Chapter Thirty
The rest of the day was spent quietly. Rose had her chips and her wish to share them with John from the paper and despite the cool weather they walked back with their bare feet in the surf and John was pleased to note that Rose was smiling more as they approached the hotel once more.
"My feet are all sandy."
"Yeah mine too and soooo cold!"
"All of me is a bit cold; maybe we should have a hot bath and order some room service?"
"Whatever you want Rose. This is about you and what you want and need."
"I want you."
John nodded and smiled happily, "I swear I'm not going anywhere Rose, ever."
They were back at the hotel now and after making their way to their room they ran a deep bubble bath to share. They stepped in together and took opposite ends and allowed the water to warm and soothe their bodies. For a long time they just lay together quietly until Rose began to share what she had said on the beach.
"You don't have to tell me Rose, it was for you."
"I know but I'd like to tell you… unless it makes you uncomfortable."
"I can let you know if it does."
Rose told him simply and when she was finished he drew her forwards in the water and turned her so that she was reclining against his chest with her body nestled between his legs.
As they lay together he lazily soaped her body and as he washed her breasts she felt a need begin to throb in her very core. John heard her breathing hitch as her circled her aureoles with his soapy fingers and breathed in her ear,
"Can I?"
She nodded wordlessly and sighed as he rolled her pebbled nipples between his finger and thumb squeezing but keeping her the right side of pleasure and pain as his own ardour became apparent. He was sticking in to her back and Rose turned herself to face him. Immediately he was at her lips pressing his own to hers with an urgency that surprised even him. She opened her mouth granting him access to her tongue as she moved forwards on his lap and took him inside her velvet depths. She hadn't realised how much she had needed this until she began to move on him. She made no pretence of what she wanted; she wanted to come hard and fast and they both used their hands to brace themselves against the walls of the tub. As she rode him faster and faster he bucked with her pushing himself to move higher and faster before he finally gave way to the feelings she was producing in him and exploded inside her. Rose climaxed moments behind him and as she rippled along his length he stiffened again and poured himself inside her once more.
Collapsing down on to his chest Rose clung to him as she regulated her breathing before speaking shakily,
"I… I'm sorry."
"Don't be, I'm not. It's what you needed and it was incredible for me as well."
"I didn't hurt you?"
"Not at all. It was incredible."
Still breathing heavily she rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. They stayed that way until the water grew uncomfortably cool. John added more hot water and Rose slipped off him before they silently washed.
John stepped out first and put a robe on before handing a second robe to Rose. Then they together moved back to the suites main room and lay on the bed together to dry.
John spoke first,
"We should order some food. What would you like?"
"Surprise me."
John nodded and ordered two roast dinners with all the trimming and treacle tart with custard for dessert. It was comfort food but he decided comfort was what was required.
Rose was happy with his choices and they both polished off their meals before again retiring to bed.
"Back home tomorrow. Are you ready?"
"I am yes. Are you?"
"Very, in less than two weeks you will be my wife. I'm completely ready for that."
"Lots to do though."
"Jackie will have that under control."
"Yes she will. I'm tired."
"Go to sleep then."
"Is the alarm set?"
"It is. We won't oversleep."
-
It was the wedding day.
A beautiful ceremony had been arranged to take place in the grounds of the mansion followed by a lavish reception to be held in and around the house itself.
The private wing had been cleaned and scrubbed and furnishings had been chosen by the very happy couple. John had moved in to it as soon as it was ready but they had decided that Rose would remain living in the main house until they were actually wed.
John, as the Groom made a traditional speech and Rose, as a modern bride chose to make one herself. She made the usual toasts and gave thanks to her parents but it wasn't until she and John were safely in their bedroom that she finished her speech making for the day.
"Before we, well you know. I need to tell you some things."
"That sounds ominous."
"It's really not."
John nodded, "Go on."
"You know what I said on the beach and how I thanked him for everything."
John nodded again, "Is this going somewhere?"
"Shut up!" but she took his hands in her own to soften the harsh words.
"Shutting up."
"Well I never thanked you."
"Me?"
"Just listen! You came back and you gave me a second chance after everything I did and said. You didn't want to I know but you did and I never properly thanked you for letting me in and letting me show you how much I love you."
"I never asked to be thanked Rose."
"I know and neither did he but I thanked him and now I want to thank you." Rose was still in her wedding gown and John in his tuxedo. His hands were still in her own but now she released them and used one to undo his bow tie with the words, "Not cool in the bedroom." and the second she used to rub his growing erection through his suit trousers.
"Mr Smith, I have been away from this for over a week, something I want to never have to say again."
"Mrs Smith, I can promise you you will never have to again either."
The key was turned in the lock and in the distance the party could still be heard in full swing; but no one would miss them for a while.
~fin~