“Blake, look! A waterfall! I’m glad we wore our swim trunks under our clothes. Let’s go in the water!” I had always dreamed of swimming in the crystal blue waters of Hawaii. Now was my chance. I began to strip off my clothes.
“Mm, as much as I love seeing you strip, are you sure we should? What if we’re not supposed to? What if the water is too deep?” he asked.
I rolled my eyes. “For one, since when is Blake Lewison afraid of breaking the rules? For two, you can see the bottom. It’s not deep at all. It’s only about four feet I’d say. The brochure said it was okay to get in the water, besides.”
Blake looked at the waterfall, and then at me. I was now only in my swim trunks. He sighed. “What the heck? I can’t resist you—especially when you’re hardly wearing anything.”
I smirked, and got into the water.
He quickly stripped down to his swim trunks, and then got into the water with me.
I went straight for the waterfall. I went underneath it and held my head up, closing my eyes, and letting the water pour down over my face.
A moment later, I felt Blake wrapping me in his arms. I opened my eyes, and smiled when I saw he was smiling at me.
“Hello,” he said.
“Hello,” I said back.
Blake’s eyes lowered, as did mine, and he pulled me in for a kiss.
I moaned, kissing him hungrily. Kissing underneath the waterfall was just one more thing to add to the perfect day. I was half tempted to take him up on the offer to make love, but I knew we couldn’t. There were others on the hiking trail, I knew.
For a few moments, neither of us spoke. We just kissed and enjoyed being together. Eventually though, Blake got tired of kissing, and he splashed me.
I gasped.
He laughed, splashed me again, and swam away.
I chased after him, splashing him when I caught up to him. We had a full on splash war for a good five minutes, chasing each other in the water, and just having a fantastic time. We ended up kissing again, and I never wanted the day to end.
However, we eventually had to get out of the water. We put our clothes back on and grabbed our things before heading back.
“I know I’ve already said it today, but I love you,” Blake said, taking my hand in his.
I smiled at him. “I love you too, more than you could ever imagine.”
He kissed me, then we walked the rest of our way to our rental car, still holding hands, and just enjoying being in each other’s company.
B∞C

We really packed in a lot that day. We headed back to the hotel just to drop off our stuff, and then we went to the beach that was right near our hotel. There had been two beach chairs on our balcony in our hotel room, so we folded them up and took them to the beach with us. We found a nice warm sunspot on the beach, and set them up side-by-side there.
“Want me to apply your sunscreen for you?” I asked Chris. I loved applying sunscreen to him. It gave me free access to his body. Not that I needed the sunscreen to get that, but it was a good excuse to rub him down in public. Now that people knew about us, I didn’t mind showing my husband a little love in public. I didn’t want to make a habit of it, but occasionally I didn’t mind.
“Of course, but I get to do you after,” Chris said, sitting sideways at the end of his beach chair.
I smirked, and flipped open the cap of the sunscreen. “Sounds kinky.”
He laughed. “Shut up.”
I spread the sunscreen on his back, and took my time doing it. I massaged it deep into his shoulders, and he moaned.
“Feel good baby?” I kissed the side of his neck, and continued to massage him.
“Yes…” he said, his head rolling to the side a bit.
“Mm… Good.” I kissed his neck once more, and then took a couple more minutes massaging the sunscreen into the remaining places that he needed it. Then, I turned so that my back was facing him, and let him apply it to me.
I closed my eyes, wondering why I had booked the couple massage when Chris and I had each other to give great massages. However, my eyes shot open when I felt his hand sliding beneath my shorts. “What are you doing? I don’t need it there,” I said.
He turned his head and smiled. “You will later.”
I bit my bottom lip. It took all I had in me to stand up, making his hands slip from my swim trunks. That was a little too much publicness for my taste. “You’re going to get it tonight,” I warned him.
“What’s wrong, Blakey? You wanted to do this on the hiking trail.” I could tell he was trying to sound innocent.
“There weren’t people all around on the trail,” I said.
“There could have been.”
“But there weren’t.” I sat back down again. “Don’t worry. You’re going to get everything you want...just later,” I assured him.
He pouted, but nodded. “I had better.”
I grinned. On the way down the beach, I had seen a sign with the beach hours. The beach closed at ten tonight, and it had given me a perfect idea four our last night there. Tonight though, I planned on showing him how much I loved him. “I promise you. Tonight, you will have everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more.”
He gave me a quizzical look. “What do you have up you sleeve, Blake Lewison?”
I shrugged. “I’m shirtless. I don’t have sleeves. See?” I held out my bare arms that he had just massaged sunscreen into.
“You’re weird, but I love you anyway. Come on.” He stood up and held out his hand. “Let’s go in the ocean.”
I grinned, took his hand, and followed him. He wouldn't think I was so weird come our last night. I was sure of that.

