He opens his mouth and laughs. "God, Babe, after all these years, you remembered."
Blushing, I lovingly kiss his cheek. "You bet your ass, I remember. It was my wedding day. I cherished it. Don't you remember it? Any of it?"
Drake looks serious all of a sudden. "I remember. It's not something I could forget, either. Instead of telling you, however … I want to show you instead."
"But your doctor … " I trail off as his hand cups my womanhood.
"Good God. You were planning to eat breakfast with me like this? Are you trying to kill me?" I moan his name as he starts to rub me. "Always so wet for me, aren't you?"
"Yes, but you have to stop." As much as I'm tempted to make love to him, I'm not sure if it's safe to do so.
"Not in this lifetime, my wife. Not in this motherfucking lifetime."
My wife.
I can't argue much about that as Drake sticks a finger inside me and both of our hunger grows out of control.
Epilogue
DRAKE
Three months later
"How are you feeling tonight, married and all?" I murmur, stroking Lily's hair. I hear her blissfully sigh against my chest.
We are wrapped in each other's arms as we look towards the sky, loving the soft breeze of the Caribbean Sea.
We went back to where it all began. I was persistent that we spend our honeymoon here. I didn't want to go anywhere else. This place meant something to me. It was the place where I realized that I was very much in love with the woman in my arms. But most importantly, this place also evoked painful memories for her. I wanted to change that because from here on out, I was hell-bent on giving her good, beautiful memories. Although, I'm not deluded that there will be challenges along the way, but I truly believe that with her by my side, we can overcome anything life throws at us.
Only five hours ago, we said our vows amongst our friends and family in a small Chapel in Santa Monica. I belonged with Lily, and she with me. Each time I remember how it felt to lose her the second time, I admit, it still gripped me with a great sense of loss of death. It really felt that way when she wouldn't take me back. There was no room for another colossal mistake. I was given another chance at life, and I was going to spend the rest of it showing and loving the woman who had me from the start.
"I love being married to you," Lily says as she kisses the healing scar on my chest.
"You have no idea how much I love being your husband, woman." I roll her onto her back and hover above her, gazing down at the most beautiful woman who held my heart captive. She simply gives me a smile. A smile that shows me her unconditional love.
I know the accident brought everything into perspective. Though it was a scary situation to be that close at the death's door, I couldn't help but feel grateful that it happened because it brought us together. I love Lily with everything that I am and all that I could ever be, as a man, a lover, a husband, and hopefully a father, later on.
During our flight, we agreed and decided that it was best to wait a year or two before we try to have a baby. To this day, each time we brought up the subject about our lost child, it still brought a violent ache in my chest. We both still feel the massive loss, but we take comfort at the thought that we will make one down the line. Since we are both an only child, I want four children.
Does she agree? I suppose you could say that a man needs to hone his negotiating skills more when it comes to his new wife. But right now, I am more than happy to settle and just enjoy us together. It seems that we are both eager to spend more time getting to know each other again. And let me just say that, it has been the best months of my life.
I roll to my side and start to kiss the swell of her breasts. She moans my name as I brush my hungry lips against her sensitive ear. "Stars, Babe. I want you to see those fucking stars." I was not going to let up until she was bursting with millions of them when I take her through waves after waves of orgasms.
Married life, I was definitely driven to make ours perfect.
The End