Chapter Twenty One

Nathan

Bedroom to Boardroom

I thought the beaches in San Diego were beautiful, but looking out across the crystal blue waters as I stood on the white sand beaches of Hawaii was absolutely breathtaking. Everything from the birds in the sky to the sun closing in on the horizon, spewing hues of oranges, blues, and pinks everywhere, created a feeling beyond relaxation. I stuck my hands in my white linen pants and rubbed my toes through the sand, closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath. There hadn’t been a day since I left my father’s company that I regretted it one bit, and now, I got to live my life with the woman that kept me on my toes, showed me what life was really about, and had the same dreams and aspirations for the future as I did. I couldn’t feel luckier than I did right then.

Just looking out over the ocean, I couldn’t think of a more perfect place for a wedding. It was like this place was created just for us, knowing that some stuffy church wedding, surrounded by hundreds of people we barely knew, didn’t fit our love at all. We were brought together by unyielding and unbiased attraction, a love from a parent that transcended background or nationality, and now we were getting ready to join together as husband and wife. We had so many things planned for our future, from building an empire to building a family, and I really felt like this was going to be the first day of the rest of our lives. No one could have prepared me for meeting Ronni. No one could have prepared me for when my eyes finally opened and I saw who my family members really were. But, with Ronni patiently waiting by my side, I was able to push through all of that and set myself free from the chains of a miserable and lonely life.

Relaxing still wasn’t coming easily to me after living my entire life on the go constantly, since I was old enough to go to school, but the stress of that life had lifted off my shoulders. The loneliness I felt so long ago was nothing but a memory that has since floated into the distant past. Although I'm not surrounded daily by hordes of people anymore, I couldn’t feel more loved than I did in my simple little life with my amazing wife to be. Standing here, waiting for her to come join me to be married, I realized that I finally, after so long, felt at peace.

I looked up as I caught the glimpse of blowing fabrics out of the corner of my eye. I smiled as Maria walked forward, wearing a lavender bridesmaid bikini and carrying a small sprig of flowers. She looked over at her boyfriend, the guy that I met at the salsa club so long ago, and winked at him, putting a bit of pep in her step. Once she passed, I looked down the makeshift sandy aisle on the beach, and my jaw dropped. Ronni was standing in front of me in a white, specially designed bridal bikini with a sheer skirt tied around her waist. Her dark hair glistened in the sunlight, and her tan skin sparkled radiantly. Around her ankle was a bracelet of fresh white flowers that accented her skin perfectly. She had to be the most beautiful bride I had ever seen, and she was all mine.

Emotions flowed through my body, and tears tugged at the edges of my eyes. I was more than overjoyed at the fact that this beautiful woman was going to be my wife. She was absolutely stunning in every way, and on top of all of that, she was a beautiful person on the inside. Looking back, I could now see that I had been drawn to Ronni ever since she came to stay at our house. At first, it was curiosity and empathy, wanting to make this young girl feel at home in a new country and a new place. As she grew older, I could see her blossoming into an amazing woman, and my thoughts about her shifted to a new reality.

There were always beautiful women throwing themselves at me, mostly because they knew I was a billionaire, but none of them had stayed on my mind for more than a few moments. Ronni, however, continued to beat into my brain every day for a very long time. I never took that as anything more than lust until we finally freed ourselves from my family and got together. I realized that she was the one from the very beginning, and I knew that every time I was around her or near her, I felt calm and complete. Now she was going to be my wife.

She stepped forward beside me and smiled big as she handed her bouquet to Maria. Maria and her boyfriend stepped back and watched as the officiant began the ceremony. It was short but covered everything that made us who we were as a couple. The strength that we built between us was overwhelming, and the light that Ronni brought into my life couldn’t have been more of a beautiful thing. As she said the words, “I do,” I grasped her hands and pulled her close, pressing my lips deeply against hers.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the officiant said joyously.

Maria and her boyfriend clapped as Ronni and I embraced. From there, overjoyed at our union, we went to dinner at a local restaurant with Maria and her boyfriend, before retiring to our private honeymoon suite at the small resort that I had completely rented out. I wanted our privacy to be so absolute that I even took the time to book Maria and her guest at a separate resort where they would be wined, dined, and showed all over the island. The place was gorgeous and the staff was plentiful. As we approached the doors to the villa, the staff on call opened the double doors, and I lifted Ronni off her feet, carrying her over the threshold. She laughed and giggled as we entered into the luxury suite and looked around in awe at our accommodations.

