The Billionaire Who Saved Me

It is the oldest and fourth largest island among a number of islands in Hawaii. This is the island of Kauai. With an area of approximately 1, 446 square kilometers, the island is also known as the Garden Isle. A place known for its natural beauty and has long been a favorite destination for honeymooning couples. Among them are Elice and Garrett.

The plane landed as the time on Garrett’s wristwatch passed one o’clock. Perfect timing.

As they stepped off the plane, a few thick clouds greeted Elice’s first steps. She looked up at the sky and guessed it would rain soon.

Garrett approached Elice. He took her hand and held it. He seemed to know what his wife was thinking.

“Nice welcome, isn’t it?” Garrett smiled as he invited Elice to continue on to the airport. “We might actually get some rain on our first day here.”

Indeed, even though Hawaii is a tropical honeymoon destination, that doesn’t mean it never rains. In fact, rain often accompanies days in Hawaii. It falls year-round, though not for long.

It seemed that Elice had to suppress her desire to watch the hula dance show that night. In addition to the possibly unsupportive weather, Elice also felt extremely tired. As it turned out, traveling by air, sea, or land all brought fatigue. Fortunately, her shuttle car didn’t arrive too late, so she was able to rest quickly.

Arriving at the hotel after about an hour and a half of traveling, Elice and Garrett were warmly welcomed. As much as possible, Elice returned the kindness with something similar, although the thought of a warm bath and a bed was already in her mind. All this succeeded in making Elice forget the uniqueness of the hotel, filled with decorations typical of the island of Kauai.

Later. There will be a time when Elice will admire it all. But for now, she was content with the lei flowers hanging around her neck.

“Oh God. I’m really tired.”

Elice lay down on the bed. As comfortable as the bed and the shower on the jet were, for Elice it was nothing compared to the pleasure of gravity. There was something else that made her sure that she couldn’t stay off the ground for long.

“I ordered lunch for us.”

Garrett’s voice made Elice raise her body. Leaning on her two elbows, she watched the man place her belongings in the corner of the room. Garrett seemed uninterested in unpacking and getting her clothes out of there. Garrett was just as tired as Elice.

“And while you wait…” Garrett continued. “… you can take a shower.”

Elice’s face lit up. She immediately stood up and got out of bed. “I’ll do that.”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Elice hurried into the bathroom. She filled the tub with warm water and looked for soap with a scent she liked. There were rose, jasmine, and lavender. Elice’s choice fell on the purple flowers.

As Elice soaked, enjoying the sensation of fragrant bubbles surrounding her body, Garrett entered. With slow, almost inaudible steps, he sat down on the edge of the tub. He looked at Elice, sensing how much she was enjoying her time.

Elice’s eyes were closed. Sometimes a slight humming vibrated in her throat. She was completely unaware of Garrett’s presence.

A few minutes later, Elice opened her eyes. She was about to finish her bath when she was startled. Garrett smiled.

“D-do you want to take a bath too?”

The bathtub was large. It could even accommodate other activities involving a man and a woman. If Garrett wanted, he could have bathed earlier.

Garrett shook his head. “Our lunch has arrived and I was waiting for you to finish.”

Laughter escaped Elice’s lips.

“When I got here, I thought you were asleep.”

“Close enough,” Elice said. She moved around the tub in a half-swimming motion, approaching Garrett. Her hands were folded on the edge of the tub. “Thankfully not.”

Elice stepped out of the tub, revealing the sight of water cascading off her smooth body. A few bubbles remained in certain places.

Garrett narrowed his eyes. The sight wasn’t good for his heart and health. Especially with lunch waiting.

Garrett stood up. He decided to leave the bathroom.

“I’ll wait in the room.”

Without waiting for Elice’s answer, Garrett left immediately. Waiting in the room, they decided to take a shower after lunch. About ten minutes later, they were enjoying their meal.

As the warm shower water-soaked Garrett’s body, he felt like he was getting a massage. It provided a relaxing sensation that made him feel as if the fatigue was leaving his body. At that moment, with both hands on the wall, Garrett thought.

Did I dream last night? But it sounded so real.

Garrett blinked as the water ran over his eyes. There was a slight sting. But not enough to erase the sound from his mind.

“I love you, Garrett.”

Garrett turned off the faucet. Feeling that his shower was enough. As he exhaled.

I’m sure I slept soundly.

Coming out of the bathroom, wrapped in a white towel around his waist, Garrett found Elice asleep. Curled up under the blanket as the rain poured down outside. It was certainly the perfect symphony to accompany someone into the realm of dreams.

Garrett followed Elice. Behind the same blanket and hugging his wife from behind. Letting her scent mingle with the air entering his lungs.

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It turned out that the rain lasted a little longer. Even when it was already seven o’clock, there was no sign that it would stop.

