Beach Brunch

Celestia

Ramon and I were laying on the bed for what seemed like hours. After he pretty much gave me the best sex I've ever had, he coddled me like a baby and whispered sweet nothings in my ears until I fell asleep. When I woke up, his arms were wrapped around me and when I looked at him our eyes met and he softly smiled.

"Good morning princess,"

"Good morning my Casanova," I reply as I pull him close to kiss him.

"Are you sore?"

I shrug and lift myself up, letting the sheet fall off of me, my legs begin to twitch and in between my legs throbbed.

"Yep, looks like it. Is it bad that I wanna do that again?" I say as I place myself on top of him.

"Yes, and no." he laughs. "But that's enough for you today, if you had any more, I'd have to carry you out."

"Maybe, but it'd be worth it." I smile. "What time is it anyway?"

"Last time I checked it was around nine-thirty AM."

"We've been here for fourteen hours?! Ramon!"

"What? It's not like we fucked during all of them." he grins.

I shake my head and him, smiling as well.

"What do you wanna do today princess?"

"No work today then?"

"Fuck work, it can wait."

"Hmm, I don't really know what I wanna do, honestly I'm fine with going anywhere, as long as I'm with you," I say as I lay on his chest then quickly get up.

"Damn even my boobs are sore," I whine as I rub them with my palm.

"You chose the clamps, not me." he laughs.

"Yeah, yeah. I should put them on you, see how it feels."

He bursts out in laughter even more and I swat his chest.

"Alright, we should go now," he says.

I nod in agreement and move off of him, gently standing up. I look around for my undergarments but they're nowhere in sight.

"Babe, where did my things go?"

"Right here," he says as he lifts them up. He tosses them over to me and I frown at the little pieces in my hand.

"They're shredded to pieces."

"I know." he smiles. "That's why while you were asleep I went out and got you another pair."

"You're proud of yourself aren't you?"

"Yes, I am," he says as he gives me the pair he bought and a light pink dress.

"What's the dress for?" I state as I put the undergarments on the bed and pick up the dress.

"We're going to the beach for brunch."

"The beach? There's no beach here."

"I know, we're going to Virginia."

"As in now?"

"Yep," he replies as he grabs two towels from the dresser and hands one over to me.

"Come take a shower with me," he says.

"There are showers here?" I question.

"Yep, for the ones with shower fantasies." he winks.

"Oh," I blush.

He takes me by the hand and I follow him out of the room and down the hall to the left. As a woman walks by with a man. I can't help but look at the cuffs on her hands and the clamps on he breasts. As the male drags her along, I notice the look in her eyes, how she looks at him in awe. It reminds me of myself. Then I quickly realize that I was naked. Ramon has made me so comfortable with my own body that I haven't thought about others. When we get to the bathroom, he turns on the showerhead and we wait for the water to get warm. When it is, we both get inside him behind me. He massages my shoulders, my breasts, my waist. I lean against him and sigh. He kisses my collar bone, pulls me closer, and drags his hands down my chest. His hands roam my body, very gentle as if he's trying to memorize every part of me. His fingers trace all of my curves and they glide ever so faintly on my palms, slightly tickling them which sends a calming feeling down my arm to my spine and down to my legs. I felt at ease.

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Ramon finishes putting on his matching white short-sleeved button-down and shorts. He left the shirt open to show off his very toned stomach which I loved dragging my hands all over. The dress he got me was in a bohemian style and it was long and very flowy. After I put on the dress, he brings up a pair of white block heel shoes. I try to take it from him but he shakes his head and takes my hand in his, guiding me to the bed and gesturing for me to sit down. When I do, he takes my leg and slips on the shoes for me, and buckles the straps as well.

"Thank you."

"Of course, my princess deserves the best," he whispers as he takes my hand again and he grabs my phone from the dresser and hands it over to me. He takes his and puts it in his pocket.

"You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be." I smile as he opens the door and we leave the room.

When we get downstairs, we spot Rose sitting on the bar counter in the corner, chatting up a storm with the person behind it.

"Ahh, I see you two finally decided to emerge into the real world."

"Well hello to you too Rose." I laugh.

"He did a number on you didn't he." she giggles. "You look like you're having trouble getting down here."

I blush as I smile and hook my arm around Ramon's.

"Don't you have somewhere to be Rose? Why're you still here?"

"You weren't the only one fucking like rabbits last night," she smirks. "Where are y'all headed?"

"The beach," Ramon replies to her.

"That's sweet, have fun!" says Rose as she hops off the counter and saunters away.

"Bye Rose," I say as Ramon and I leave the building.

He drives us to the airport and I see his driver waiting for us near it.

"Hello, Wyatt." greets Ramon as he steps onto the jet.

"Good morning sir,"

"Hi Wyatt, are you taking us to Virginia?"

"Yes, I am ma'am."

"Oh please, call me Celestia, I hate being called ma'am, makes me feel old." I smile.

Ramon pulls me up and I look around once I'm inside.

"So this is what the inside of a jet looks like."

"Yeah. I haven't used it much," he says as he holds onto me.

Wyatt goes to the front and soon the jet starts.

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"What else do you do Wyatt?" I ask him as he sits in the chair across from Ramon and me.

"Besides, being Ramon's driver and pilot, I'm actually a stay-at-home dad."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, I have two daughters and a son."

"How cute! May you tell me about them?"

"Sure, I have pictures of them as well, if you'd like to see them."

"Omg, yes!" I exclaim as I move over to sit in the seat next to him.

"Here is little Mateo, he's three."

"He's so adorable, he looks exactly like you."

"Yeah, that's what everyone says. I think he has his mother's eyes though. This is is Luna, she's six and a very artistic girl, she's the one who looks exactly like her mother."

"Your wife must be gorgeous then, because she is so beautiful, what's that in her hair?"

"That's paint." laughs Wyatt. "There's not one day where I don't take my time taking it out of her hair. And lastly, this is Evelyn Veazey, our new addition to the family. She's ten months old. Ramon got her the onesie she's wearing right now."

"Awe, congrats! She is so precious, He does have good taste in clothing." I laugh. "Ramon, look at her tiny hands. May I?" I say as I ask Wyatt for his phone. He nods and hands it over to me and I show the picture to Ramon.

"She's very adorable Wyatt, congrats," smiles Ramon as he hands over the phone.

"God, I can't wait to have a daughter of my own, I'm gonna spoil her crazy." I sigh as I wonder what it would be like to be a mother.

"I'm sure you'll have beautiful children someday."

"I hope so," I smile and get up, making my way to my seat again. Ramon pats his lap and I go to him.

"Sir, we're here," states Wyatt as he checks his phone and gets up to go back to the front of the jet.

"Great, thank you," says Ramon as he buries his face in my neck.

When we land he takes my hand and we get out of the jet after Wyatt. A bright red open-top Ferrari Portofino waits for us at the bottom and Ramon opens the passenger side for me.

"Wyatt."

"Yes sir?"

"Come and join us, I have something for you at the beach."

"Okay,"

Ramon gets in the driver's seat as Wyatt hops in the back and then we're off.