Jake again awoke before Amanda, which was pretty rare. She was a light sleeper by nature and was almost always awoken immediately when the sun started streaming through the windows in the morning. Jake could usually sleep through it for longer.
For some reason, despite his excitement, he was also a bit nervous. Was it too soon? Did she want to just be able to sit in the apartment for the rest of their time there, in-between shopping, and maybe just relax? He sighed. There was only one way to find out.
He shifted in bed, which shook Amanda, who had been sleeping, as usual, with her body pressed against him. Her eyes popped open and she turned and looked out the bedroom window at the morning sunlight. She turned and looked into Jake's face with a sleepy smile. "Good morning, baby."
"Good morning yourself," Jake said as he stroked her hair. "What do you think we should do today?"
Amanda was silent for a moment. "Well, we could take the car for a spin, and of course maybe do some shopping. There's a lot of lingerie for me to buy with your money, you know." She grinned at him. "Then...I dunno, get in touch with your parents, hang around here..."
"We could do that," Jake said. Or we could, I dunno, travel to South America. It's a lot warmer there than it is here."
"That sounds nice, but...It's not right next door you know. How would we get there? Can I even travel?"
Jake reminded her. "You've got a passport now, you know. And I was thinking it would be really nice to savor a cruise. Have you ever been on one?"
"I've never been on a boat in my life. Never thought about it much, though the pictures of them that I've seen are fantastic," Amanda said. "But still, there's not a cruise ship right in our backyard, you know. And it's not like we can just find a cruise, and buy a ticket today, you know."
Jake nodded, "You're completely right. Which is why it's a good thing I booked the finest stateroom on the ship, and it's a better thing that it leaves tomorrow, which gives us an entire day to pack and hop on a plane to Florida so we can be there when it embarks."
Amanda started at him. And she stared at him. And slowly, her eyes widened. "You...You're serious. You did that? For us?"
Jake shook his head. "I've been on a cruise ship before. You haven't. I did it for you. And since it would be the first time you've ever been on one...I wanted you to experience it from the best stateroom on the ship, the Owner's Suite. I know you'll be blown away, and there is nothing I will enjoy more than seeing your face and eyes light up with wonder every day that you're on it. If we only have two weeks in the real world with immortality, I want to spend each of those two weeks letting you experience the things that you never thought you ever would before we met. This is only the start. Every time we're here, I want to make all your dreams come true even more than they have just by marrying me."
Amanda's eyes were filled with tears. "God, I just absolutely fucking love you. I do. Fuck." She looked away from him. "You're right. I'd never have dreamed I'd go on a cruise. Moreover...I never fucking expected I'd want to go so badly once I knew that we could. Yes, fuck yes let's go!"
She shot out of the bed and started rummaging through her walk-in closet, pulling out hangers, looking at things, then frowning and shoving them back. "How long is it?"
"Eight days and nine nights," Jake told her. Amanda chewed on her bottom lip then dived back into her hanging clothing. Jake grinned at the excitement he could see on his little wife's face, and got out of bed to pack himself.
After about an hour, They had everything they needed. Amanda had packed several dresses, including the one she had met his parents in. Jake went ahead and packed along a tuxedo as a fancy compliment to Amanda's. After all, sometimes these cruise ships had black-tie events, and while there would likely be a tailor's shop on board, it was better to bring your own.
Jake called and got connected to the Delta Airlines desk. There were even seats available on a flight departing JFK at 4:10 p.m. and arriving a mere three hours later at Miami International at 7:16. Of the seven seats, they had two choices for side-by-side seats, and one of the choices was in first class, and of course, those were the ones he chose. nothing but the best for his Amanda. Instead of round trip tickets, he made them one-way, as they would likely need to send themselves back to the realm shortly after they arrived back in Miami aboard the ship.
For their overnight stay, another call. The finest hotel he could find online was a ways from Miami International, but again, nothing but the best. He booked the King suite with an oceanfront view at the Hilton/Bentley Hotel in Miami Beach. The cruise terminal for the Ocean Princess was only seven miles from the hotel.