Elice stood in front of the window for which she had opened the curtains. Dressed in a satin nightgown and robe, she hugged herself. She looked at the scene with a faint smile on her face.

A hug then enveloped her stomach, followed by a kiss that landed on the curve of her neck. Elice closed her eyes. It was undoubtedly Garrett.

“It looks like we can’t go out.”

Actually, they could. But of course, it wasn’t a good idea.

Elice took a deep breath. There were familiar sparks that seemed to be starting to do their job.

“There’s always tomorrow.”

Garrett agreed. So, he didn’t speak anymore. Instead, he brought his lips to plant another kiss on Elice’s skin.

One kiss followed by another. Garrett pushed Elice’s wavy hair to his left shoulder. He gave his lips the freedom to plant another kiss on Elice’s neck.

Elice’s chest rose and fell. Her breathing began to look different. By deliberately tilting her head to the left, she gave her heart a reason to beat faster.

The kiss felt warm. It felt wet. When Garrett opened his lips and landed on Elice’s shoulder, the shiver ran quickly through her body.

Lingering with teasing desire, Garrett’s eyes closed as the kiss made her gasp. There was Elice, who suddenly took a deep breath, and there was Garrett, who felt like he couldn’t breathe anymore.

“Garrett.”

Elice’s voice sounded different when Garrett’s kiss moved. This time it went a little higher. To a distance just below her earlobe.

Garrett’s breath sounded clear in Elice’s ear. In harmony with the pounding heartbeat in her chest. And then Elice jumped. Because Garrett’s hand that had been holding her moved. It moved to her chest. It squeezed her slowly.

Elice looked up. Her mouth opened. She let the moan slip from her lips as Garrett’s lips and fingers caressed her.

Garrett’s mouth opened. Devouring Elice’s earlobe and sucking on it. Giving a sensation that made Elice raise both of her hands. Clutching Garrett’s head with a growing sense of fear.

Garrett turned Elice’s body. Without any warning, he went straight for her lips. She welcomed it. Accepting the kiss Garrett gave her, she returned the same.

Two lips met. Gnawing at each other. Sucking each other. Kissing each other.

Elice’s fingers squeezed Garrett’s hair. Just as the man enjoyed every part of Elice’s lips. Again and again until the addiction made him not want to stop.

Garrett wrapped his arms around Elice’s waist. Pulling her slender body to land perfectly on his. Clinging tightly until he could touch the parts he liked.

From behind the satin, Garrett cupped Elice’s breasts. He squeezed them repeatedly and was very sure that Elice wasn’t wearing a bra in there.

Garrett could feel the curve of Elice’s breasts. He could feel the soft points of Elice’s nipples. So, he rubbed that area. The satin friction caused a tickling sensation that immediately made the owner restless.

The kiss broke, inviting Elice to let out another sigh, allowing Garrett to continue his game. He planted kisses along the contours of Elice’s face, occasionally teasing her with his tongue, tickling and making Elice smile with delight.

“Garrett.”

Garrett’s hand found the knot of the robe Elice was wearing. With an insignificant tug, the knot came undone. Then the silky robe fell from Elice’s body.

Garrett pushed Elice’s body until her back was against the cold, thick glass behind her.

“Elice.”

Garrett’s lips played on Elice’s neck, leaving various shades of red marks there. Intimate marks that made Garrett smile.

The kisses continued, this time targeting the skin around Elice’s collarbone. At the same time, Garrett’s hand slipped down under Elice’s nightgown, stroked her stomach, and then found what he was looking for.

The edge of Elice’s underwear. Garrett pulled it aside and slid his fingers inside, meeting the moisture that was already there.

Elice’s hand rose and landed on Garrett’s shoulder, squeezing it with closed eyes. She moaned, holding back.

Garrett’s index finger teased Elice’s femininity. At first it was just to greet the wetness, but a moment later his intention changed.

Garrett teased Elice’s clit. With pressure that made Elice tighten her grip on Garrett’s shoulder. With twists that made Elice moan and call out Garrett’s name.

“Garrett. Oh, Garrett.”

Of course, that wasn’t enough. So, Garrett immediately pulled down Elice’s panties. Forcing her to lean all the way back against the glass behind her. Elice’s hands remained motionless as Garrett knelt in front of her.

One by one, Garrett guided Elice’s legs out of her underwear. She briefly saw Garrett find traces of moisture there before he tossed the clothes somewhere.

Garrett lifted his face and looked at Elice who was already panting. But it wasn’t over yet. In fact, you could say it hadn’t really begun.

Garrett lifted one of Elice’s legs and carefully placed her long limb over his shoulder. Slowly, Garrett moved. Towards a most alluring female sight.

