"Shut that thing up," I groan throwing my head under the pillow to muffle it out but I can still hear it.
"But you'll be late!" Noelle tugs at the pillow to remove it but I grip it tight in refusal."Forget Paris, I need more sleep," I try to respond but it probably didn't make sense to the little girl."You'll have more than enough time to sleep on the plane queen," and just like that I'm out from under the pillow."How are you awake right now?" I glare at him in suspicion, his lips pull into a cute grin of amusement."I wouldn't miss my honeymoon for sleep and neither should you. So you have less than thirty minutes to throw on something so we can go," he ends his statement with a kiss on my cheek.I grumble and glare at him then force myself out of bed, their laughs follow me to the bathroom where I take a quick ten minute shower and get clean.After that I just slip on some leggings and a large sweater that belongs t"Morning," I mumble, I can't help my smile as my eyes fly over Xander's features.Seated in the right position, sunlight coming from the open curtains behind me give his skin this otherworldly glow.His eyes are a very light shade of brown and are glittering, almost like the reflection of light on water but rather brown than blue.I reach out allowing my thumb to follow the curve of his facial features and through his silky soft hair.Dear God this man was truly carved by you to pure perfection."So we're really in Paris?" I ask softly, he smiles with a nod.A sudden squeal leaves my lips as I stretch out my arms and legs and wiggle around, "oh my God!"I end up laying on top of him with a huge smile, "you seem happy and rejuvenated," he points out.I roll my eyes playfully, "Of course I am. We're in Paris on a honeymoon with this heaven sent man that I love so much," I land kisses up his neck and a quick peck on his lips."Les enfants libres," he adds. *Children free*"I don't know wh
Neck kissing, breast groping and rubbing."Cat caught your tongue?" This time I given no time to respond as he kisses me and his tongue sweeps mine into a dance.A surprised moan leaves my body, my eyes roll into my head and I allow my body to give in to the work of his hands.One calloused hand slides down my thigh, leaving a trail of warmth and sparks until it reaches just behind my knee whereas he guides my calf around his torso.His other hand slides between my head and the bed then grips my hair tightly as he pulls my head back, exposing my neck to him.My gasp is replaced by a small moan as a pair of warm lips greet my skin, from behind my ear down to my collarbone where he sucks and sucks until my flesh turns purple."Ah," He rolls his hips into mine, rubbing his hardness into my pulsing and needing core. "F*ck, I can feel your wetness through my shorts Rosie," he grunts and as if to prove his point, two thick fingers enter my core whilst another spreads the wetness on the ou
Our first day on honeymoon is spent with just us, not once did his phone ring because of work or anything else neither did mine.I hadn't seen anyone else around and I pray that that's a fact because I can't imagine being heard by others while 'christening' this entire house. We even watched some black and white French movie with subtitles, I don't think either of us were much focused on it honestly.The doorbell rings, "I'll get it," I mutter but a hand stops me by grabbing my wrist."I'll get it, in case you haven't noticed," he refers to my body covered in a duvet, this makes me sit down."Come back soon, I think Gaspard is finally going to catch Jienne in the act. Or at least I think so, I need my translator," I wink, he laughs and heads for the door.No more than two minutes his back carrying two white bags and a black box, I pause the movie although it doesn't matter then turn to him."What's that?" I ask enthusiastically, he sets the bags down and smiles."You'll find out pret
"One venti pumpkin pie frappuccino and a acon, sausage and egg wrap for the sleeping beauty," I immediately remove the blanket from my face, ignoring the harsh sunlight.Xander is leaning in through my window with a goofy smile on his face and breakfast in his hands. "Oh my God you're a life saver, thank you," I quickly peck his lips and take the food from him, one large swig of the frappuccino and I'm feeling so much better.He rounds the car and enters by his side, his own drink and food already placed."So where have you taken me?" I ask through a mouthful of wrap."Why don't you try looking out the windscreen?" I do as I'm told.I don't need glasses to clearly see the huge structure a couple of miles away from where we are.Oh my goodness we're in Paris.I look between Xander and the Eiffel tower with wide eyes, "no way, no way. What?! Why didn't you just tell me?!"I almost spill my drink from all my excited bouncing, "I did. Twice actually," he rolls his eyes, I lean forward ne
"Have you ever heard of the Moulin Rouge?" Xander asks randomly after thirty minutes of driving in silence."Moulin what?" I turn my body to him in curiosity."The Moulin Rouge. It's a cabaret of some sort, the highlight of Paris if you will. In my opinion, it's far much better than the eiffel tower at night or any other time.It's so full of color, life, spirit, joy and art it's crazy. I last remember going there with my mother and siblings when I was fifteen, and it was yet the most mesmerizing show I've ever been to.Although when I look back at it now, it was probably because of the exposure to so many women and legs at once I don't know," we share a laugh as he shrugs.I did notice the glimmer of different happiness in his eyes when he mentioned coming here with his family, like nothing could compare to that moment.He seems like he wants to say something but refrains, my brows furrow, instead of interrogating him I just take his hand in mine and rub the back of it.He gives it a
We hadn't even seen most of the place until we had go to dinner, we both pushed the awkwardness of earlier away and conversed throughout the meal with no issues.During the dinner there was a live orchestra which uplifted the mood in some way. 9pm hit and we were guided to a VIP balcony where we had a wonderful view of all the performers.I've never seen such performances, these women and men are talented. At some point a water tank rose from the floor and a woman jumped in whilst there was two enormous sea snakes.Xander did confirm that they were real which had me downing a glass of champagne in fear, but later added on their species and that they weren't poisonous but could kill.The entire performance had me on the edge of my seat in fear, yes I was awed but fearful even more, my husband's words of comfort didn't do much but I appreciated the effort.The two hours passed like blur yet I remembered every moment of it, I wouldn't mind coming again.We got a few pictures and a box of
"We're probably late," I mumble against Xander's wet skin, he takes his minute to breath before responding to me."They wait on us, it's the way it works. Plus it isn't my fault I've got one hell of a sexy wife walking around naked," I snicker as Xander helps me down."Who's fault is that?" I turn my back to him and allow the water to wash down my body.I can feel his hungry eyes on him but ignore them, instead I lather a loofah up in soap and clean him up, he does the same to me and soon enough we're both done and getting dressed.Initially we slept until 11 a.m, we thought of brunch and called a driver to wait on us at twelve thirty for "brunch" but now it's two p.m.We've had no breakfast or brunch, so imagine my hunger, I love Xander but he isn't enough to settle my stomach for the day.I wear a simple floral frock that reaches my ankles and some sandals, the weather today is fair so I might as well take advantage of it."So where are we going?" I ask locking my necklace around my
"Why is the wardrobe empty?" I ask Xander as I aim to pack my bag or at least put most of the clothes in zip bags."They've already been taken to the airport as well as everything else. Most of them will be taken to L.A. either way!" I get up from the floor of the bedroom and head for the bathroom."You are so determined on leaving me naked for this entire honeymoon, aren't you?" He smirks as he leans closer to the mirror to trim his beard better."At least I left you with underwear this time, along with a sweater, tights, and Uggs," he points out, I look down at my outfit and then glare at him.He laughs and sets down his clippers or scissors, whatever they are."Don't worry, you'll still have more than enough time to buy clothes where we're going," I sigh, too tired to argue."Let's just go," he laughs, and I get on my toes to kiss his cheek, then turn to leave with only my phone in hand and soon after a hand in my other.Liberia, here we come.*~*~*~* Liberia, well Monrovia and Pa