Chapter 35

Imagine the surprise Jonathan and I got when we thought we were being rudely awakened at seven in the morning after our wonderful wedding night! Jonathan was already out of bed and mumbling under his breath when the knocking at the front door finally penetrated my subconscious.

I rolled onto my side and groggily asked, “Who is it?”

Jonathan grumbled, “I don’t know, but they had better have a really good reason for disturbing us this early in the morning when they knew we just got married!”

My frown matched Jonathan’s as I slid out of bed and hastily pulled on some clothes before joining Jonathan in walking to the front door.

The moment he yanked open the door, we were greeted with a chorus of “Surprise!”

I stared at the small group of people as Jonathan rolled his eyes and retorted, “What? You guys can’t possibly have gotten more sleep than we did! We left earlier than any of you did!”

My mother laughed, “Of course we didn’t! We just wanted to come and see you off on your honeymoon, that’s all.”

“Mom, our flight doesn’t leave until 10am, it’s seven!”

Elise shook her head, “Nope, the flight leaves at 9.”

“So you two should march back inside and take a quick shower and get dressed,” finished David.

“We’ll pack your stuff in the car while you do,” added Danny.

“And we’ll drive you to the airport,” announced Samantha.

“And if you hurry up, you just might be able to eat some breakfast before we go,” said Alishia.

Jonathan and I didn’t have a chance to say a word as Darryl and Sarah began pushing the both of us towards the bedroom as everyone continued to give us instructions.

“Oh my God! Jonathan look at the view!” I exclaimed as the car wound it’s way up the driveway towards the quaint Italian villa our parents had rented for us for the week.

Jonathan nodded as he gazed at the same view, “I know! I still can’t believe they did this!”

I giggled, “We should have known they wouldn’t have let us plan our own honeymoon!”

Jonathan gave me his familiar smirk as he said, “Well, I’m not complaining. I like their plan much better.”

I laughed at that.

He was right. Jonathan and I had decided to rent a hotel in Hawaii on the beach for a week, since we really didn’t have time to make any real plans and the Hawaii honeymoon was a package deal. However, neither one of us had known that while our mothers were planning the wedding, they were also planning the honeymoon with the help of Alishia and David.

Together, they had managed to find the two bedroom rental out in the lush green Italian countryside with the Dolomite mountains not too far away. It really was a beautiful sight. All of the green fields surrounded by huge lush green trees and the magnificent mountains sprinkled with snow.

It was indeed a surprise as Jonathan and I took our shower together then ate the breakfast our mothers had prepared for us while David, Darryl, and Danny had packed our bags in the car.

As soon as we were done eating, all of us piled into three cars and they took us to the airport where they checked us in to another flight to Italy instead of Hawaii. We had thirty minutes to spare in which Jonathan and I gawked and hugged and gave our thanks to everyone for putting this together and loving us so much.

Soon, we were on the plane on our way to Italy, making two stops before we were escorted to a chartered car that took us the hour and thirty minutes to reach the villa that would be our home for the next seven days and seven nights.

As the driver unloaded our bags and took them to the main bedroom, Jonathan and I took in the sights of the house.

From the moment we walked in, we noticed the rustic feel of the place. The entire building was made of stone and the living room which we’d just walked into was a prime example.

In the middle of the room, acting as a divider was the rust colored couch with a low, rectangular coffee table in front of it. The table was made of a pale wood with a glass top and set on an oblong plush rug. In the wall in front of that was the stone fireplace with the same pale wood making up the high mantel and the master bedroom door to the right of it.

Behind the couch was a long buffet table made of the same pale wood and glass. Against the far wall, to the right of the second bedroom’s door, hung a tapestry which seemed to depict a long ago Roman battle scene. At the corner of the wall next to the bedroom door was the beginning of a hallway.

As soon as our bags were in the bedroom, the driver came out and spoke to us with a heavy Italian accent. “Your bags are in the bedroom. Here are the keys to the house. The kitchen has been stocked as requested. And the bedroom and the bathroom. If you need anything else, the phone number to call for service is next to the phone in the kitchen.”

Jonathan and I both nodded as the driver handed Jonathan the keys. He gave us a huge smile, “Anything else I can get you two?”

We shook our heads as Jonathan said, “Thanks.”

He nodded, “Very well then, have a wonderful week.” As he made his way out the front door, he added, “Enjoy your honeymoon and congratulations!”

We waved to him as he walked to his car and left.

As soon as Jonathan closed the door, I squealed and launched myself into his arms. “Jonathan! I love this place!”

He laughed as he hugged me, “You haven’t even seen the rest of it.”

“Well, come on then, let’s go see it!”

I tugged his hand and we walked to the second bedroom’s door to look in. The double bed was set against the window that looked out of the front of the house and the bathroom was at the far end of the room. There was a small closet in the front corner of the room next to an equally small desk. Against the wall opposite the bed was a long, low dresser with photos of the countryside framed on the wall.

