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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 6: Paradise Found
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“This is so much fun! I’m so glad we finally got to do this. I was afraid we weren’t going to be able to get to it,” I said from the front of Chris’ and my kayak.

“It is nice,” Chris agreed.
I turned to face him, and we grinned at each other.
The water was perfect. It was blue and beautiful. We had decided to wait to kayak until our last day, so that we would have something to do. We didn’t want our last day to come, and have nothing left to do. So, there we were, kayaking on our last day in Hawaii. I was kind of sad our time there was coming to an end. It seemed like we had just arrived. But I knew we had a lot to look forward to when we got back to Seattle, so I was all right.
“I think this is where we’re supposed to stop,” Chris said.
I stopped. There was an area we had been directed to that we were supposed to stop and get out. I looked back at Chris, and smiled. “Are you ready?”
He grinned. “You bet I am!”
I grinned too, and then we both jumped into the water. He were already in our swim trunks and life vests.
It didn't take long for us to see what we had stopped for. There were two sea turtles. It was a sea turtle kayaking tour where you could stop and swim with the sea turtles.
“They are so cute!” Chris said, petting one of them.
I smiled. “My turtle with the turtles.” Of course, I couldn’t help but think of the nickname so many of our fans used for him. I took out the waterproof camera from the kayak. “All right, smile!”
Chris grinned, and got beside one of the turtles. He pet the turtle’s head.
I snapped the picture right as the turtle was looking up at him. It was the cutest thing.
“Do you want one?” Chris asked me.
I smirked. “What? A turtle? I don’t think we’re allowed to take them home, babe.”
He rolled his eyes. “You know what I mean.”
I laughed, and handed him the camera. I then swam by the other turtle, and pet him. I decided to be funny, and I kissed the turtle.
Chris snapped the picture. “That’s going to turn out adorable!” he said.
“A picture to show our kids,” I said with a grin.
He smiled “So, you’d be willing to have more than one baby?”
I shrugged. “Eventually. We always talked about having one boy and one girl.”
“I can hardly wait to be a father with you,” he said. He took a few random shots of the turtles, and then put the camera back in the kayak.
“Look, there are two more,” I said, swimming over to two other sea turtles that had swam over next to the one I was currently petting.
We both pet the turtles, and then another kayak stopped a few feet away from us. “Are the turtles here?” the guy in front called out to us.
“Yeah!” I said, a little disappointed that Chris and I didn’t have the turtles to ourselves anymore.
A moment later, they had paddled over to us.
“Can you get a picture of my husband and me with the turtles?” Chris asked, once the guy and the girl he was with were out of their kayak. He took out the camera from the kayak and held it up.
“Sure!” the girl said with a grin. “You two are Blake and Chris Lewison, right?” She took the camera from Chris.
Chris smiled, and nodded. “That would be us!”
“Aw! You two are the cutest couple ever. This is so cool to run into you guys!” the girl said. “I’m Jenny, by the way, and this is my husband, Ted.”
Chris smiled. “It’s nice to meet you.” He gave her a hug, and shook Ted’s hand.
I did the same, only I shook Ted's hand first, and then hugged Jenny.
“All right, now pose with the turtles!” Jenny said, holding the camera up.
Chris and I did as told, out arms around each other with the turtles swimming between us. We smiled at the camera.
Jenny took the picture, and then handed the camera back to Chris.
“Thank you!” Chris said.
“Are you kidding me? I’m happy to do it! You guys are Chris and Blake Lewison,” Jenny said with a grin.
“Trust me; I think she is more into you two as a couple than she is into her and I as a couple,” Ted said.
Jenny nodded. “It’s true.”
“You weren’t supposed to agree!” Ted said. He laughed, and did Chris and I.
“Sorry!” she said with a shrug.
We made a little bit more small talk, and found that they were on their first honeymoon. We told them we were on our second honeymoon.
We finally left, bidding Jenny and Ted goodbye, and leaving them alone with the turtles. Of course Chris had insisted on kissing all the turtles before we left. I’ll admit, I kissed them too. Only because they were looking at me, and I felt they were wondering where their kiss from me was.
“I wish today wasn’t our last day,” Chris said as we made our way back towards shore in our kayak.
“I know, but think of it this way. We still have the rest of the day to enjoy Hawaii, and when we get back, we’ll have our baby to look forward to.”
Chris kissed my cheek. “I love you.”
I looked back at him, and quickly kissed his lips. “I love you too.” I truly did. And now that the time was nearing, I could hardly wait to adopt our baby together.
B∞C

We have three hours until we have to leave for the luau. What should we do?” Blake asked me as we arrived back in our hotel room.
