Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six - Like A Champ.

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six - Like A Champ.
(Hey, everyone, so I think that maybe we are coming to an end. There will be perhaps another six chapters and an epilogue.)

Wyatt

I help Alyssa to the bedroom after our bath. She is exhausted. I pushed her limits with multiple orgasms from toys, my tongue, fingers and finally my cock. She took it like a champ. She didn’t use her safe word like I predicted. I stopped because it was getting too much for her, she is just too damn stubborn to admit it. I assist her into bed and cover her up. 

“Get some rest, sweetheart. I will make a start on dinner.” 

“I can help with dinner.” She says tiredly. 

“No, you need rest. I will wake you when it is ready.” 

She nods, too tired to fight me on it. I reach down, kissing her softly. “I love you.” 

She smiles up at me. “I love you, too.” 

Alyssa falls asleep a second later. I sit on the edge of the bed and stroke the hair away from her eyes. “Rest well, beautiful,” I whisper and kiss her forehead. 

I leave her to sleep. I head to my study first, pouring a scotch to drink while I make dinner. I unlock the safe, taking the small box out and opening it. I sigh. It is too pretty to be sitting in a box. It won’t be there for much longer, unless she tells me no. It could happen. It is one of the worries that has made me hold back. 

I put it back in the safe, locked it and made my way to the kitchen. I take a mouthful of my scotch and start prepping. I am making a simple grilled chicken with potatoes and mixed vegetables. 

When everything is cooking, I take my laptop out. I have a vacation to book. It is all part of my plan. I just need to decide where to go. It doesn’t need to be too far away. We can go further afield again once I take a step back from my business duties in a couple of months. I need somewhere beautiful, somewhere perfect, because it will be a vacation we will remember for the rest of our lives, no matter the outcome. 

I look through different destinations and finally decide on the Bahamas. I book it for five days, renting a house right on the beach to stay in. Alyssa has never been. I have, and it is beautiful. She will love it. We go in two weeks. I will tell her we are going a few days before leaving. She doesn’t need to know the reason behind it. I will tell her it is a belated birthday present to myself.

I smile and put my laptop away. I busy myself until dinner is nearly ready. I stroll upstairs to the bedroom to wake Alyssa. I would prefer that she rest more, but she needs to eat, too. She can go back to sleep after if she likes. I may join her. 

Alyssa is still sound asleep. I am going to feel bad. If she is too tired, she can always reheat it later. I sit on the edge of the bed. 

“Alyssa, sweetheart, dinner is nearly ready. Wake up.” I say, shaking her gently. 

She groans. “Sleeping, go away.” 

I chuckle. She hates being woken up. I reach down and kiss her softly. She moans and opens her eyes to look up at me. 

“Do you want to sleep longer and get dinner later?” 

She shakes her head. “No, now is fine. I need a moment to gather myself and about ten minutes to walk downstairs. My legs are aching, and I am sure I have friction burns in some uncomfortable places.” She snickers. 

“I would say sorry, but it would be a lie. Take the time you need. I will get it plated up.” 

I peck her lips and head back downstairs before I burn dinner. I smirk to myself, proud of my work that caused her to ache. It was worth every second, and she would agree. I don’t believe she will manage any more sexual things tonight. We got what we needed earlier. Alyssa needs time to recover. 

I take everything from the oven to plate it up. I hear her come downstairs and enter the kitchen. She comes up behind me, her hands coming around me. Her soft lips trail my bare shoulders. “Thanks for making dinner.” 

I glance over my shoulder at her and smile. “You are welcome, angel.” 

Alyssa kisses my cheek. “You are the best.” 

“Go and take a seat. I will bring dinner over.” 

She grabs two bottles of water from the fridge before she takes her seat. I join her with our food. We tuck in, both hungry after our session and need the energy boost. 

“How are you feeling?” I ask. 

“Good, but tired and sore.” She laughs. 

“And yet, you still didn’t get what you wanted.” I chuckle. 

She rolls her eyes. “Don’t remind me. I will just ask Angelina.” She says smugly. 

“You could try, but you will fail because she is sworn to secrecy. She won’t tell you a thing.” I reply confidently.

The smug look soon disappeared from her face. “Yeah, yeah. Hush and eat your dinner.” She pouts. 

She is cute when she gets all pouty on me when she doesn’t get her way. “You will find out in a couple of weeks. I promise. Do you think you could wait until then?” 

Alyssa huffs. “I don’t have much of a choice, do I?” 

I snicker, shaking my head. “No, you don’t. It will be worth it.” I promise, reaching over and squeezing her hand. 

“I am sure.” She smiles, and we focus on our food. 

I know she will ask again before then, but she won’t get the answer out of me, no matter what she does. It needs to stay a secret. I don’t want her even getting a slight hint of what I am going to do. 

“What do you want to do for the rest of the night?” I ask. 

“I am happy with anything. We can relax. My body needs to recover.” She answers. 

“Yes, it does, so we can do it all over again tomorrow,” I smirk. 

“Happily.” She winks. 

She is always up for it. It is one of the million reasons we connect so well.