Garrett’s jaw moved up and down as Elice watched up there with bated breath. Garrett’s mouth opened. The closer his face got to the sight, the wider his mouth opened. And when he was really at the edge of Elice’s femininity, his tongue appeared.

Elice’s head lifted, leaning against the glass. Her eyes closed; her mouth opened. The sigh flowed freely from her throat.

Garrett’s tongue greeted the moisture, teasing the threshold with twisting movements that made Elice’s moan resound once more.

Then, and only then, did the warm, trained tongue penetrate. A variety of sensations greeted it. Sweet and addictive, merging into one.

Garrett’s hand moved up and landed on Elice’s buttocks. Holding her body as he passionately squeezed it, he offered the next temptation that Elice couldn’t resist.

Continuing to seduce Elice, Garrett didn’t let up on his tongue play while his hand continued to squeeze his wife’s buttocks. In fact, his tongue became even more eager to play more nimbly.

Garrett’s tongue dug as deep as it could, touching and pressing on several points that he remembered were Elice’s favorites. When he touched those points, one of Elice’s hands immediately moved to his head. She grabbed his hair and pulled him closer. It was as if she wanted to signal that she didn’t want Garrett to move away.

Oh, certainly not. Instead of backing away, Garrett did the opposite. He moved further in. Pressing harder until his tongue could penetrate deeper.

Garrett pulled one of his hands away. Uncovering Elice’s nightgown properly so it wouldn’t interfere with the pleasure he was enjoying. And then his fingers remembered the clitoris he had just teased.

So that’s what Elice got. There was a tongue ravaging her femininity, and there were fingers teasing her clit.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Garrett moved his tongue very skillfully as Elice’s breathing became heavier. Making sensual sounds that further ignited their passion.

In and out.

Thrusting and stabbing.

Until finally Garrett found his head being pulled by Elice. His body tensed. His eyes closed. And the scream echoed through the room.

Garrett couldn’t move for a moment. Elice’s legs tightened around him. As if they were clutching him because the owner didn’t want to lose this pleasure. The pleasure that shook Elice’s whole body. The pleasure that made Elice release all forms of pleasure on Garrett.

In a sweetness that Garrett wouldn’t just waste. Instead, he would enjoy it to his heart’s content.

When the tension finally began to ease, Garrett managed to pull his tongue out of Elice’s femininity. But he didn’t leave right away. Instead, he planted a few kisses there. On the threshold of her femininity. On the lips of her femininity. And everywhere. Until when Garrett rose again, he found the satisfaction glowing in Elice’s eyes.

Elice took a deep breath. Calmed herself. And no matter how exciting that was right now, Elice still wouldn’t feel enough for it.

Elice’s hand immediately reached for Garrett’s neck. She caught her husband’s lips in her kiss. She opened her mouth and teased Garrett’s tongue.

Elice sucked on Garrett’s tongue. And Garrett let her. Willingly welcoming Elice, who immediately returned the favor.

In Elice’s mouth, Garrett’s tongue got its serving. In the form of a swallow that managed to elicit a moan from Garrett. Alternating with nibbles that then caused Garrett to squeeze her breasts. Then topped off with a few bites that made Garrett unable to resist any longer.

Garrett’s hands grabbed Elice’s waist. He lifted her up and Elice’s legs immediately wrapped around her husband’s waist. As Garrett stepped toward the bed, their kiss never stopped.

The plush mattress bounced Elice and Garrett repeatedly. Just as Garrett slammed their bodies together, then reluctantly broke their kiss.

Garrett’s hand reached for the straps of Elice’s dress, pulling them both off, and Elice wriggled, helping Garrett remove the clothing from her body.

Throwing the dress in every direction, Garrett then rose as well to rid himself of the clothes on his body. Leaving him in the same innocence as his wife, with evidence of the passion that had already shown itself.

Elice swallowed immediately. But she couldn’t linger to see that one thing when Garrett approached her again.

Garrett realized that there was one part that hadn’t gotten his attention since earlier. That was Elice’s breasts.

So now Garrett was going to make sure that this beautiful part didn’t feel left out. With his mouth, tongue and fingers, Garrett would worship Elice’s breasts as if they were something truly precious.

Garrett’s mouth opened. He devoured the erect nipple and sucked it rhythmically. As if they were the most delicious candy in the world, that’s how Garrett worshiped them.

Not being selfish and making sure that his mouth and tongue play brought pleasure to Elice, Garrett didn’t forget about Elice’s other breast. He squeezed it with his skilled fingers. In movements that were truly harmonious and lulling. Interspersed with cheeky strokes of the nipple. Accompanied also by little pinches that made her tremble.

“Garrett.”

Elice squirmed. Her legs moving erratically beneath her. Sometimes wanting to open. But at other times, wanting to close.

“Oh, my goodness. Garrett.”