We left the room and walked down the hall, entering the door on the right which was the kitchen. Along the wall to the right were the appliances interspersed with cabinets and drawers. A pantry was in the far wall and more cabinets surrounded two picturesque windows on the left wall. There was a small stone island with a wooden top in the center of the kitchen.

We walked back out of the room and into the door on the other side of the hallway, which was the dining room. A tall buffet table was at the other end of the room and a table big enough to fit six comfortably sat in the center. Another tapestry filled the wall separating the room from the living room and this one depicted a feast of some kind. On the opposite wall were two doors that opened wide to give a great view of the oblong pool in the back and the mountains in the distance.

Jonathan had opened the curtains that hid the doors and thrown open the doors so that we could see the view. As we stepped out onto the pool area, we saw the above ground Jacuzzi to the right.

It was a strange sight to us because, while the pool looked every bit a part of the place with the same types of stones made smoother for the pool; the Jacuzzi was very modern. It was surrounded by a very modern wooden screen to provide some privacy from the surrounding area. Still, we both knew we’d be taking advantage of that Jacuzzi while we were there.

We stood there for a few minutes, enjoying the view before Jonathan tugged me back inside and closed the doors. As he closed the curtains, I made my way back into the hallway, towards the living room. Jonathan caught up with me and we made our way to the bedroom door next to the fireplace.

As soon as we neared it, Jonathan swung me up into his arms. I laughed as I slid my arms around his shoulders before leaning in to kiss him. That was the way we entered the master bedroom which would be our home for the next seven days.

Jonathan moaned into my mouth as I continued to kiss him while he made his way into the bedroom. Slowly, I pulled my lips from his giving his bottom lip a lick before turning my head to look around the room. Jonathan growled at that and took two more steps before he tossed me on the bed and pounced on top of me.

I laughed as he leaned down and took my lips in his, devouring me. I let him lean me back against the mattress as his lips left mine and proceeded to lick and nip at my neck. I gave a little sigh and tilted my head back to give him access as my eyes fluttered open.

It was then that I really saw the room. The king sized bed frame was made of wood that was the same pale color as before, only the legs and poles around the bed seemed thick and massive. Beautiful figures were carved into the poles as well as on the headboard set against the far wall from the entrance to the room. The bed was positioned in the center and there were hand carved night stands on either side of the bed.

“Jonathan! Look how beautiful it is!”

Jonathan mumbled against my neck, “Mmmm, you are beautiful.”

I slid my hands between our bodies and pushed him gently, “No, Jonathan. Look at the room.”

“Later,” he mumbled as his hand slid underneath my shirt to cup my breast.

I gasped at the sensation, but continued to tug at his wrist. “Jonathan, wait! We haven’t finished looking at the place.”

Jonathan finally lifted his head look enough to look into my eyes as he whispered huskily, “I’ve seen enough. Right now, I really want to start my honeymoon by making love to my beautiful wife.”

I started to pout, but Jonathan beat me to it when he slid his hand into my hair, dipped me back, and gave me the kiss that always made me breathless. The one he knew made me go liquid in his arms.

I gave up fighting as my arms slid down his chest, curling my fingers into the waistband of his pants before lifting his shirt up. He moved away from me long enough to let me toss his shirt away before moving closer to me again.

After that, we both made short work of our clothes and soon we were under the covers enjoying our honeymoon.

Jonathan and I hadn’t left the bedroom again until the following day when hunger finally woke us up. We’d spent the rest of the evening and night in the bedroom, christening every surface we could think of. Starting out in the bed, we’d soon moved to the desk that was against the wall to the right of the bed and made love both on the desk and in the chair.

After that we’d moved to the rug in front of the fireplace in the front right corner of the room and I’d lain on the rug while Jonathan started a fire. By that time, it had grown dark outside, so we’d enjoyed laying there surrounded by firelight and relaxing. Eventually, we’d started to make out again before Jonathan positioned our bodies so that our hands and mouths would pleasure each other at the same time.

When we’d recovered from that round, we decided to take a shower and ended up with Jonathan taking me against the wall, which was always one of my favorite ways to make love to him. He knew I loved the way he felt so long and thick in that position.

After that, we’d barely managed to dry off as we tumbled back into bed and curled up under the blankets to fall asleep.

When we woke up later, the fire had banked, so Jonathan built it up again and I opened the curtains to the doors on the left wall so that we could see the mountains in the distance. Luckily, the moon and stars were bright enough to see them somewhat. So, Jonathan and I got under the covers again, with him behind me, spooning me. We lay on our sides gazing out at the scenery and just enjoyed being close to each other.

