Page 94 of Fumble Into the End Zone
Hand in hand, Marcus and I walked into our villa with a breathtaking view of crystal blue water. The smell of the ocean brought calmness; the fluttering of my heart hadn’t stopped since we exchanged I love you's. He gets me as a woman and we’re growing as partners.
The staff brought in our luggage and opened the floor to ceiling bi-fold doors. Indoor and outdoor living takes on a new meaning when it’s a beach. The smell of the ocean flowed with ease through the villa. I dropped my bag on the beige couch and took in the space. The natural hardwood floors gave the space warmth, and the oversized furniture allowed the ocean to shine. The outdoor lounge chairs sitting on the deck called to me.
“Tell me you love it here,” Marcus said as he kissed my neck.
With his hands wrapped around me, I relaxed against him and beamed with satisfaction.
“Baby, you outdid yourself,” I answered.
He pulled me in closer and a round of kisses landed on my ear.
“Let’s call Harley before we unpack. I can’t wait to see those thighs and ass in a bathing suit,” Marcus said, and then smacked my right butt cheek.
Often, I ask myself who loves my full-sized body more, me or Marcus. He sends me things with little to no fabric he wants me to wear.
“Harley wants to talk to you,” Marcus said, passing me the phone.
On the screen was my butterfly with chocolate skin and brown eyes. “Ms. Mia, are you safe?” she asked, and I snickered.
“Yes, we are safe.”
“Guess what? Mrs. Robinson said I can play with your old toys,” she said with bouncing shoulders.
The intense happiness on her face signaled this was a big deal. Mom held on to my stuffed animals and old doll houses during the move. At the time, it didn’t make sense to me but I’m glad, now Harley can play with them.
“Take care of everything for me, okay,” I said.
“I will. Ms. Mia, we have to go. The ponies are here,” Harley said and passed my mother the tablet.
I mouthed the word no. Trendy Robinson smiled as she hung up.
“Baby, Harley is getting the pony, and there’s nothing you can do about it,” Marcus said as he shrugged.
“The woman knows no bounds,” I said.
We toured the space, finding the other two bedrooms had beautiful views as well. Marcus sat in the living room and stared outside at the ocean. I opted for the primary to get this vacation moving. I unzipped my luggage and searched for my purple silk goody bag. Locating it, I opened the drawstring and removedthe leather hand restraints. I walked into the living room and dropped them in his lap. He lifted them and peered up at me.
“Let’s take a shower. While we’re here, you need to figure out which position you want to tie my hands in. The front, the back or one leg and one hand,” I whispered in his ear as I caressed his low fade.
Marcus licked his lips with closed eyes as my hands traveled to his panting chest.
I entered the shower first, and Marcus followed. He volunteered to help clean my body, but I smacked his hands around when he tried to jumpstart the fun. Stepping outside the shower, we patted dry and stared at each other.
“Have you decided?” I asked.
He grinned. “I have. I would prefer both the front and the back,” he said.
“Oh, wise choice,” I said, offering up my wrists.
Marcus led me into the bedroom and bound my hands in front with the leather strap.
“I have toys in the purple bag,” I said and bunched my shoulders.
He chuckled and moved to my bag and searched through my clothing. “It has your name on it,” I said.
Marcus secured the handle and shook his head at the sight of his name. He unzipped the bag and selected the pink bullet.
“Don’t forget the remote,” I said, and his smile traveled beyond his face.
