So come on, spin me around,
Now I don't wanna go home.
'Cause when you hold me like this you know my heart skips, skips a beat.
I know I should, but I can't leave it alone,
And when you hold me like this that's when my heart skips, skips a beat.
Olly Murs - Heart Skips a beat
April 2020
It was a warm April evening. Will was in his room doing whatever thirteen year old boys do, Molly was occupied with some building blocks and Carlie was trying to work out when she had booked a vacation to Barcelona.
Adults: 2. Barcelona, Spain.
She read those four words again and again. Then it sort of clicked. It was supposed to be their honeymoon destination. However, in the year since they got married, work and children had distracted them and having put the idea of a honeymoon aside. Having not had a decent night sleep for two years, they had forgotten to cancel the booking.
"What are you looking at?" Wendell asked when he walked into the kitchen, immediately getting bombarded by Molly.
"I just got an e-mail from an Airline company telling us we still have that honeymoon to Barcelona." She explained turning the laptop towards him. He looked at the screen and then to her.
"I thought that you cancelled it."
"So did I but then again I must must put it at the back of my mind? I should just call them to cancel right?"
"Um, I don't know, we didn't technically have a honeymoon."
"So you want to go?"
"You tell me."
"Well, we didn't technically have a honeymoon and we haven't really spent much time together since we had Molly. Maybe this could be good for us."
"You think?" He asked with a small smile before leaning in and she met him half way pressing their lips together softly.
bxbxbxbxbxb
A couple of weeks later, Wendell and Carlie had jetted off to Barcelona leaving Will and Molly in the capable hands of Finn.
Problem was when they got to the hotel they were a little jet lagged. Immediately they had the urge to drop on the bed and sleep until the next morning, but they didn't want to waste time - being as it was 5pm local time - even though they had a whole week to doing sightseeing and other stuff.
Carlie had gotten into the shower to wake herself up and freshen up because the flight had been quite stuffy and uncomfortable. Wendell on the other hand decided to unpack what he could just so there was no hassle later.
He looked at the room service menu and attempted to use some of his high school Spanish to decipher the food, not to much use though. Wendell was thankful that Carlie understood and spoke Spanish fluently, being as her family were Hispanic but Carlie was the only Caucasian having been adopted as a baby. The less said about her birth mother the better.
"You know that the English is on the other side?" she asked emerging from the bathroom wrapped in a white towel, smiling at the squinty look he was giving as he tried to read the menu as he would a bone.
"I can understand some of it. But I'm not sure ensalada de jamón con queso de cabra is."
"Ham salad with goat's cheese."
"Right so what do you want?"
"Mi gustaría patatas fritas con hamburguesa y agua sin gas por favor Señor."
"Fries, burger and water."
"You are correct. I taught you well." She said. "I'm not that hungry to be honest, I was just checking you understood what I said."
"Well," He said placing his hands on her hips, "I didn't have the benefit of growing up in a Spanish family."
"It was one of the good points about being an Edwards. I like my name now. It flows better." She said wrapping her arms around his neck. As bright blue stared into emerald-green, it was a wait to see who would pounce first. Her fingers went to the hem of Wendell's shirt and lifted it over his head.
Wendell finally gave in and touched her lips with his gently before letting his tongue gain entrance and tangle with hers. Feeling brave, his hand snuck down and trailed up the inside of her thigh before his finger met the sensitive bud of nerves.
Her moan was muffled as their lips were kept together. Wendell broke the kiss and kissed her neck, his finger rolling her clitoris in concentric circles.
Are you okay?" He whispered into her ear.
"Cógeme." She whispered. Wendell kissed her again and gently laid her onto the bed, climbing on top of her.
He unwrapped the towel from around her exposing her soft skin and discarded the damp material onto the floor. He caressed the small curve of her stomach, which after two children had a few silvery stretch marks and had failed to return to its former flatness, despite how much yoga she did in the morning.
"What are you thinking about?" Carlie asked giving him a small loving smile.
"Us having another baby. Maybe." He answered.
"I'm not sure. Maybe, one day, when we have a bigger home and we're ready. I want to though, just not yet."
He smiled softly before kissing her again. Being as it was the only pieces of clothing separating them, Carlie unzipped Wendell's jeans and removed both the jeans and the boxers. Wendell cradled the back of her neck before he gently entered her causing Carlie to tense beneath him.
He gently began to make love to her, every so often sucking on her pulse spot. She met his thrusts from below, moaning softly at the movements and her arms wrapped around his body. Wendell quickened his thrust, clutching the sheet with his spare hand.
"Baby…" He whispered as he kissed her firmly.
"I know." She answered.
"Oh God." He said feeling the first wave of pleasure beginning to form. The springs of the mattress blended in with the moans and groans while the late afternoon sunlight illuminated the room.
Knowing it will send Wendell over the brink, she attached her lips to his pulse point and sucked hard in it, sending a long, strong wave of pleasure ran through his body. Wendell shook violently as he came inside of her and filled his wife with pleasure causing her release.
Once they had come down from their highs, they shared a mutual satisfied smile before Wendell kissed Carlie softly. Lying beside her, his finger trailed along her collarbone where her wedding ring rested on a chain.
"I love you." She whispered. "More than you know."
"I know. I love you as well." he replied sleepily.
"Tired?"
"A little." He said pulling the sheets up to cover them. Carlie scooted over and lay her head on his chest while he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, placed a small tender kiss at the top of her head and closed his eyes falling into a deep slumber.