With some time to kill, Jake opened his laptop and let her see the Ocean Princess, and his heart felt full seeing the wide-eyed excitement at the opulence of the ship, and the stateroom, after they viewed photos. "It's like...A palace..."
"Perfect for a princess. My Princess...My Ocean Princess." Amanda looked at him and she launched herself at him and kissed him as hard as she possibly could. Then she said, "We've got a few hours to kill, right?" Jake nodded.
So after a nice hot shower Amanda dragged him to the parking garage and for two full hours they drove around in Amanda's little Beetle as she giggled and laughed in excitement. There wasn't snow, but it was still quite cold, and Jake found himself surprised at the lack of output from the car's heater. Amanda was oblivious as she weaved the little car up and down the streets and in and out of traffic with her eyes wild and her giggles almost uncontrollable.
It was early afternoon before they returned to their apartment and then Amanda wandered around the space, growing more and nervous as she kept checking her packed clothing, then taking ziplock bags to put around some of her toiletries. The last half hours before they left she sat on the couch quietly muttering through a checklist, over and over, before Jake silenced her with his lips. They had a nce, hot make-out session but there was not enough time to take it further.
Bags in hand, they left the apartment to meet the taxi that would take them to JFK.
"It's going to be weird, isn't it? You're a traveler, much more than me. We're chilly here but Miami is going to be hot, isn't it?"
Jake said, "I imagine it will be in the 80s right now, while we're barely at 40 degrees here. Not sure of the low, but yes, we'll not have to wear these coats after we get on the plane."
She snuggled against him. "I just can't fucking believe this is happening...To me. You're full of surprises, Mr. Park."
"Not nearly as many as you, Mrs. Park. I'm just trying to keep up with my gorgeous, foul-mouthed dangerous girl." She smiled at him and they made out the rest of the way to the airport while the cabbie looked at them in the rear-view mirror and gawked.
The Delta flight took the happy, glowing couple from New York to lovely Miami. Amanda couldn't help but smile when she saw a large temperature display proclaiming it was 79 degrees, much like how she expected the temperature was in the realm. Another cab ride delivered them to the lovely Hilton/Bentley and again Amanda was wide-eyed at the majesty of it. Majesty she never dreamed she'd experience.
Jake wanted to take her out to the best eatery in South Beach for dinner, but of course, food wasn't something they ate, so instead they snuggled on the bed and watched T.V. and Amanda was perfectly content with letting him control the remote. Jake couldn't stop smiling at the way Amanda's eyes danced with the excitement of what was to come tomorrow.
And then suddenly, she'd gotten out of the bed and stood before him. "Do you know something, Jake?" He looked at her as she slipped out of her sandals, stripped off her jeans and panties, and then her form-fitting t-shirt and bra. "We haven't had a chance for any hotness today. After making out with you twice...I'm really needing to feel you inside me. Right now."
She strolled out to the darkened balcony and stretched herself out on a lounge chair, spreading her legs. "And I want to do it right here, in the open air, and if someone sees us, maybe we'll give them some pointers. And if they call the cops on us...Well we've got bail money."
And of course Jake was erect in an instant, and after having his Amanda for the first time on a pool table, he followed it up with having her on the balcony of their Miami suite, right on top of that lounge chair. And making love with her right out in the open was one of the hottest experiences ever. He came in her extra hard, that was for sure. They did make an effort to keep their noises down, however. Then they they snuggled, not quite comfortably, in the chair and fuck if Amanda wasn't the happiest fucking bitch in the world being out on an open air balcony in Miami Beach, still tingling from her orgasm as they snuggled naked where eagle-eyed Floridians could see them.
But it wasn;t enough of course. Not for the frequently sex-charged Amanda. She certainly wasn't going to NOT have Jake inside of her in the massive bed. No fucking way. She slid herself down his body, and rested her feet on the balcony as she sucked him hard again, tasting herself on his cock. She took his erection in her hand and led him to the bed. "One more time and it might make me tired enough to sleep through the excitement I'm feeling about tomorrow."
He laid on the bed and she straddled him. "Only twice? We've found it takes eight times to put out the fire of your libido..."