Soon, one thing led to another and we were making love once more in the bed. It was late that night when we finally collapsed against the mattress, both of us too exhausted to go on. As Jonathan fell asleep besides me, I got up to draw the curtains closed before climbing back into bed with him. The moment I moved to his side, his arms automatically hugged me close to his body and he buried his face in my hair.

I fell asleep with a smile on my face and my fingers interlaced with his.

After making a quick breakfast of eggs and toast, we ate our meal on the small round table that was near the doors to the back in our bedroom. With the curtains opened wide, we enjoyed our breakfast and the view.

While I took our remains back to the kitchen and cleaned up, Jonathan put our things away in the dresser that was against the wall opposite of the bed and in the closet that was to the right of the dresser. After I’d finished in the kitchen, I helped Jonathan put away the rest of our things before we got dressed and went for a short walk outside in the field.

We took a blanket with us and found a nice spot beneath some trees to rest. Lying on the blanket in the shade, we talked about the highlights of our wedding and how surprised and thrilled we still were that our family had planned this for us.

I asked Jonathan if he wanted to stay there the whole week or if he wanted to see if there were places we could visit nearby.

“It’s our honeymoon, Alex.” He reached up and slid his fingers through my hair. “Not a vacation. I don’t want to do the tourist thing and hit up all the local attractions. We can do that some other time. I’d rather spend the week lost in you.”

I smiled as he pulled me down against him and gave me a sweet kiss.

When he pulled away, he added, “I also think we should use this time to talk more about our future and what we both want.”

I nodded, “Yes. What we want for ourselves and for each other.”

He nodded in agreement.

I leaned in to rub my nose against his, “Plus, there’s also the added bonus of having you entirely to myself with absolutely no interruptions.”

He laughed at that. “Oh, I so totally agree.”

“Good. So, let’s start now.”

Jonathan quirked an eyebrow before sitting up and looking around. I laughed at that, knowing he was trying to see if the place was secluded enough. Judging that it was, he pulled me into his arms and we both giggled as we began to undress each other again.

After spending the afternoon riding my husband in the shade of huge evergreen trees and resting a bit, we returned to the house to make a light lunch of sandwiches and a side of fruit. Then after napping again, we woke up just as the sun began to fade and went out to take advantage of the Jacuzzi.

The next day we slept in, made and ate brunch, and spent the rest of the day lounging by the pool and talking. Every so often we’d take a dip in the pool and a few times we even played and splashed around.

When the sun began to set, we went inside and took a long hot shower together, but managed to just bathe and not have a repeat of my favorite water sport.

We got out and decided to make a full dinner together. As the food sat warming in the kitchen, Jonathan and I returned to the bedroom and got dressed in outfits we’d packed just in case we’d go out somewhere fancy.

Returning to the kitchen, we began to take the food into the dining room and set it all out to have a romantic formal dinner together.

After we ate and returned everything to the kitchen, we moved to the living room where Jonathan hooked up his I pod to a double set of headphones and we danced to the music there.

The next day, we went for a longer walk into the surrounding field and trees, making sure we could still see the house in the distance. We found a field of flowers and sat down on the blanket to enjoy the light breeze and talk some more.

We actually took a nap out there before we made our way back to the house and made lunch.

We spent the rest of the day lounging in the living room. It never seemed to amaze us at how fast time went by when we were simply lying around, talking, or making each other laugh.

We ended the night there on the couch and on the rug in front of the fireplace after Jonathan had moved the table. I had retrieved a blanket from the bedroom and we’d spent the night in front of the fire in the living room.

The next day Jonathan woke me up saying he had a surprise and took me into the dining room where he’d arranged for us to have breakfast.

Turned out the surprise was for us to have breakfast on each other and then finish off making love on the dining table.

Needless to say, after that, we both needed a shower to get the sticky mess off of ourselves. Still, we giggled and laughed all the way through the shower.

That night, we slept in the other bedroom even though it was rather small since Jonathan and I had decided we wanted to see if we could succeed in christening all of the rooms in the house.

We went for another walk the next day and ended up chasing each other around the nearby field before deciding to head back and cool off in the pool.

We swam for a bit, then sunbathed and talked a bit drinking lemonade that Jonathan had made.

After that, we got back in the pool and got frisky with each other. Our splashing and playing in the pool soon turned heated and before long, Jonathan and I were making love in the pool. Our swim suits had been tossed haphazardly and we ended up just skinny dipping for the rest of the day.

I took a shower first while Jonathan cleaned up, then while he showered, I started dinner. I was standing at the island, with my back to the door when Jonathan came in. After I’d gotten out of the shower, I simply put on one of his buttoned up shirts and nothing else.

Jonathan always liked seeing me in his shirts, so the moment he saw me standing at the island with my back to him, he moved behind me and pulled me back against him.

I giggled when his lips began nibbling at my neck, “Jonathan! Dinner first, remember?”

