Instalove Island: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 82)

by Flora Ferrari

  “I’m close,” he says. “I need to fill you. To feed your funnel. Fill your fountain that’s going to shoot it’s wetness everywhere.”

  “Oh yeah,” I say. “Come in me.”

  “Are you on anything?” he moans into my ear before biting my lobe.

  “Only riding on your big cock,” I say causing his teeth to release and his hands to grab my hips as his thrusts go into overdrive.

  I feel the slapping from his balls disappear knowing they’ve pulled up and every muscle in me clenches sending his dick into release as he fills me fully as I cream on his cock.

  He angles his hips slightly up as he tries to get even deeper inside me as I feel another eruption and then another as my pussy grips him like a glove holding him in place while I milk him for every last drop of his delicious sperm which I’m going to taste soon enough.

  But not until my pussy is done feasting on him.

  His grip on my hips loosens as his hands slide around my middle as he hugs me tight from behind.

  I can feel his chest pressing hard against my upper back as his lungs desperately try and get the air he needs.

  If he’s anything like me, which I’m guessing he is, he’s lightheaded and feeling light as a feather.

  “I need to sit down,” he says as he drops down with his back against the hut, his dick still in me as I sit right on his lap reverse cowgirl style.

  His arms never release from me as we stare together across the ocean.

  “We’re going to go there someday,” he says.

  “Where?”

  “Everywhere. You and me.”

  I turn my neck back and kiss his cheek.

  “Even though I swear when I’m with you it feels like you take me more than everywhere. I’ve never felt so alive as I do when we’re together.”

  “And we’re going to feel even more alive when there’s a life in here,” I say, taking one of his hands and putting it on my stomach.

  “I can hardly wait. To go everywhere together. Us. Our family. First we won the challenges this global game show presented us and now we’re going to take on the world…as we live out our dreams together.”

  “Together,” I say. “Always.”

  “Always. Just like how long I’ll always love you, my bella.”

  EPILOGUE

  Isabella

  Three years later

  “Ready to watch some Tahitian TV?” I ask our two-year-old daughter Isla.

  I move her to the glass bottom portion of our open water bungalow and watch as she stares at the fish below.

  I love the idea that our child is watching nature’s TV and not the one with fifty-seven channels and nothing on, as Bruce Springsteen once famously said. And I think fifty-seven is more like five hundred and fifty-seven these days.

  These days, as in this visit to French Polynesia, is a whole lot different than the last one.

  It’s crazy to think that we were here three years ago to film that goofy show and that Isla is already two now.

  And it’s also crazy to think that my brother is in one of the other overwater bungalows with his wife who he met when we were leaving from Tahiti. I think it was her French accent that did him in, but either way it’s really cool that she’s got a one-year-old, I’ve got a two-year-old, and the boys both found love, officially, right here in this part of the world.

  But this trip we didn’t go to Moorea, as much as we loved it there and we will take a day trip there.

  This time we’re staying on Bora Bora. I count my lucky stars everyday that we’re fortunate enough to be able to do this.

  After we got back to the States when the show finished Isaiah immediately put down the down payment on our first house just like he said he would.

  We had to be quiet about the results of the show at first though, as it didn’t air for quite a few months later. But as soon as that final episode aired I we moved into the home.

  Okay, technically we moved in just before it went on TV and watched it there on the couch. It was so fun eating popcorn in a house that had nothing but a couch, and a TV, which we had sitting on the floor at the time.

  And the minute we won we got so many calls and texts from strangers asking if it was true.

  We simply took selfies and sent them back letting them know that not only was it true, but we were living together now and engaged.

  Talk about surprising your friends.

  “Big fishy,” Isla says as she points at the water below.

  “That’s a stingray, honey,” I say. “Whoa. Those things are literally everywhere.”

  I’m always surprised by nature and I love seeing Isla’s surprise every time she sees something new or experiences something for the first time.

  It’s really true…life begins when you have kids. I feel so much more complete, womanly, and feminine now with my own family.

  And I’ve got the bug. I want so many brothers and sisters for Isla to play with.

  But these last couple of years I was establishing myself in my profession.

  Isaiah knew someone in the city who was looking for a fire protection engineer, and although I wasn’t really qualified, I was able to parlay my engineering degree into a starting position. I’ve been working my tail off to learn all the aspects of engineering as they relate to firefighting and I’m at a level now where I’m certified and most importantly know my contributions are helping to save lives.