Amanda squeezed his chin in her hand. "And I plan to collect on those as soon as we're on that boat." She slid him inside of her and rose and fell on his body.
Jake gently squeezed her breasts and rubbed his fingers over her hard nipples. "Yes, Captain." He grinned.
Amanda picked up speed and the sensations heightened at the place where their bodies were joined..."No...You're the...Fuck...Captain...And...Oh fuck yes...I...Mmmmmmm...Can't wait for you...God Jake...To fill me...With your semen..."
And after she came and buried her face in his neck...Captain Jake filled her deeply with semen.
They both fell asleep, but Amanda's excitement woke her up after a few hours, and she laid there and savored feeling her husband's body next to hers while being unable to contain her love for him. A cruise in the most expensive room in the big boat...And all because he knew how much she'd love and be excited by it.
Jesus, this man...She'd have happily spent the remainder of their time here just hanging out in their apartment. And Jake knew that. He knew that she needed nothing but him. She'd have loved being in an igloo in the Arctic if he was with her.
But Jake simply was not a man who would be happy with her being content, even if that was all she needed. He fucking loved her and she believed him. This was the beginning. He loved going above and beyond and surprising her and she knew that as the years passed and they savored their visits to the real world he would keep doing these things even though she never asked him to, because he had simply decided that she was his princess and she deserved them.
He did make her feel like a princess and she believed she made him feel like her prince. Hell, her savior, king, and knight in shining armor. He was all those things to her, and so much more. They were one. She was so glad they had forever, because she'd rather be dead than without him, and she knew he'd rather be dead than be without her. She feared the finality of death and welcomed the ability to be able to cheat it. But if it meant being separated from him, she would be terrified, but deep down, she'd be accepting of it.
At least she believed she would be. But in the moment, seconds from death, would she accept it calmly or panic? She may never find out, not that she'd want to. Forever together was much better to think of than dying together.
She used his chest for a pillow and smiled in the darkness. He's mine. I accept it and I love it and I'm so fucking happy. I've grown. I've confessed, I've loved this man and given everything of myself to him in return and I finally think I believe that I've earned him now. Maybe I don't quite deserve him, but I finally feel like I've earned him, and if I keep doing everything I do, in a few centuries, I'll deserve him. I'm willing. I'll do whatever it takes.
Fucking forever, Jake. I want nothing less. And...Us fucking forever. I want that too." She grinned wickedly in the darkness. She finally fell back asleep with that smile on her face.
It was Nov. 13. In three days Amanda would find out what it felt like to be dying together with Jake.
By 6 a.m., Amanda was up again and hopping on the big bed naked until Jake woke up too. Of all the ways he'd woken up in their 23 years together, he'd never been woken up by the sight of his naked wife jumping on the bed next to him like someone overeager on Christmas day.
"Come on goddamnit. We got a boat to catch." She hopped off the bed and scampered into the bathroom. "Oh shit! We've got a tub. Mine!" Jake heard the sound of running water.
There just was no way she could be any fucking cuter, was there?
"Holy shit! This soap feels like I'm washing myself with silk. Look through the cabinets. If there's any more, we're taking it." He heard water splashing. "Oh my GOD Jake this fucking towel...We're taking this too, fuck it."
Damnit. She found a way to be cuter. His five-foot-three crime wave. He didn't have to see her to know she was probably casing the bathroom to see if there were any fixtures they could take with them as well. He climbed out of bed and stood in the doorway. She was leaning back in the tub as the hot water filled it the rest of the way.
"I'll let you steal the extra soap. We're leaving the towels behind, Bonnie."
She dunked her head under the running water and soaked her hair, then swiped the water out of her face, smiling. "Whatever you say, Clyde."
And as she soaped her hair, he hit the jackpot under the bathroom sink. Three whole bars. "Fuck yeah! Jake...The things I'm going to do to you tonight on that boat...They'll be as good as the things I'll let you do to me." She dunked her head under the water again.
Jake put the bars of soap in her suitcase. Who said crime didn't pay? He stepped back into the bathroom and left Amanda to the bathtub while he stepped into the shower.