Skyler
I’m lying in bed alone and the aroma in the house tells me Logan is cooking. That man is amazing; I have been out of the hospital for three weeks now and he’s done nothing but work and take care of me. The club is closed right now for repairs. It’s important we get the club open again as quickly as possible, so he’s been busting his tail working with the insurance company and the construction company to get everything done.
The good news is Billy rolled on Troy. They were in it together and the police didn’t need them to confess to paying Nick because they were dumb enough to leave a paper trail, so he’s being arrested as well. The three of them will be in jail for a while, and that’s fine by me. Now Logan and I can leave on our vacation without fear of what we will come home to.
We leave tonight on a redeye to Hawaii and will arrive first thing in the morning. Logan has booked us an all-inclusive resort right on the beach. He says he’s also booked some surprises for me. That has become the new game with us, who can surprise who with what. It’s a bit silly but it’s fun, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I hear Logan walking up the stairs. I pretend I’m still sleeping so I can see what he’ll do to wake me up. He pulls the blankets down to find my shirt has ridden up and my belly is hanging out. I lay there until I feel something cold on my belly. I yelp and he cracks up laughing.
“I knew you weren’t sleeping. You had a smile on your face the entire time.”
“Maybe I was having a nice dream and you ruined it,” I pout.
“Oh baby, let me make your dreams come true.” He leans down and licks the whip cream off my belly. I moan to let him know I’m enjoying this and hope he’ll continue this little game. He lifts me off the bed and pulls my shorts and thong down. I’m glad he has eased up on ripping them.
He tosses them to the side and takes an ice cube from the bowl I hadn’t seen him bring up. He runs it from my belly button straight down to my pubic hair and onto my clit. I whimper because it’s almost painful. He rubs it over my hardened nub for a few more moments before he dips his tongue down and laps up the water, and the mix of the cold from the ice and heat from his tongue is driving me mad. He laughs as I squirm against his mouth.
“I could eat this for breakfast, lunch and dinner.”
“Please let me come, Logan. It’s been too long.”
He stops to look at me. “Love, we are leaving on vacation. You’re not going to stop coming.” For the first time in a long time, I blush. He gives me his devilish grin before he dives back in devouring my pussy like it’s his favorite feast. I’m moaning and grinding my hips when he pins me down with his hands and continues to lick my clit. I’m getting close to an orgasm, so as usual he stops and sticks his tongue as deep inside me as he can so I explode on his tongue. I try to move, but he won’t let me until he’s done lapping up every last drop.
He takes another ice cube and rubs it over my nipples and they get even harder than they were. I didn’t even think it was possible, but they’re so hard they hurt.
“Logan,” I moan. “Please, that’s too cold, suck them.”
“Gladly.” He palms my breast and fits as much of it as he can into his mouth. While he’s sucking on it I hear a vibration, though I don’t realize what it is until presses it gently against my clit. “Logan!”
“I got you, love, just relax.”
“It's so sensitive.”
He bites my nipple. “I know, let it go love,” he says, but I can’t; I’m on sensation overload. “Love, please give me what I want and I’ll give you what you want.” He kisses me passionately. His tongue is attacking mine when my orgasm tears through me and my legs tighten around his hand. His kiss is blocking my screams as I ride out my orgasm. He finally pulls away and I close my eyes, trying to slow my breath.
He climbs on top of me and slowly slides his entire length in me. He slowly slips himself out of me and then back in, teasing me.
“Logan, give it to me!” I demand. He slides it in a bit faster this time, still not giving me what I want. “Logan, you promised,” I whine. He pulls out and rams into me hard then pauses deep inside me.
“Is that what you want?” I bite my lip and nod. He pulls out slowly and ram into me again. He’s hitting so deep I whimper. He’s gradually picking up the pace, slamming me just as deep and it feels unbelievable. “Yes, Logan, like that.”
“Skyler, love, I’m not going to last much longer, so give me what I want. Milk me, baby!” He keeps going harder and faster and I give him what he wants. Another orgasm is ripping through me and I’m milking him, begging for his seed. He slams in me one last time and freezes there as he empties every last drop deep inside me.