Elice’s face looked extremely pained. Helpless in the sparks of passion that burned her more and more. She was truly on fire. In a fervor that demanded the main course.

“Garrett, please.”

Not only Elice’s pleas, but also the tension that had already gripped him, made Garrett not want to waste any more time. He finished playing with Elice’s breasts. Now he kissed the woman’s lips.

Elice’s hands cupped Garrett’s cheeks. They held their kiss with closed eyes. And at that moment, Garrett took his position.

With his knee, Garrett spread Elice’s legs. Right between the open legs, Garrett felt the moisture that had colored Elice’s femininity.

Oh, my God. Garrett hoped he wouldn’t embarrass himself. For truly, he felt an unbearable passion at the moment. A passion that immediately made him push in with a strong and deep thrust.

Elice’s hands, which had been on Garrett’s cheeks, quickly moved to his shoulders. Squeezing there with wide eyes. The air seemed to be sucked out of her lungs.

Garrett continued to devour Elice’s lips. Suppressing her willingness in a very skillful way.

Silent for a moment, Garrett allowed Elice to adjust to the presence of his masculinity inside her. And when he felt that Elice had accepted him with open arms, Garrett began his movements.

Garrett pulled his hips back. Bringing his masculinity out a bit and then pushing back in. Deeply, until he felt a slight collision inside.

Elice jerked. At his urgent thrust and the passion that overwhelmed her reason.

Moans continued to come from Elice’s lips. Her hands wrapped around Garrett’s neck. Her eyes opened and closed in a dance of love that began to intoxicate them.

Not in a hurry, Garrett always reminded himself not to hurt Elice. He created a rhythm that began with gentleness. Then escalated. Until it was completed with burning desire.

And when Elice was truly one with him, Garrett would increase the pace of their lovemaking. Where Garrett would pull his hips out faster. And then he would thrust faster again.

Outside, the rain continued to pour down. Providing a coolness that gradually turned into a chill. But here in the room, on the plush mattress, something different was happening.

It was as if a unique temperature had been created inside. Unlike the weather conditions outside, the air here felt extremely hot. To the point of causing labored breathing and scattered sweat.

In fact, that was the feeling as the sweat clung to Elice and Garrett’s bodies. In their writhing together, there was an urgent demand of desire that drove them both.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Elice squirmed in Garrett’s embrace. She felt helpless as the thrust after thrust she received made her even more eager.

Elice’s legs rose. Wrapping around Garrett’s waist. Giving Garrett the opportunity to enter even more freely.

Thrusting.

Thrusting.

Plunging.

Garrett’s jaw tightened as his movements accelerated. Until he had to hold Elice’s body under his own. He crushed Elice. He crushed Elice. And he made sure that Elice’s moans echoed around the room again.

Because the faster Garrett’s movements became, the more powerless Elice felt. She surrendered to every thrust. Especially when Garrett finally shifted his position slightly. So that his masculinity would touch the exact spot. The spot where Elice held her breath.

“Garrett. Oh, Garrett.”

Elice babbled. She whimpered as Garrett’s masculinity pressed and pierced right at her sensitive spot. Her body felt like it was being shocked by an electric current.

“Elice. Elice. Elice.”

One of Garrett’s hands moved. Up to Elice’s shoulder. To make sure her body wouldn’t shift even slightly if passion had truly blinded her.

Droplets of sweat filled Garrett’s brow. Falling repeatedly. Landing on Elice’s face and everywhere else.

Garrett’s masculinity continued to thrust relentlessly. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Until finally the motion caused Elice to stop rambling. Instead, she bit Garrett’s shoulder. Echoing the man’s name there.

Elice’s body tensed. Her legs tried to come closer under her. And the explosion of colors burst into Elice’s eyes as Garrett’s masculinity pressed against Elice’s sensitive spot for the umpteenth time.

Elice reached her climax. Lost in the pleasure that made her unwilling to let go of Garrett. In the form of strong hugs with her arms and legs. In the form of a tight grip of her female muscles.

Garrett growled into Elice’s ear. The pleasure that engulfed Elice made her feel like she was in a trance. For the warmth and grip truly cradled his masculinity.

Back and forth. Garrett wanted to last longer. He wanted to enjoy it longer. But the longer he was trapped in Elice’s femininity, the more powerless he became.

In the end, Garrett could only surrender. Pressing down on Elice, he thrust deep. As deep as he could. For at that moment, the evidence of pleasure erupted. Bursting into a myriad of colors. All that Garrett had poured out completely released.

It was truly a feeling that could not be expressed in words. Where intimacy wasn’t just about fulfilling biological needs. There were emotions and different things that all played a real role. Creating an unforgettable euphoria for all time. And just when Garrett thought all that happiness was enough for him, a whisper reached his ear.

“Oh, Garrett. I really love you.”

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