Everything was absolutely gorgeous, from the fresh flowers on the table to the light colors and beach decor. The ceilings were vaulted with large fans whose blades were shaped like the leaves of the palms outside. The smell of suntan oil and fresh coconut wafted through the room, giving it that extra feeling of an exotic nature. Our bags had already been delivered to the villa, and we walked into the bedroom where a large, four-poster bed sat in the middle of the floor and the doors opened up to a private beach.

The water was rushing onto the shore, and the sky still shimmered, even in the light of the moon. Ronni walked out onto the terrace, looking out at the view and closing her eyes, taking it all in. I stood back and watched my beautiful wife as the wind whipped through her hair and over her scantily clad body. Her bathing suit cut in on the ass, and I couldn’t help but appreciate the way her luscious body curved in the illuminated string of lights on the railing. She was absolutely radiant. I set my bag down on the floor and walked outside, cloaking her in my body and kissing down her neck.

“It was absolutely amazing,” she whispered with a smile. “And now we are husband and wife. Isn’t that crazy?”

She turned toward me and smiled, kissing me back as I leaned into her. She could feel the bulge in my pants beginning to grow as I reached for the string on her top. She grabbed my wrist and smiled, shaking her head. I looked at her with slight confusion and watched as she walked past me, grabbing her bag and disappearing into the bathroom. I walked around the bed and pulled my shirt off my back, folding it and laying it on the dresser. I untied my long white pants and let them fall to the floor. I stretched high and walked over to the bed, laying back against the headboard, and waiting for my bride to return. I could smell whiffs of her perfume coming from under the door of the bathroom, and instantly, my cock was erect thinking about what was about to come. I looked over as she creaked open the door and stood in the artificial lights, wearing a sheer nighty and a pair of white thong panties. Her nipples were hard, and I could see almost every part of her.

She walked forward seductively and crawled across the bed. Her hand ran up my boxer briefs, pressing hard against my erection before grasping it through the cloth. I groaned at the feeling of her fingers wrapped around it and reached out to cup her breast. She shifted between my legs and pulled my boxers from my body, grabbing my dick with her hand and stroking it slowly as she fondled my balls. I reached my arms up behind my head and watched as she licked her lips before diving down and taking my cock into her mouth.

At first, she was playful, licking up and down the shaft, swirling her tongue around the head, but after a few moments, she took the shaft deep into her throat and sucked hard as she pulled her head back up. I moaned, feeling her lips wrapped around my cock and feeling the shaft touch the sides of her throat.

She looked up at me as she began to suck harder, slightly increasing her speed. I clasped my hands behind my head and watched her succulent lips slide up and down, her saliva dripping and pooling at the base of my cock. She pulled her lips away and grabbed on tight to my shaft while she gripped it hard and fast, causing me to jolt forward in pleasure. A coy smile pulled at her lips every time she saw my face writhe in ecstasy.

I reached down and wrapped my hand in her hair, pushing her face back down. She smiled and looked at me as she opened wide and deep throated my erection. I pulled her head up and down, twisting her face as I pulled back up. I held her head high for a moment while I thrust my hips up and into her mouth. She moaned as I picked up the pace, fucking her mouth and feeling my cock deep down inside of her. Her eyes watered, but she kept going, groaning deeply as my cock touched the back of her throat.

The noises coming from my wife were raw and uninhibited, and I couldn’t help but be completely turned on by them. I wanted her so badly in that moment. I wanted to feel her wet pussy wrapped around my cock. I wanted to feel her erupt in orgasm, squeezing my dick in her pussy. I wanted her to feel how it felt for me to explode inside of her, pushing my seed from my body, and letting my orgasm flow inside her. I looked down, fighting with myself about whether to keep feeling the amazing motion of her mouth or flip her over and fuck the hell out of her. As if she could feel the answer through my bulging shaft, she pulled her head up and slipped her nighty over her head. She slid her panties down and threw them on the floor, climbing forward and straddling me. I knew exactly what she wanted.