***
Logan
I nudge Skyler awake. She stretches and flashes her beautiful brown eyes at me. “Where are we?”
“I must have tired you out because you slept the entire flight. We’ll be landing in about twenty minutes.”
She sits up and stretches, taking her water bottle from the seat pouch in front of her and taking a long drink. We are landing at 7:00am, and I have paid extra money for early check in because I want our room available when we get there. I have a few surprises planned for her when we get off the plane. I want this to be the trip of her dreams.
When the seatbelt light goes off we stand, and being in first class we’re let off the plane first. We head off with our carry-ons in hand toward baggage claim. There’s a man in a suit waiting for us with a sign that reads ‘Michaels’ on it.
Her eyes light up full of excitement. “Is that for us?” Skyler asks, and I nod. We walk over to him and the gentleman presents her with a beautiful floral lei.
“Aloha, ma’am,” he says, placing the lei around her neck. Her smile is so big I’m sure her cheeks hurt.
He gives me a lei as well and greets me. My lei is blue and yellow flowers and hers are pretty pink flowers.
“Mr. Michaels, your luggage is being pulled off the plane right now. If you’ll wait here I’ll retrieve it and we can be on our way.”
I thank him and he walks off to get our luggage.
“Can I take a selfie of us to send to Sadie? She pretty much hates me right now, and I want to brag.”
I kiss her. “Anything you want. This trip is all about you.”
We lean together, and she stretches her hand out in front of us and takes a picture, then quickly sends it off to Sadie. By the time she’s done texting, our driver is back with our bags. He takes Skyler's carry on and hangs it over his shoulder, instructing us to follow him. As we’re driving through Hawaii we’re pointing out sights and looking at different fun things we want to check out.
It takes us about forty-five minutes to get to the hotel. The driver parks, opens the door for Skyler, and then walks us in with our luggage. I walk up to the counter, give my name, and instantly the clerk’s expression changes.
“Oh yes, Mr. Michaels. We have your room all set for you. Please follow me and I’ll show you the way.” She tells concierge to take our bags to our room immediately. I hand our driver a one hundred dollar bill and thank him for getting us here. We follow our guide to our room, and she’s pointing out the spa, the gym, and the different pools around the complex. She informs us of the shops out front and the different restaurants around it. We also have a special beachside cabana booked that she informs me is ready for our use whenever we want it.
When we arrive at our room, she inserts the key into the lock on the double doors and opens them to a huge suite that has an incredible open layout. There’s a large living area and kitchen with dining table. The balcony is huge with cushioned wicker furniture and a glass top table. We walk over, open the doors, and step out.
“Logan, this view is breathtaking.” Skyler takes some pictures with her phone. We have a clear view of the beach, beautiful palm trees, and the bluest ocean you'll ever see.
“Is there anything else I can get you before I leave you to enjoy your stay with us?”
“No, ma’am,” I say to the hotel clerk. “Thank you. I think we are good from here.”
“If there’s anything you need or we can do to make your stay better, please feel free to press zero on your phone and we’ll take care of it right away.”
“Thank you.”
She heads toward the doors, closing them behind her.
“So, my love, what do you want to do today?”
“I have no idea. There’s too much to choose from I don’t know where to begin,” Skyler replies with her big, heart stopping smile.
“Well let me tell you some of the things I already have planned for us. We’ll be going on a full day island tour this week. I have his and her massages planned for us, and you can’t come to Hawaii without going to a luau, so we’ll be doing that as well.”
“I think I want to relax on the beach for now.”
“We can do that, but we need to come back to shower and get ready for our dinner cruise. It’s going out on the water at 5:00.”
There’s a knock on the door; our luggage has arrived. I slip the bellhop a tip while Skyler wheels our bags into the room.
“Perfect timing,” she says. She opens her suitcase to get her bikini and beach cover up, running into the bathroom to change while I dig mine out. She comes out in this Hawaiian print pink and white bikini, and she looks absolutely stunning. She collects a tube of sunscreen, a towel, and a bottle of water to take down to the beach.