  Just like the little lives that I want to bring more of into this world.

  Now that I have a bit of safety and tenure in my position it’s time to have another child…at least that’s what Isaiah says.

  He can’t keep his hands off me. He’s thirty-three and I’m twenty five now, but he’s hornier for me than a high school kid every day and night of the week and I sure am feeling my sexual energy peaking a few years early as well. It definitely makes for some wild nights…and days…and afternoons…and midmornings…and just about any other time.

  We’ve coordinated our schedules where we’re able to share a lot of time off and also overlap our schedules so that Isla doesn’t have to ever have a babysitter. Isaiah insists that mom and dad will be the only ones that will ever raise her.

  I hear a thud on the wood floor and I jump.

  “Fishy!” Isla says as some big, slimy fish slides across the floor.

  “Our dinner plans are set,” Isaiah says as he squats down and give me a big kiss and then Isla.

  “Did you catch fish, dad?”

  “I sure did. Caught it just for you,” Isaiah says.

  “For me?”

  “Yep. Wanna name him?”

  “Okay,” she says.

  “Isaiah, is this a good idea?”

  “What? Naming her dinner?”

  I cringe a bit and then can’t help but laugh at the irony. I do feel sad for the fish, but I know Isaiah will prepare it in as humane a way as possible. He spends a lot of time with Isla at the dog parks back home and also teaching her how to get along, interact with, and respect animals.

  But she does need some protein in her diet and it’s hard to pass up fresh fish caught in this beautiful environment.

  “Okay, my ladies. Let daddy go prepare this and we’ll have dinner soon. You won’t even need to put your shoes on.”

  “Dad?”

  “What, baby,” Isaiah says picking up the fish.

  “I didn’t give him a name.”

  “Oh, right. Did you decide?”

  She nods her little head.

  “Okay, I’m ready.”

  “Charlie.”

  “Charlie? Like Charlie Brown?”

  She shakes her head. “No, silly. Like Charlie the Tuna.”

  “Good one!” Isaiah says and extends his palm which she greets with a big high five.

  “Did you two talk about that?” he asks me in a hushed voice.

  “No. She just reads everything.”

  “Even tuna cans?”

  “She must have gotten in the pantry.”<
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  “Yeah, it was in the pantry,” she says.

  “You can hear us?” Isaiah asks.

  “Of course. We’re all right here. Mommy, daddy, Charlie and me,” she says.

  “We really need to get one of those cameras that’s always recording,” Isaiah says.

  “I totally agree. She’s too cute and making too many memories every second.”

  “I am cute,” she says as she turns her head to the side and clasps her hands together between her legs looking coy.

  “And you’re also salty from the ocean. Time to get you cleaned up for dinner,” I say.

  “But not my feet. Daddy said no shoes.”

  “Daddy did say no shoes, but he didn’t say dirty feet,” I say as Isaiah kisses me, quickly cleans up the fishy part of the floor, and then walks out of our bungalow to prepare dinner.

  I carry our girl to the showers realizing she’s gonna be too big to carry one of these days real soon.

  And I think about what Isaiah said about no shoes. We won that game show three years ago, but when we got each other we really won in the game of life.

  Sunsets over the South Pacific? Check.

  Dinner barefoot? Check.

  A daughter we love more than anything? Checkmate.

  And those are just the layers of icing on the cake, which reminds me the French bakery on the island will be by soon with our surprise anniversary cake.

  What a day. He catches the meal and I order a French chocolate cake.

  To eat as a family…barefoot in the sand as we enjoy life, and most importantly each other’s company, together under the stars over the South Pacific.

  Together.

  EXTENDED EPILOGUE

  Isaiah

  Seven more years later

  I watch her sleep peacefully and damn do I ever want to wake her up and tell her how beautiful she looks.

  But that would be redundant because she’s beautiful all the time and I love telling her all the time.

  And I’m going to get a chance in exactly one minute.

  I look at the clock on my phone. 11:59.

  Once it turns to 12:00 we’ve been officially married ten years.

  And does it ever seem like it was just yesterday. The time is flying by so fast. I wish I could slow it down and just get to watch Isla, Iris, Ian, and Isaac grow up a bit slower, but that’s not the way it works.

  Thankfully we did get those all the time recording cameras and every year I give the footage to some tech guy at work and give him a few hundred bucks to edit together a family movie for us.

  Of course I make him do all the work at the office, after hours, where it’s not logged. No way am I allowing someone to get our intimate home videos in their possession.

