Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 842 : Honeymoon

*Elio*

Waking the next morning was like waking up to heaven. In the soft cloud of blankets and sheets covering our bare bodies, the most beautiful woman in the world was curled up in my arms, her lips still red and swollen from last night, bearing the imprint of my teeth from the previous bite I’d teasingly done.

Even groggy, I couldn’t help the smile that curled up my lips. It was warm and cozy, everything just perfect as she had wrapped her body around mine sometime last night, her leg hooked around my thigh and arm laying on my waist.

She was fast asleep, the light from the sun casting a lazy warm glow through the window. Her face was buried in my chest, the warm breath from her lips sending a wave of heat straight to my lower half. I raised my hand, brushing her wild, unbrushed hair behind her ear.

As I did so, I caught sight of my wedding ring on my finger, glittering like sparkling stars. I couldn’t help the wide grin that stretched across my face, the pride that warmed from every tip of my finger straight to my heart as I recalled its meaning.

We were married. This was my wife.

Every morning from now on, I would get to wake up to her beautiful face, to hold her in my arms and declare to the world that every part of her from her heart to her name was finally mine. And I was hers.

“My wife,” I mumbled, loving how it sounded out loud. Even though I’d playfully called her that for months up to the wedding and even though I’d whispered it into her ear again and against just to watch her blush, it never felt so good to say as it did right now.

I couldn’t contain my excitement and the sheer amount of love pouring out of me and I leaned down, pressing hurried but soft kisses to her forehead, her nose and cheeks, even her chin. Every part of her that I could reach was fair game. And soon enough, I heard Cat’s little groan as she woke up slowly.

“Sleepy,” she murmured, still half-asleep.

I chuckled, propping myself up on my hand so I could lean over her. Her bleary green eyes opened just a slit, wincing as she pouted at being woken up. She was so goddamn adorable, I couldn’t help but kiss her swollen lips, her taste still so sweet like wine.

“Good morning, my wife.”

I laughed as she yawned in response, slowly waking up. “What time is it?”

I glanced over at the clock on the nightstand, not shocked to see it was already past ten. When I told her that, though, she shot straight up in bed.

“We slept in.” She frowned.

I sat up, wasting no time before I pulled her into my lap, minding the morning wood that stood stiffly at attention, though she didn’t seem to care one bit, only shivering a bit as her body was exposed. I tucked the blanket around us, gently pulling her back as she took my hand in hers.

“Did you have anything scheduled for this morning?” I asked gently, rubbing her arms.

She shook her head. “No, I figured we’d just hang around the city, see what’s around, so I guess it’s not a big deal. I just wanted to spend more time with you instead of sleeping.” She glanced over her shoulder at me, sulking disappointedly.

“You realize we spent more than enough time together last night, and even when sleeping we were still together?” I laughed, then mischievously smirked as I leaned my lips against her ear, whispering seductively, “Were our activities last night not enough, Cat?”

I knew what my bedroom voice did to Cat and sure enough, she shivered, her face blushing bright red.

“Elio,” she said helplessly.

“Now how about a nice hot shower before we get ready for the day?” I brushed my fingers up and down across her bare skin, watching her leaning into my touch as I shamelessly seduced her so early in the morning.

“Together?” Her voice was quiet but hopeful.

“If you want.” I chuckled in her ear, grinning as I saw the rosy blush across her cheeks and the want in her eyes already building as she pressed herself deeper into my arms. A small smirk made its way across her swollen lips and she shot me a mischievous grin, one so adorable and sexy that I felt a strong instinct to just take her again here and now.

“Then catch me if you can,” she teased.

Before I could react, she rolled straight out of bed, shrieking playfully as she ran to the bathroom. I watched her perky ass for only a second before I grinned, launching after her.

My mischievous little wife didn’t know what was coming to her.

After a thorough shower in which I clearly won, getting out with a satisfied smile at all the new blooming marks on her neck. Cat pouted as she tried to hide them with a loose silk red and white floral romper, which had a high collar but was still loose enough to be good for the hot weather.

She was bloody gorgeous, her long tanned legs on full display and despite the loose fabric, I could still feel her waist through the clothes as I hooked my arm around her for one last kiss.

She put on some nude strappy sandals and a large white sunhat and luckily, she’d packed both of our sunglasses, though it somehow ended up that she stole mine and I was left with her bedazzled ones.

I dressed casually as well in some white shorts, tennis shoes, and an open blue button-up. I purposefully left the two-three buttons undone, smirking whenever I caught Cat staring there. After we were dressed, we had a quick breakfast at the estate before heading out into the city of Castries.

It was a city I’d never been to before, which was why I loved it all the more, seeing everything with brand new eyes and my wife right by my side. Cat tugged me along, not letting go of my hand even once despite the heat. As we strolled the city, I learned she’d done her research very thoroughly.

We stopped at a familiar coffee store for some refreshing iced coffee, which we carried around as Cat and I toured the nearby farmer’s market. Under the sunny skies and hot weather, the market was filled to the brim with stalls of all shapes and sizes, though it was not as packed as I thought it might be.

