Stay {BWWM} C.Evans

Chapter 21

Author's Note: Rated R for language and mentions of sexual content.

The still surface of the turquoise water surrounding Simone and Chris's bungalow was interrupted by Chris bursting up from underwater. He put his forearms on the deck, resting for a bit and checking his heart rate on his sport watch. He pulled himself up and sat up on the deck to bask in the sun for a bit, then turned around to gaze at his wife, who was fast asleep – and nude, as usual – in the clean, crisp white sheets of their queen-sized bed. He would much rather be in those sheets with Simone, but he had obligations to keep up his physique, and he hadn't exactly been eating well during his honeymoon.

Chris stood up and dove back into the water, deciding that he needed another thirty minutes before he could relax again. After his second lap, he was happy to find Simone in her robe, sitting on the edge of the deck with her feet in the water.

"Hey," He grinned, propping himself up and sitting next to her.

"Hi there," She yawned a bit, kissing his wet shoulder. "It's our last day."

"I know," He sighed, placing a hand on her thigh. "I'm excited to go home, though. See my boy. See Nina, my mom, my dad, family. Not that being with you hasn't been beautiful." He chuckled. "I miss my family, though."

"Well, let's enjoy this. We had a beautiful dinner last night—thank you, baby." She said, then untied her robe and revealed herself in a one-piece bathing suit that was all red, similar to a Baywatch suit. Of course, Chris had to make a comment about it, and she splashed him in retaliation. Simone dove into the water, floating on her back and staring up at the clear, blue sky. Chris hopped in as well, swimming beneath her and popping up on the other side of her body. "We should take Tyler here one year."

"He'd love it." Chris nodded in agreement, "I don't think he'd like the flight, though."

"True. Well, we'll do an early flight so he sleeps for most of it then." He smiled as Simone situated herself to tread water again, swimming circles around Chris. "I ordered breakfast." She said.

"Alright, well I should get out of the water and get into the shower—care to join me?"

"A quick shower." Simone warned him, following her husband to the deck. Chris went up first, then helped Simone up with a smile, resting his hand on her ass as they made their way inside the bungalow. Chris got the hot water started, then turned to Simone and took great pleasure in peeling the wet fabric from her curves. Stepping inside, the couple was surrounded by steam and a delicious water pressure as they washed the ocean from them.

Chris poured some of Simone's honey body wash into an exfoliating shower pouf, then turned her around and began scrubbing her back, squatting down to get her legs and moving back up to wash the front of her while she giggled and relished in the attention. She ran her hands down his chest, creating little parts in his chest hair with her nails. While Chris washed her hand, she slid her hands around his hips and grabbed his ass, causing him to jump.

"Jeesus." He laughed.

"Bubble butt."

"Thanks," Chris laughed harder, shaking his head and kissing her forehead, then the tip of her nose. He backed her into the cool tile of the shower wall, attacking her neck with his lips, teeth and tongue before Simone tapped his ass.

"Bad boy. We do not have time for this. Breakfast will be here any minute."

"Fine," He whined, placing a delicate kiss on her collar bone. Simone finished her routine quickly, and once her body was free of soap she got dressed and the doorbell rang the minute she finished. She took the tray of food from attendant and wheeled it into the bedroom just as Chris exited the bathroom. Then, she heard his stomach growl over the sound of the television and the waves outside.