~Four Months Later~
Amila groggily woke up hearing some thumping sounds and she looked to see Marcos was not in the bed beside her. She yawned moving to the edge of the bed, she picked up one of Marcos shirt, putting it over her body to cover her nakedness.
She walked out of the room, smiling instantly when she saw Marcos at the stove,
"What are you making?", she asked wrapping her arms around his stomach placing her kiss on his shoulder blade,
"Enfrijolada, abuela taught me how to make it, said that I'd need to make it for my esposa, or I'd get my ass kicked if I even think about starving her", he said shaking his head with a smile. Amila chuckled grabbing his cup from the counter taking a sip,
"What do you want to do today?", she gazed up at him as he put their food on a plate.
Marcos thought about it taking a bite of his food,
"I actually want to take you somewhere Hermosa, I saw it a few days ago when we walked on the beach", he said with a smile. Amila smiled taking a bite of her own food, moaning at how good it tastes,
"What did you have in mind?", she asked as he smirked,
"It's a surprise".
Amila squealed like a child as she sees where Marcos is taking her. It was a fairground with all sorts of rides, she never got to go to one as a kid as her parents never cared for that sort of thing.
They haven't really left home, Amila got a hotel near the Santa Monica Pier and for the past few weeks, they've gotten more connected with each other than they have been.
"How did I not realize this?", she happily says pulling Marcos to the kiosk,
"Tickets for each ride", he tells the clerk who smiled,
"That'd be $192 even".
Amila went to take out her wallet but Marcos stopped her by handing the cash over,
"Heyyyy", she whined as he kissed her cheek grabbing the tickets,
"Where to first?", he asked wrapping an arm around her shoulder. Amila thought about it knowing he hated heights so she didn't want to take him on anything that'd scare him,
"Let's take the pacific wheel, I hear it's got a sick panoramic view of the Southern California coastline", she stated to him. He nods wrapping an arm around her shoulder,
"Let's go", he ushered her through the crowd. Amila was so excited that she couldn't hide it. Reaching the ride, Marcos hands the tickets over to the older woman working the line,
"Enjoy the ride", she smiled. Amila walked up taking a seat and then Marcos sat beside her. The woman locked them in signaling someone and up they went. Amila gazed over at Marcos, seeing one hand squeeze his thigh.
"Hey", she nudged his chin to look at her, "you okay?", she softly asked.
Marcos nods squeezing her shoulder but she knew it was the heights yet he did all of this regardless.
"Do you know how much I love you", she murmured rubbing his chest. Marcos captured her lips in a soft kiss,
"You tell me everyday Hermosa. I love you to", he kissed her again squeezing her thigh. Amila pulled back leaning her head on his chest, gazing out at the view. It was really beautiful; more so breathtaking.
Marcos thought about asking the question right then and there but he wanted to do it on the ground where his mind was stable and not screaming at how high off the ground they were.
Exiting the ride, Amila enjoyed every bit of it,
"Come with me", Marcos pulled her towards the pier, he seemed nervous as they made it to the end of the dock,
"I've been meaning to do this a while I just didn't know how", he said turning to face her. Amila was confused with what he was saying till her eyes grew wide to see him bend down on one knee, he stared deep into her eyes,
"Hermosa, I love you with everything that I have. My heart beats for you in ways it never beat for anybody else. You are my everything. From the first day I laid eyes on you, I knew deep inside that you were gonna be mine. I felt that God sent you to me for a reason. We fit together. You make me want to be a better man for you and for our future little ones", he teared up a bit,
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Grow old, share our life completely with each other, even if that means I have to wait for your ass outside of work to make sure you come home to me cause you know I will", he said causing Amila to laugh and wipe her own tears,
"Will you spend forever with me? Will you marry me?".
Amila had tears fall from her eyes, her heart heated wildly in her chest at his proposal, her eyes bore into his and the only emotion she could see was love,
"Yes Marcos....yes", she answered as Marcos stood up taking the ring out the box and grabbed her hand, sliding the ring slowly on her ring finger,
"Thank you Hermosa, you just made me the luckiest man on this earth", he whole heartedly says pulling her body into his, tilting her chin up, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. Amila smiled into it, wrapping her arms around his waist.
Marcos pulled back, his insides flipped around, feeling proud that soon he'd be able to call Amila his wife; His Esposa. He lifted her up behind her thighs spinning her around as she giggled rubbing her thumb on his cheek,
"When did you decide to plan this?", she asked softly.
Marcos licked his lips,
"At Ben-Ben's funeral", he said. Amila smiled leaning her forehead against his,
"This is the best vacation ever", she whispered capturing his lips in a heated kiss,
"Let's end it with a bang", he murmured. They definitely were gonna finish what they started.
{Back At The Hotel}
🤭Mature Content Ahead🤭
Marcos removed his jacket along with his shirt as Amila strip teased pushing him on the bed, leaning down she captured his lips, moaning softly at the sensation, his hand touched all over her body. Amila squealed as he turned them over so that he had control. He kissed her deeply removing her panties along with his boxers, he pulled her legs around his waist as he angled his groin at her entrance,
"I love you Hermosa", he breathed out. A throaty moan escaped her lips when he thrusted deeply inside her. Her body shuddered at his size, gripping the sheets as he stretched her insides with how big he was.
Amila moaned kissing Marcos deeply as he thrusted gently into her. Her walls fluttered around his length, feeling it twitch inside of her,
"Mmmm...god", she panted as he thrusted deeper, her body shivered with pleasure. Marcos slid his hand between her leg, his finger rubbing her, hips smacking against hers as sweat coated their skins.
Amila could feel that familiar tingling sensation as she could feel an intense orgasm approaching. Marcos gasped putting his fingers to his mouth, licking her juices off with lust, slamming into her harder, he resumed rubbing her sensitive nub but paused breathing heavily,
"Get on your knees for me", he huskily said. Amila turned slowly, eyes not leaving his, kneeling on her hands and knees. Marcos pulled her waist so that her entrance faced his length, he slammed into her, she gasped out, her insides squeezing him tight at the new sensation she felt. He filled her inside completely. Amila trembled, moaning feeling him hit her sensitive spot. Marcos groaned, thrusting harder, pulling her up so that her back was against his chest,
"I love you Amila", he whispered in a husky tone hearing her cry out as her orgasm was approaching.
"I love you Marcos", she gasped clenching her thighs together in pleasure but Marcos wanted her to feel everything so he pulled her thighs back apart and buried himself deeply inside her. She was a moaning mess. She clenched her insides around him tightly to which he hissed at.
"Amila", he groans thrusting harder and faster causing her stomach to tighten in knots. Amila laid her chest down stretching out her arms as he slammed into her. Her walls were so tight around him that she could climax at any second.
Marcos wanted to see all of her before his own climax hit. He turns her body over thrusting back in harder, capturing her lips kissing her deeply.
"Oh, Marcos...oh god", Amila moaned as her orgasm hit her full force, her walls tightened around Marco's who groaned wrapping his arms around her holding her tight and with one final hard thrust he climaxed hard, their bodies shook in pleasure. Marcos panted like crazy as did Amila who pulled him into a kiss.
{End of Mature Content}
Marcos pulled out of her laying his head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat. He closed his eyes with a sigh,
"Soon, we go back to our daily lives", he mumbled feeling Amila rub his back with a soft smile upon her face,
"Yeah...but something good came out of this vacation and I couldn't be any happier", she said as he sat up on his arms, his eyes trailing her body,
"Definitely", he said capturing her lips before going in for another round. Vacation time was up!
They could only wonder what life ahead would have in store for them.