Cat was completely awed by the unusual fruits and vegetables that we found, asking the locals all about them. They were kind enough to let us taste some samples before buying. I ended up really enjoying the soursop, a sweet and tangy fruit with a creamy texture inside.

Cat’s favorite had to be the pomelo, which resembled a lemon, though she absolutely fell in love with the unusually shaped vegetables like the elongated bitter melons, and the massively round breadfruit, which I ended up getting because I was curious how a fruit could taste like bread when cooked.

We even found some unusual nuts and roots like turmeric or tamarinds. We ended up walking away with quite a few bags full of fruits and vegetables, even a whole bag of cinnamon bark that Cat was determined to make cinnamon tea out of. I sent it all to the estate before we headed out to explore some more.

Cat took me straight to an artist’s street, which was busier than the farmers market. The locals were kind and more than willing to show us their skill in silk painting, and we even were allowed to join a massive mural painting that anyone could leave their mark on.

Cat ended up drawing a pretty blue butterfly while I took a little extra time to sketch out an adorable kitten, beaming when Cat blushed.

Obvious and shameless? Absolutely.

Did it earn me a hand on my collar as she pulled me into the nearest alleyway?

Yes, it did.

The day was by far one of the best I’d had in a long time. We both just relaxed as we explored the wonderful culture of the city before us. Eventually, we slowed down, stopping at a nearby park across from the luxury stores.

“Here you are, sir! One mint chocolate chip and one cookie dough,” the man running the small ice cream stand said kindly as he passed the two dishes.

I thanked him, leaving him a ten-dollar bill in the tip jar before grabbing the ice cream and jogging across the empty street back to where I’d left Cat.

She was still on the park bench, wistfully watching the children playing on the playground. I took the seat next to her, passing her the mint chocolate chip.

“Thanks, what’d you get?” she immediately asked as soon as she noticed my own.

“Cookie dough.” I shrugged, dipping the spoon into the confectionery before holding out the bite for her automatically. I didn’t have a preference for ice cream, so I always got a flavor I knew she would enjoy.

She latched onto the spoon immediately, humming brightly as she savored the sweetness. My eyes locked onto her shiny lips, watching her tongue as she licked up the bit of sugar. I had to discreetly shift in my spot, trying to hold back my instincts, especially as she smiled, giving me such a bright happy look.

Once we finished our ice cream, we headed into a few of the shops. Despite Cat’s protests that she had enough clothes, I saw her eyeing the pretty little dress in the front window, so I dragged her in. It took the threat of buying the entire store’s inventory before she finally relented, putting on a little fashion show.

She beamed, happily showing me every outfit she tried on, adding accessories with it, and each one had my libido rising. Once she came out in a short black dress, covering only her main torso and leaving her neck, arms, and legs bare. I had to struggle not to push her back into the changing room and fuck her in it to my heart’s content.

Still, I bit the bullet, pushing through to put on a charming smile, praising her and smirking as the blood rushed to her cheeks. By god, I was acting like a horny teenager all day, but I couldn’t fucking stop.

“I’ll buy it all for my wife,” I declared to the cashier, whose eyes practically lit up with dollar signs as she happily folded up all the clothing Cat had tried on.

But Cat frowned. “No. You have to buy something too,” she demanded firmly, dragging me over to the men’s section before I could pull out my credit card.

I rolled my eyes but allowed her to do as she wanted.

I did end up taking a liking to a pair of cufflinks, which I purchased atop all of Cat’s new clothes. Despite it only being something small, she was content now.

When we got back to the villa, it was already late, the sky a vivid hue of pink as the sunset fell upon the city.

As soon as we were through the door, I reached out for her, wanting to pull her into my arms, but she didn’t even give me a chance, immediately rushing away.

“Give me a minute to put everything away, then we can figure out dinner,” Cat said, intending to head upstairs.

But I’d suppressed my urges all day, and I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I grabbed her arm, still being gentle as I slammed my lips onto hers, wrapping my hand around the back of her head to cushion it as I pushed her against the wall.

She moaned as I slipped my tongue in, dominating as I let out all of my sexual frustration from the long day, her teasing me in that short little dress and having to watch as guys stared at her long, gorgeous legs.

I hiked up her thigh and she willingly wrapped those tanned legs around my waist, kissing back just as fiercely.

I had just slipped her sleeves from her shoulders, leaving them bare when we both jolted, breaking apart as a loud ringing broke through.

I groaned inwardly, deciding it wasn’t important as I nibbled at her throat, leaving a pretty little mark that had her exposing her neck to me, moaning loudly. The call finally died down and I figured it was safe to continue, losing myself once more before the loud ringing came again.

“Elio,” Cat said, pushing my shoulders gently.

I sighed, cursing whoever it was. I gently let her down to her feet, pulling out my phone to answer.

“What is it?” I said irritably. I’d explicitly said not to call on my honeymoon but–

“Elio.”

I stiffened at Franky’s voice, a dark tone to it that I knew meant nothing good.

“I have bad news.”