The beach had been fun. After, we had packed everything up, went back to our hotel room, put the chairs back where we had found them, and showered. We held back from making love, for we wanted to be really in the mood for it come bedtime.

We had dinner at a beautiful restaurant. It was an indoor restaurant this time, but we had a window seat with spectacular view of the beach.
After dinner, we had to go to get our massages.
We walked into the spa and checked in.
“You didn’t specify when you made your appointment. Will you be getting full body massages, or just from the waist up?” Leighla, the girl behind the counter asked us.
I turned to Chris. “You want a full body massage?”
He shrugged. “It’s up to you.”
I turned back to Leighla. “Why not? We’ll take the full body.”
Leighla smiled. “Excellent! You can go into that room right over there.” She pointed to a room with an open door. “There is a changing room in that room. You can strip down, then lie on the massage tables that you’ll find in there.” She handed us two white terry cloth towels. “You can drape these over your backsides. If you want your back end massaged, they do it over the towel. You can choose to pass on that though, and they will just massage your legs and feet.”
I snickered. “Thanks.” I took my towel.
“Thank you,” Chris said with a smile and a polite nod as he took his towel from Leighla.
“I don’t want anyone touching your butt,” Chris said as he and I closed the door behind us and headed into the changing room.
I smirked. “Fine, but no one touches yours either.”
“Deal,” he said. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable with that anyway.”
Once we were both naked, I couldn’t help but pull him in for a kiss. “I could take you right on the massage table, you know.”
He kissed me back. “I’d love that, but our masseuses will be in at any moment.”
I stick my tongue out at him. “Party pooper.”
“Don’t stick that out unless you plan on using it,” he said, pulling me in for yet another kiss.
I moaned into the kiss. “Mm... Yes, sir.”
We lay down on the massage tables, and draped the towels over our backsides. Moments later, there was a knock on the door.
“Hello. Are you two ready for your massages?” came a woman's voice.
“Yeah, come on in,” Chris said.
The masseuses opened the door and entered the room. I looked up to see one pretty blonde woman, and a very good looking blonde guy. Neither one looked Hawaiian, I thought.
The man shut the door.
“Hello! We will be your masseuses for today. We weren’t aware you were both men. That is why you were assigned a male and a female. I’m Shelly by the way. This is my partner, Craig. All our other masseuses are booked, so we hope neither of yo mind a woman and a male masseuse,” the woman said.
“Hello. Don’t worry about it. We don’t mind. I’ll take anyone,” Chris said.
I nodded. “Yeah. A massage is a massage.”
“All right. I’ll take you then, Craig said to me.
“And I’ll take you,” Shelly said to Chris.
Chris smiled. “All right.”
When I saw how Chris had smiled when finding out that Shelly would be his masseuse, it made me regret not picking her for myself. I wasn’t so sure I wanted a beautiful woman rubbing up on my husband. Chris liked women too, and had dated some gorgeous ones in the past. I didn’t like this situation at all.
“We’re going to start with the Swedish massage.” Shelly took out some lotion and squirted some onto Chris’ shoulders. She then began to rub his shoulders, massaging the lotion into his skin.
Chris closed his eyes and moaned. “That feels nice.”
“The same goes for you. Just tell me if I’m pressing too hard,” Craig said to me. He put the lotion on me, and then started massaging my shoulders.
I was surprised at how good it felt. He had just started, and already it felt good. “Mm... That’s real nice,” I said. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the massage. I didn’t want to open them and see Shelly touching Chris. It made me too sick to.
B∞C

I opened my eyes at the sound of Blake moaning. He wasn’t supposed to be enjoying it that much. At least not with a good looking male masseuse. It was my job to make Blake moan like that, and no one else’s! Blake had his eyes closed as Craig pushed his thumbs deep into Blake’s back. I bit my bottom lip. I didn’t like this one bit!
Shelly moved onto my legs and feet. I rested my head on the table. “That feels nice,” I said, for it really did. I saw Blake looking over at me. I couldn’t quite read him. His face was almost expressionless.
As Craig massaged Blake’s legs and feet, Blake moaned again. “That’s nice. You’re really good at this.”
Craig grinned. “Thank you! I’ve been at this for four years, so I’m glad I’m doing it right.”
He and Blake both laughed, though I didn’t find it the least bit funny.
“So, how long have you been doing this for? You’re amazing,” I said to Shelly. I hoped I was making Blake jealous since he was making me jealous—inadvertently or not.
“I went to school with Craig. We were lucky enough to get this job together, so, we’ve both been doing this for four years,” Shelly answered.
“Aw. That’s nice,” I said, eyeing Blake. Craig was now massaging Blake’s arms and hands.
Shelly massaged my arms and hands, and then moved onto my temples.
“Wow, this feels so amazing. I think I’m going to have to get professional massages more often,” I said.
I saw Blake glance over at me. Craig was now massaging his temples.
“Yeah, I’ve never felt this good before,” Blake said.
That was like a punch to my gut. I looked away. He never complained about how I made him feel before. Now this good looking masseuse comes along, and Blake’s forgotten all about how I made him feel?
“Would you like me to massage your butt?” Shelly asked.
I was about to say no thanks, but then stopped myself. If Blake was so happy with Craig’s work, then I could be happy with Shelly's work. “Sure. Massage away.”
Blake shot a glance over at me, and I had to try my best not to smirk. How do you like that, Mr. I’ve never felt this good before?
B∞C