When we get to the edge of the beach, we find a man standing in a booth for the cabanas. I give him my name, ask him which cabana is ours. He walks us over to it, informing us that there’s soda, water, and seltzer in the fridge, and points out there are towels on the shelf. We look inside, shocked at how big and spacious it is. There are two lounge chairs waiting for us. Skyler takes her chair and slides it outside so she’s in the sun, and I do the same with mine. I take her tube of sunscreen, squirt some into my hands, and run it all over her back and shoulders.
“If you burn, I won’t be able to touch you later and that will be a big problem.”
She kisses me and says, “Thank you,” before lying on her chair in the hot Hawaiian sun.
***
Skyler
Logan has been the absolute best all day today. He has been so attentive, making sure I’ve had plenty of sunscreen on. I’ve been drinking plenty of fluids so I don’t dehydrate, and he ordered lunch to be delivered to us on the beach. We took a few quick dips in the ocean to cool off; the sun here is brutal. It has been the most relaxing afternoon of lounging around and reading on the beach.
When it’s time for us to leave to get ready for dinner, we put our chairs back into our cabana, drop our dirty towels into a bin, put our sandals on, and head back to our room. The sand is unbelievably soft but way too hot to walk on without sandals. You can maybe take a few steps here and there, but you would literally burn your feet without them.
We take the long way back to the room so we can take a look around at the little shops. The entire outside of the village is populated with restaurants, jewelry shops, clothing stores, and local crafters selling their own trinkets.
“Is there something you like, love?”
I shake my head. “I’m ready to head back to the room. It’s hot and I want to take a cool shower and get ready for dinner.”
We’re all showered and dressed for dinner. Logan looks nice in his khaki shorts and polo shirt, and I’m wearing a pretty floral sundress that matches his shirt. I’m pretty sure when he told our personal shopper we needed clothes for Hawaii she matched us on purpose. We walk down to the concierge to find out where we need to go to get on our dinner cruise. He calls a car and tells the man where we’re going, we climb in, and he whisks us away to our location.
When we arrive Logan steps out of the car, tips the driver, and we walk up the dock to board the ferry. There’s a man at the entrance to whom we give our names and show our tickets. He lets us on the boat and tells us to enjoy our night. There are a bunch of round tables everywhere, and diners are expected to share a table with other couples or families. We locate our seats and we’re the first from our table to arrive. Our waiter arrives to take our drink order and leaves. While he’s getting them, we discuss walking back up to the main deck to look around and enjoy the gorgeous weather. Within minutes our waiter is back with our beverages.
We thank him and take our drinks to the main deck to watch people aboard the boat. There’s also a bar up here where we can refill our drinks and some small tables to sit and relax.
A short time later the boat pulls away from the dock and the captain comes over the intercom and asking us to take our seats for dinner. He informs us that the cruise is about two hours and after dinner we’ll go to the main deck for a beautiful firework display.
A waiter comes over and tells us to please help ourselves to the buffet, so we head up to the line and find a huge variety of local cuisine. I don’t know where to start. We both try different foods so we can sample things from each other’s plates and head back to our table. We have two other couples sitting with us. One couple is from the East Coast and is there on their honeymoon. The other couple is a fun older couple that has been married for a few years and decided they needed a vacation and had always wanted to come to Hawaii. The older couple is at the end of their trip, but the younger couple just got here like us and is looking forward to the rest of their trip. We all share about where we want to go and visit and the older couple shares where they’ve gone and what they liked about each of their experiences.
Once we have finished eating, the six of us continue our night up on the main deck. I order another glass of wine and we find a table at the front of the boat where we’ll be able to have a direct view of the fireworks. I brought a sweater to put on over my dress and I’m glad because it’s a bit chilly out on the water.
The upper deck is filling as more people finish their dinners and come outside. It must be just about time for the fireworks because we only have a short time left on the boat. Suddenly there’s a large boom in the sky and it lights up. Logan reaches over for my hand and I lean my head on his shoulder to watch the display lighting up the sky. It’s absolutely spectacular and a perfect way to end the night.
“I love you, Skyler,” he whispers in my ear.
I turn to him and smile. “I love you too, Logan.”