I smiled. “Well, there has been something I was thinking about doing ever since waking up to leave for our kayaking this morning,” I said.
“What’s that?” he asked, seemingly oblivious to what I had in mind.
I responded by picking him up and carrying him to the bedroom.
He grinned. "I hate how you can pick me up, and I can't pick you up! But I do like where this is going.”
I grinned, and lay him down on the bed. I started kissing up the side of his neck as I spoke to him. “It seems every time we have had sex on this trip, is was more rough, and needy.”
“I’m not seeing a problem here,” he said with a smirk.
I nipped at the spot behind his ear, and he moaned. “I want it to be romantic. Still, I can’t help wanting to ravish you. It gets so hard to take it slow.”
“You’re not helping. All you’re doing is making me want to rip your clothes off and throw all romance aside,” he stated.
“Come on, baby. I want to make love to you, and I want it to be slow and romantic. We have all the time we need and then some after all.” I kissed down over his jaw, and finally met his lips.
He sighed into the kiss, and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed me back, and I was glad that it was gentle, and not the kind that sent us into uninhibited sex.
Wordlessly, we removed each other’s clothes. I knew that Blake was going to give me what I wanted. He was going to allow me to make love to him and not have sex with him.
We kissed for a few moments once we were full undressed.
Eventually, I found the strength to break apart, and grab the lubricant and a condom. I squeezed the lubricant onto my fingers, and then prepared him gently but thoroughly.
The whole time I prepared him we kissed. He moaned into the kiss every so often.
When I finished preparing him, I rolled the condom over his erection, then slickened my own erection with the lubricant. I closed the cap, and then dropped the lubricant to the floor before repositioning myself over top of him again. He wrapped his legs tightly around me.
I looked down into his eyes, which were staring intently up into mine. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
“If it’s half as much as I love you, I know it’s a lot,” he said.
“I love you infinity,” I said with a smile.
He smiled. “What a coincidence! That’s how much I love you.”
My eyes lowered, and I kissed him deeply. “Are you ready?” I asked after breaking the kiss.
“I’m always ready for you, Richie.”
I kissed him again, and slowly slid inside of him.
He bit his bottom lip.
I stopped. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
He grinned, and stroked my cheek. “You ever hurt me, Richie. I’m just surprised that you always seem to feel better and better with each time you make love to me. You never cease to amaze me.”
I kissed him again. “It’s because I love you so much. So, you want more?”
He pushed himself towards me. “Yes, please…”
I moaned as I started to move again, pushing the rest of the way inside of him.
“Yes…”
His pleasured moan was breaking down my reserve. I stayed strong though. I wanted to take him fast and furious, but I paused, collecting myself so that I could take it slow and gentle.
Blake stroked my cheek again. “You’re so perfect. Everything about you is perfect. I know this is going to sound incredibly cheesy, but I don’t care. When I auditioned for American Idol, I got something worth a whole lot more to me than a music career. I got you, which is more than I ever expected to get.”
I kissed his palm, and smiled. “Of all those people that auditioned, we both made it through.”
“Oh all the seasons to audition for, we chose the same season,” he said.
“We really are soulmates, Blakey.”
“Infinite,” Richie.
We kissed some more, then I began making love to him, taking it slow and gentle, just like I wanted to.
He wrapped his arms even tighter around me, and we kissed some more.
I didn’t take long for our climaxes. We came almost simultaneously. There was no swearing this time. Instead, he quietly called out my name, as I quietly called out his.
For moments, all we could do was hold each other and kiss. Then, I finally had the energy to pull out of him.
I pulled off his condom for him, and deposited it in the trash. Then, I pulled the overs over us, and let him rest his head on my chest. I drifted off to sleep while stroking his hair, but right before I did, I again felt my love for him growing even more.
B∞C

By the time we arrived at the luau, I was sort of tired. Even though Chris and I had taken naps after he made love to me, we still ended up having our rough sex when we showered. I was feeling a little insatiable for him, and he hadn’t been complaining.
Even so, I had that surprise planned for him after dinner, and I planned on forcing myself to stay awake. I wasn’t that tired I supposed. I was just in a very relaxed state.
The luau was on the beach, and we were seated at a table for two right in front of the stage. I was glad to have gotten such good seats for us, though I suspected Chris’ and my celebrity status probably had something to do with it.
I liked that we didn’t have to wait long. The food was brought out almost right away, and the show started after everyone had been served.
Chris snapped away as the hula dancers danced and the Hawaiian men did tricks with fire batons and such. It was a really good show. The food was spectacular. I was really going to miss Hawaii.