“Mmmm, no I think I’d rather have an appetizer,” he mumbled as his hands slid under the shirt.

I leaned even closer to him as his fingers slid thorough my folds and began caressing my clit. I slid one arm around him, fingers disappearing into his hair as his other hand moved to cup my breast.

Turning my head so that I could kiss him, I whispered, “No, let’s start with dessert.”

Jonathan moaned an agreement as I turned in his arms and he lifted me up onto the counter, pushing our dinner out of the way.

I slid my arms around his shoulders as he moved to stand between my thighs while I hooked my ankles around his legs. Our lips met once more and Jonathan slowly began to unbutton the shirt before sliding his hands over my bare skin.

As he took my breasts in his hands and began to knead them, I slid my hands down his bare chest and nimbly undid the front of his pants. His lips moved to my neck and I tilted my head back to allow him access.

I slid one hand inside his pants and began to stroke him as his mouth moved down to take a nipple in his mouth.

“Oh Jonathan,” I moaned as his teeth and tongue teased the hardening bud.

The more he loved my breast, the more I stroked him in my hand until I could feel his hot breath quickening against my skin.

Jonathan moved his mouth to my other breast while I used both hands to push down his pants and underwear. In the end, I used my feet to push them the rest of the way down and Jonathan cupped my rear in his hands to bring me to the edge of the counter.

Jonathan pushed the shirt off my shoulders and I shrugged it the rest of the way off before wrapping my legs around his and pulling him back to me.

Our lips met in a heated kiss, my hand going between his legs to grip him and guide him to my opening. With a serrated moan, Jonathan slid deep inside of me and took my hips in his hands to steady me.

I lifted my head to look into his eyes as he began to slowly slide in and out of me. “Jonathan.” I moaned, “Oh Jonathan, you always feel so wonderful.”

He nodded as he panted, his eyes boring into mine. “Yes, I love being inside of you beautiful.”

I smiled and tightened my hold on him.

“God! Alex! What you do to me, beautiful!”

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders again and held him close as we both picked up our pace. As I felt myself nearing the end, I tilted my head back and closed my eyes enjoying the feel of my husband as he made love to me.

“Jonathan, I’m close…oh I’m so close.”

“Me too, beautiful.”

I gasped as he hit the perfect spot, then threw my head further back and let out a serrated cry as I fell apart in his arms.

Jonathan held me tight, his face buried in my chest as he continued to pound inside of me both prolonging my orgasm and bringing his on.

The moment I heard him cry out, “Yes! Alexxxx!” I gripped him close and milked him until he slumped against me, completely emptied.

We stayed that way a few long moments before he slowly lifted his head to give me a tender kiss on the lips.

I sighed as he pulled away and cupped my cheek in his hand.

“I love you, beautiful.”

I leaned my forehead against his and whispered, “Love you too.”

We shared a smile before he helped me down and we put our clothes back on before salvaging dinner.

On our last full day there, we spent most of it in the master bedroom watching the sun rise, eating breakfast in bed, making love, and chasing each other around the room.

We took a nap and woke up to take a short walk before going back to our bedroom to watch the sunset and have a light dinner. After dinner, we packed up our things then relaxed in front of the fireplace in the bedroom.

When things started to heat up again, we moved to the bed and spent the rest of the night enjoying the feel of each others bodies. Even with the slow, pleasurable love making of the night, we still managed to get enough sleep so that we could get up in time to meet our driver.

Jonathan and I had gotten up early enough to take a shower and eat breakfast before the car arrived to take us to the airport. Still, we both slept most of the plane ride home.

I frowned as Jonathan and I walked into the airport holding hands. Only David and Elise were there to greet us when I had known mom and Samantha were supposed to be there too.

As the two of them came up and hugged us, asking us if we had a good time I interrupted.

“Where’s mom?”

Elise cast what looked like a worried look at David as he answered, “She’s with Danny and the lawyer.”

I narrowed my eyes, “Right now? I thought we’d already straightened out the bond mess.”

David shook his head, “No, it’s about Daniel.”

Jonathan slid his arm around my waist as I stiffened “What about Daniel?” I growled.

David sighed, “He tried to get his lawyer to make things difficult for Laura, but they’re handling it.”

“What?”

Elise nodded as she patted my arm, “It’s okay, Alex, they’re handling it. Your mom wanted us to tell you she’d see you later this evening.”

Before I had a chance to say anything else, I heard my name called out. Turning around, I saw Sarah walking swiftly towards me with Darryl in tow. All of us saw the frantic look on my best friend’s face.

“Alex! There’s something you should know!”

“I know, my mom is dealing with Daniel’s lawyer…”

Sarah shook her head, “No, girlfriend.” She glanced at Jonathan before looking back at me and giving my arm a gentle squeeze.

“It’s about Mark.”