I couldn’t believe Chris had agreed to let Shelly massage his butt after the pact we had made not to let any one touch our butts. Well, two could play at that game.
“Would you like me to massage your backside?” Craig asked me.
I nodded. “Yes, please.”
I smirked when I saw Chris glaring at me. “Mm, that feels so go good…” I said when Craig began.
Chris looked away. He didn’t say anything, but every once in a while, he would moan while Shelly continued to massage his butt. Over the towel or not, it was really ticking me off. However, I had paid a good chunk of change for the massages, and was determined to enjoy the rest of it.
Next, we had a hot stone massage, where they pressed the stones to key points of our backs, and then there was the aromatherapy massage, where they went over our bodies one more time, only this time with a lavender-scented oil. Both massages were very enjoyable. Though I still wasn't happy with Shelly rubbing her hands over my husband’s body and butt. Thank God she left the towel on him. I guessed they weren’t allowed to take the towels off, for neither masseuse offered to take the towels off.
“Well, that’s it. We hope you enjoyed your massages, and feel free to come back any time,” Shelly told us.
“Thank you. You did a wonderful job. We’ll give you your tips after we’re dressed,”Chris told her.
“Thank you,” Shelly said.
“Thank you. That was great,” I said to Craig.
He nodded. “You're very welcome. Thank you for using our services.”
Craig and Shelly left the room, and shut the door to let us change.
As soon as they were gone, I sat up straight on the massage table. “What happened to not letting her massage your butt?”
“You let Craig massage yours!” He shot back.
“Yeah, but only after you got yours massaged.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
Chris crossed his arms over his chest too. “Well, you seemed to be enjoying Craig so much. I just figured I’d enjoy Shelly. You seemed to like him better than me. You said you never felt anything so good. Well what about my touches? I’m not good looking enough? What? You’re too good for an amateur like me?”
So that was what that was about. I sighed. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I told him that. I guess I just wanted to make you jealous too. I didn’t like that you were being massaged my Shelly. I don’t know why I didn’t ask for her. I didn’t want a beautiful woman touching you like that. That was my job; not hers. I didn't mean what I said. You make me feel a million times better than Craig just made me feel.”
He sighed. “I’m sorry too. I was just as jealous as you are. I don’t know why. I trust you. I just hated another man’s hands all over you. My hands should be the only ones all over you. I guess I didn’t think about that part when it came to getting a massage. I didn’t even enjoy the butt massage that much. It felt awkward. I kept thinking how I only wanted your hands on me.”
I hung my head in shame. “I kept thinking you were going to regret marrying me when there are so many beautiful women out there,” I confessed. “I trust you. It’s just... Sometimes it’s not about trust. You can’t help how you feel.”
Chris got off his table, and sat down next to me on mine. He put an arm around me. “Look at me.”
I did.
“I chose to marry you—not some woman. You’re the one that I love and the only one I love and will ever love. You have nothing to worry about.”
“You’re the only one I’ll ever love,” I assured him.
His eyes, lowered, and he titled my head up for a kiss.
I moaned into the kiss. “Mm, you definitely make me feel better than Craig did.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet baby. Let’s get dressed so that we can get back to the hotel and undress again.” He got off the table, took my hands, and helped me jump down.
I grinned. “Can I have your lips on me when we get there?”
“Where on you?” He kissed my neck.
I took his hand and placed it down where I wanted his mouth.
He grinned. “I think that can be arranged.”
“What are we waiting for then? Let’s get dressed and vamoose!” I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the dressing rooms.
He laughed, and followed behind me.
B∞C

I held Blake in my arms after our love making. He was already starting to drift off. I kissed him, and pulled the covers tighter over us. He was so beautiful when he slept. He was always beautiful, but… There was just something about him when he slept that made my heart skip a couple beats.
I kissed his lips. “I love you.” I thought he was already asleep, so I didn’t expect a response. However, as I closed my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder, he said it back.
“I love you too, Richie.”
And at that moment, my love for him grew even more.
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