When dinner was over, we had dessert, and that is when the hula dancers came back on stage and offered a free hula lesson to anyone who wanted to learn.
“Oh my gosh! We have to do that!” Chris said.
I shot him a look. “You’re kidding, right?”
He shook his head. “No. It looks fun.”
“Chris, men don’t hula dance—women do.”
“Men do to. Look.” Chris pointed to the stage.
I looked to where he was pointing, and saw that there were two men up there with their wives. “Only because their wives made them,” I said.
“Well, now your husband's going to make you,” he said, taking my hand and starting to stand up.
“Chris! We haven’t even finished our desert yet!” I knew I was whining, but I really didn’t want to hula.
“We’ll finish it after. Come on. Do this for me, please?” He looked at me, his eyes pleading.
I sighed. “That’s not fair. You know I can’t resist that look.”
He grinned. “I know. Why do you think I use it so often?”
I stopped, and crossed my arms over my chest. “I refuse to hula.” Maybe it was about time I wore some pants, I figured. Maybe then, people would stop seeing me as the girl in the relationship.
He rolled his eyes and sighed. Then, we walked over to me and whispered five words into my ear that no man could ever turn down when hearing such a thing from their lover. “I’ll give you a blow job.”
“Let’s hula, baby!” I said.
He grinned. “I thought that might work.” He winked at me, and then took my hand and led me onto the stage.
I sighed. At least no one I knew would see me. The reward was totally worth it even if they did though.
B∞C

Watching Blake move his hips like a hula dancer was worth the whole trip. We danced together with the hula girls and the others who had wanted to try hula dancing.
At one point, when Blake wasn’t paying attention, I grabbed the digital camera and recorded thirty seconds of Blake hula dancing. I stopped taping before he noticed. It was definitely going to be fun to show him later. One of the Hawaiian men that had twirled the fire batons saw me recording, and offered to record for me so that I could be I the video too. I agreed. I had him tape thirty seconds of me hulaing to even it out, and then he taped another minute of Blake and I hulaing with the girls. Blake didn't even notice the camera. I thought that was funny.
When the dance ended, the hula girls clapped, and told us to give ourselves a round of applause, so we did. The people who had just chosen to watch clapped for us as well.
Blake and I got pictures with the hula girls and fire baton men, then we went back to our table to finish our desert. After that, the luau was officially over.
“So, what now?” I asked Blake as we left the beach.
Blake looked at his watch. “I have a few things to do, so why don’t you wait for me in our hotel room?”
I didn’t like where this was going. “Wait for you in our hotel room? Why can’t I go with you? What do you have to do anyway? It’s our last night here. I don’t want to spend it without you.” I couldn’t believe he was even suggesting that I did.
“Chillax, baby. Just give me a half hour. I want to fix up a surprise for you.” He kissed my cheek. “You know I’d never leave you for long.”
I sighed. I still didn’t like this, but if he had a surprise for me, who was I to say no? “All right. But no longer than a half hour.”
He kissed my lips. “I wont be. I promise.” Do you have your room key?”
I nodded.
“Go ahead to the room. I’ll meet you there when I’m ready.”
I was going to protest that he wasn’t even going to walk me back, but I didn’t. I figured the sooner he left to do what he had to do, the sooner he would be back with me. “All right.”
“Mm, I love you so much.” He kissed my lips again. “I’ll be back.” He then ran off to do whatever.
I sighed, and headed back to our room. I contemplated getting my suit on and swimming in the pool, but Blake and I had swum in the pool a lot during our stay. I didn’t really feel like swimming. I didn’t want to go in the hot tub by myself. What fun would that be? I had worked out a the gym a couple times on our trip already. Besides, I doubted Blake would want me all sweaty for whatever he had planned. He liked to be the one to make me sweaty anyway. I decided just to head back to the room to wait for him.
When I got to the room, I sat on our bed and turned the television on. There was nothing on, really. I settled for an old rerun of The Golden Girls, and waited for my husband to arrive.

When Blake arrived, I turned off the television. He had been gone a half hour exactly.
“You’re right on time,” I said, walking into the main room to greet him.
He grinned. “I told you I would be.”
I kissed him. “So, what is my surprise?”
He kissed me back, and then broke the kiss and held up a blue silk blindfold.
I smirked. “Oo, kinky.”
He laughed. “Good idea for it, but I actually bought it so that you can use it for the reason it’s supposed to be used for.”
“Blake, what are you...?” I trailed off as he wrapped the blindfold around my eyes, and tied it tightly in the back.
“Sorry, baby, but I want you to be completely surprised when I take you to where I’m taking you,” he said.