  I’d do the video myself but if I did that would mean less time with my family and I’d never go for that.

  The clock shows 12:00 and I quickly kiss my beautiful wife on her forehead. God, her skin is so creamy, feminine, and perfect.

  “Everything okay?” she says. “Kids okay?”

  “Even only fifty percent awake you’re still always one hundred percent beautiful.”

  “Even with eye boogers, mouth drool, and earwax?”

  “Talk dirty to me, girl.”

  “Gross!” she says slapping me but laughing too. “Why are we awake?”

  “Happy anniversary!” I say kissing her again.

  “Happy anniversary. Let’s celebrate in the morning.”

  “It’s already well past morning where we’re headed. Hurry, we have to get up,” I say jumping out of bed.

  “Am I hallucinating or have you lost your mind?”

  “Probably both, and both for quite some time now.”

  She laughs so hard she coughs as she sits up in bed.

  “You’re really getting ready.”

  “Yeah, let’s go!”

  “Where?”

  “Come on kids!” I yell, banging the wooden spoon around in a pot. I’d snuck both under the bed before we went to sleep so I’d be prepared.

  I run to the kids’ rooms and get them up.

  Everyone is still kind of in a fog as we gather in the living room.

  “Uber’s here,” I say.

  “Isaiah? What the heck? Have you really lost your mind? Where are we going?”

  “I lost my mind over you years ago and it’s my favorite time of the year…time to celebrate it all over again.”

  “Please fill me in.”

  “Hurry, Uber’s here. Everybody in and I’ll fill you in in the car.”

  I get everybody outside and in the Uber and then ask him to pop the trunk. He gives me an awkward eye as there’s nothing ready to be loaded.

  But as soon as he does I run back inside and grab the suitcases I’d packed for each of us and throw them in the trunk.

  “Where are we going dad?” Isaac asks.

  “Well, son,” I say looking at my beautiful wife. “When you’re married ten years you’re supposed to give the gift of tin or aluminum. Those don’t sound particularly exciting to be honest, unless Isla is still on her tin can kick from Bora Bora.”

  “Huh?” she says.

  “You were a big Charlie the Tuna fan at that time. Just stick with me.”

  I clear my throat.

  “So…there’s a place called…drumroll please,” I say banging on the dashboard. “Tin Can Bay. And when I married your mother I told her I wanted to bathe with her in the tide pools from Fraser Island to Cardiff, California. Well, guess what’s on the southern tip of Fraser Island? Tin Can Bay.”

  “Wait? We’re going to…”

  “Yep! Australia, mate!” I say.

  The kids start freaking out and high fiving each other and Isabella gives me a big kiss.

  “Looks like everybody’s awake now. And happy to be up too,” I say.

  “Wow, bro. You’re like the dad of the year or something,” the Uber driver says.

  “It’s easy when you love your family as much I do.”

  “I love my family too, man, but we ain’t going to Australia.”

  “It’s not the destination, my brother. It’s the journey…and who you take it with.”

  “Amen to that,” he says as he offers me a fist which I bump. “But I gotta say. I’d much rather be taking a journey to Australia than the journey I got planned for after I drop you off at L.A.X.…to pick up diapers, pickles, and marshmallows.”

  “She’s pregnant again?” I ask.

  “How’d you know?”

  “The pickles and marshmallows craving. Gave you way.”

  The driver laughs, and I’m enjoying our fun talk but the truth is there’s no way anyone is taking my place on this journey or any other in this lifetime…not when it involves my family.

  Because that’s what life’s all about and I can’t wait to add our new adventures to this year’s video. Every year I try and top the one before and I’m feeling really good about this trip.

  The flight to Brisbane, or Brizvegas or Brisneyland as the locals jokingly call it as everything used to close early and it had a small town feel to it, is going to be long but it’s going to be worth it.

  Not to mention we’ve been married for ten years and we’ve still never joined the mile high club.

  I figure that means we have to join it no less than ten times this journey to make up for lost time.

  But no matter what happens with my wife and our kids I know we’re all going to have the time of our lives.

  Because we always do when we’re together, which is most of the time.

  Because I make sure of it.

  Making sure my kids see firsthand the most important thing in life is family, and our family bond is unbreakable.

  It may have started out on “Instalove Island” but it’s ten years and it’s taking us to Fraser Island and instantly I remember just how lucky I am to be in love with the most amazing woman in the world.

  Her.

  “I love you,” I say.