Chapter Fiftythree

When Piers woke again the moonlight had been replaced by sunlight that was streaming in to the room. He was wrapped around Sue who was still sleeping peacefully. Her body was growing another human being and she needed more sleep than he seemed to. He carefully unfolded his body from hers so as not to disturb her and after checking the time he used the bathroom before ordering a sumptuous feast for breakfast.

When their breakfast arrived he took the trolley from the porter, tipped him handsomely and checked the room status was still set at do not disturb and crossed back to the bed. Some of their meal was hot so he woke Sue gently by sucking and kissing her face, ears and neck. She moaned and stretched deliciously as she came back up and caught the scent of a cooked breakfast in the air.

"What time is it?" She asked sleepily.

"It's almost 10 but we don't need to leave here before noon so we have plenty of time to eat and shower."

"And…?" She winked.

"I never knew a pregnant woman could be so insatiable!"

"Are you complaining husband?"

"Absolutely not, wife."

He drew closer to her and kissed her deeply, robes were pushed aside as hands flew over bodies and in seconds he had thrust his throbbing cock deep inside her velvet depths. Their love making was almost frenetic as they moved in unison and flew together towards a shattering conclusion.

"That my dear should have told you I am not complaining but we should eat before the food gets cold."

After drawing their robes back around them they tucked in to the feast before them. They finished their meals mopping up egg yolk with slices of soft bread and sucking each other's fingers clean.

Susan stood up and let her robe fall to the floor, "Shower with me?" She asked huskily.

"Anytime!" Piers stood up and allowed his own robe to drop to the floor before following Susan to the en suites shower.

Piers reached up and turned the water on, as they waited for the temperature to become comfortable he traced a line around Susan's nipples watching as they hardened at his touch, "Let me wash you?"

She nodded and tied her long hair up and away from her face and shoulders. They stepped inside the large cubicle together and he took a hand held sprayer in one hand and a gel filled sponge in another. As he wet her body with one hand he followed it with the soapy sponge running it around and over her body and watching her react to every touch he made.

Dropping to his knees he skimmed her hips and worked down her legs until he reached her toes. Watching her closely he sponged up her legs and towards her inner thighs, reaching her entrance he played the sponge across her before rinsing her free of soap.

Then, and before she had time to react he was at her entrance and he was sucking and nibbling on her folds. She gasped and moved her legs apart as he plunged inside her with his tongue. He hadn't shaved yet and his stubble prickled her deliciously as he thrust upwards and forwards in to her. She could feel herself coming apart and she put her hands up on the sides of the cubicle to brace herself as her muscles spiralled out of control around him as he took her to the stars and beyond.

When she had released his tongue he stood up and lifted her before lowering her down and on to his hard and erect shaft. She wrapped her legs around his slim hips and kissed him hard tasting her own juices on his tongue which made her heady with desire as he bucked beneath her. She screamed as she shattered apart again as he found his own release and poured himself in to her. When his orgasm had faded away he lowered her to the floor and she washed him down from head to foot. When she had finished she stepped out and wrapped herself in a towel while he shaved.

When he came out she was still lying on the bed and he came and lay down next to her. She reached a hand to his face and stroked his now smooth skin, "I like you clean shaven but if you want to do that to me before you've shaved again I won't complain."

"You liked my stubble?"

"I won't deny it felt very good. Now husband, when are you going to tell me where we are going today?"

"I will tell you when we are at the airport and as John will be here soon with the car we should get ready."

They dressed and carefully packed away their wedding and going away outfits, "John will make sure these get dry cleaned properly won't he?"

"He knows what to do don't worry."

"I know but, well I've never had dresses quite like these before."

"He'll be here very soon. You can remind him."

Piers stood back and looked at her properly. She was dressed casually for travel and he couldn't believe he had got so lucky. For so long he had regarded women as inferior and he had never in his wildest dreams imagined encountering one he wanted to spend his life with. But here she was standing in front of him with love in her eyes and his seed growing in her belly. And in every way possible she was his equal and in so many ways she surpassed him; the way she handled the staff at the country estate, she put people at their ease… so that when she asked them to do something for her they did it because they wanted to and not because they had been ordered to. He envied her easy way with people and he hoped to learn from her.

"What?" She asked.

"I love you, don't ever leave me. I can't survive without you."

She moved to hold him, "I'm not going anywhere but where you are."

Suddenly she stood very tall, "Did you feel that?" She asked.

"Was it?" He asked with wonderment.

"Yes I think so" she took his hand and placed it on her stomach and there it was, a small movement.

"That's our baby?"

"Our son or daughter, yes it is."

The mood was broken by the phone in their room ringing. It was John. He was down stairs and waiting. They left the hotel and made the short journey to the airport. The cases were removed and as they entered the airport Sue's phone chirruped that she had a text.

"That'll be Kay wishing us Bon Voyage."

Reading the text Sue suddenly squealed and jumped up and down.

"What is it?"

"Brendan's asked her to marry him and she's said yes!"

"Well tell them both congratulations and you'll call her from Santorini."

"Santorini?"

He nodded.

"Is that where we are going?"

He nodded again.

"I've always wanted to go there!"

"I know"

"I love you!"

"Quite right to!"