I pouted. “Fine. How long is this going to take?”
“Not long. Ten minutes tops. Come on. I’ll help lead you to the car.”
I sighed, and let Blake lead me out of our room, down the stairs, and into the car. He mad me leave the blindfold on for the duration of the car ride, and even then, he wouldn’t let me take it off yet.
“Where are we?” I asked when the car stopped and he helped me out.
“If I was just going to tell you, then you wouldn’t need that blindfold, would you?” he asked. “We’re almost there.” He took my hand and led me a couple hundred feet.
“The waves crashing and the ocean breeze kind of give it away,” I said after we had walked a bit.
“It doesn’t give it all away,” Blake said, sounding unfazed.
“What do you mean?” I was confused now.
Blake stopped us. “You’re about to find out.” He walked behind me and undid the blindfold.
I opened my eyes, and blinked them a few times to adjust. I smiled once they finally adjusted and I saw what Blake had done.
I turned to him and grabbed him so forcefully that he cried out in surprise. I kissed him deeply.
He moaned, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me back.
B∞C

“I figured we could enjoy the beach just the two of us since it’s closed,” I said.
Chris smiled, and looked at the blanket I had lain out for us. I had lit tealight candles all around the blanket. In the middle of the blanket was two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. There was also a plate of various cheeses. I had a portable CD player on the blanket as well, and it was playing a mix CD of mine and Chris’ favorite ballads. He had made it for me one Valentine’s Day, and I had brought it just in case.
He sat down on the blanket and held his hand out to me.
I took his hand, and sat down across from him. I opened the wine bottle, and poured us both a glass.
He took his glass, and held it up to mine. “You want to toast?”
“To adopting the most beautiful baby on the planet,” I said.
“And too us having many more happily married years together,” he added.
“I’ll drink to that! Though I’m never breaking off our marriage, so we don’t have to worry about that,” I said.
He grinned. “I’m never breaking our marriage off ether.”
We toasted, and then drank some of our wine.
“Gouda?” I asked, taking a slice of the cheese, and bringing it to Chris’ lips.
Chris took a bite, and licked his lips. “Mm… It’s good.” He picked up a slice of cheddar, and fed it to me.
I moaned. “So good.”
We continued to feed each other cheese and drink our wine. Then, I set everything aside. “I want to make love to you now.”
He licked his lips. “All right.” He crawled over to me and kissed me. “Do you have anything?”
I grinned. “In my pocket.” I had a travel-sized tube of lubricant in one of my pockets. “You’re not going to protest making love on the beach?”
He shrugged. “You said it’s closed, and that we’re the only ones here, right?”
I nodded. “Unless someone else gets the same idea and decides to come to the beach anyway. I don’t think we’ll be bothered by security. Does security even patrol beaches anymore?”
“There we have it then.” He nipped at the side of my neck.
I closed my eyes, feeling jolts of pleasure. I loved having my neck kissed.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
He pulled off my shirt. “No more questions.”
“All right.” I took off his shirt, and then we began taking turns stripping each other of our clothes.
“I want to be inside you,” I said, gently pushing Chris down onto his back.
“Who says you get to be inside? What if I wanted to be inside of you?” he asked.
“It’s my surprise for you,” I reasoned.
“Exactly. It’s my surprise from you, so shouldn’t you give me what I want and let me be inside of you?” He began kissing my neck again.
I closed my eyes. “I have an idea. How about I prepare you, and you prepare me? Then we can take turns being inside each other.”
He grinned. “We never tried that before. It might be interesting.”
I took out the lube from my pocket. “You can prepare me first, and then I make love to you first. How do you feel about that?”
He thought about it for a moment, and gently tapped his lips with his index finger. “All right. Since you were so nice to plan this for me.”
And so it began. He prepared me, and then I prepared him.
Finally, I began to make love to him. I was gentle at first, until he pressed his hands against my backside.
He gently took my earlobe between his teeth, and spoke to me. “You can do better than that.”
I shivered despite the warmth of his breath that I felt against my neck. With a moan, I increased my pace, entering him as deep as possible.
He moaned, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. “My turn.”
I slipped out of him, and allowed him to move us so that he was now the one on top of me.
He slid into me easily.
I dug my fingers into his back. “Gosh, Chris. How do you do it?”
He smirked, and thrust into me hard again. “How do I do what?” He moaned.
“You make me feel so good. It drives me wild.” I moaned as he thrust into me again. “I’m already so close. My turn.”
He slid out of me, and let me inside of him again.
I slid into Chris like oil, and I almost came on the spot.
He gripped my hair. “Maybe we should blow the candles out before we roll in them.”
I thrust into him a couple more times, then, with a grunt, I pulled out. I blew out half the candles, and he blew out the other half.
“All right. My turn,” he said.
I lay down, and pulled him on top of me.
Chris’ eyes darkened, and he slid into me easily.  
I moaned. I needed him so badly. I was half tempted to let him just finish me off.
His thrusts were rough and determined, and I was suspecting that he was trying to do just that; finish me off.
“My turn.” I suddenly didn’t want him to finish me off. I wanted to be the one to finish him off.
He slid out of me, and I rolled us off the blanket and onto the sand.
I moaned. “I want you so bad. Let me finish you off. Please? I want to make you come, Chris.”
He looked into my eyes, his eyes dark with lust. “Do it then.”
I moaned, and slid into him, determined to make him come.
“Mm... You better make it good, and make me come hard before I change my mind,” He muttered in my ear.
I moaned, and began thrusting into him harder. I swear I could feel my cock brushing against his prostate.
He held my face between his hands. “I need you deeper.” His eyes were so dark, I couldn’t tell if it was just from the lack of light, or if they were that lusted over. I liked to think it was a combination of the two.
“Baby, I’m in you as far as I can go.” I knew it sounded lame, but it was the truth.
Chris bit his bottom lip. “Well, you’re not doing something right then, because I’m not coming.” His lips were right against my ear now.
I moaned, and placed my lips to his ear in return. “Be careful what you wish for.”
“I just better get it,” he finished for me.
I knew my own eyes must be lusted over now. With an animalistic cry, I pulled almost all the way out, then thrust in hard. I hit his prostate, then repeated. I pulled almost all the way out, and thrust back in hard.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he moaned.
“Better?” I asked, doing it again.
He swore, his eyes closed.
I smirked. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I pulled almost all the way out, angled myself differently, then slammed into him again. I hit his prostate hard.
He screamed out my name, and came over both our chests.
That did me in. I thrust in one more time, and then lost it. “Christopher! Ugh…” I swore as I felt my whole body shaking with my orgasm. For a moment, all I could do was lie there as Chris kissed my neck, jaw, and lips.
I was finally able to pull out of him.
We kissed without words, and began rolling around in the sand, silently fighting over who got to be on top. We both wanted dominance even in our kissing.
“You got to finish me off, now it’s my turn,” Chris said.
He kissed me again, on top of me now.
I sighed, and gave into the kiss.
After a moment, he began kissing his way down my chest.
I watched him, wondering what he was doing.
He smiled up at me. “I promised you a blow job, remember?”
“You don’t have to. I feel bad making you give me one,” I said, even though my cock was already stiffening; practically begging to have his mouth on it.
“You know I want to, baby…” He circled the head of my cock with his tongue, and then deep throated me in one, swift movement.
I moaned, my hips bucking towards his mouth.
He licked up the underside of the shaft, and then circled the head again a few times. Then, he deep throated me again. Next, he brought his mouth up, gently scraping his teeth along the underside before deep throating me yet again.
I placed my hands over the back of his head.
He sucked the head of my cock and moaned, all the while fondling my balls.
That was it. I screamed out his name, and with a long, drawn out moan and a cuss word, I came hard.
He kept sucking me for a few moments even after I was done climaxing. Then, with one last lick to the shaft, he climbed up my body, and we kissed, our tongues dueling for dominance.
“We’re all sticky now. Not to mention dirty from the sand,” he said.
I smiled, and gently stroked his hair. “We can wash off in the ocean.”
He grinned, and then stood up. He held out his hand to me.
I grinned too, and took his hand, allowing him to pull me to my feet. We then walked hand-in-hand to the ocean for one last adventure in Hawaii.
B∞C

We kissed under the moonlight. Blake looked so beautiful bathed I the moonlight. It put me in the mood again.
“I want to make love to you,” I informed him.
He smiled. “Again?” 
I nodded. “It must be the atmosphere.”
He raised an eyebrow. “It has nothing to do with me?”
I smiled. “Maybe just a little.”
He kissed me. “Just a little?”
I smiled. “All right, a lot.”
His eyes lowered, and he kissed me again. His lips brushed against my ear. “Make love to me, Christopher.”
My eyes lowered too. That was all I needed. I picked him up, and began making love to him.
He threw his head back with a moan, his eyes closing.
I kissed up his neck, and met his lips.
It was the most perfect trip I had ever had, and I knew that I would never forget this trip. I just hope there would be many more trips like this for Blake and I, maybe even one day with our child. Then again, I knew there would be.
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