Cayman Desires

by Simmons, Sabel

  “It was such a shock to run into you, but at the same time … I still love you, Raymond, with all my heart and I can’t continue to live life without you in it. No job or career is worth losing you again. Please tell me it is not too late for us?” Her eyes pleaded with him with her heart reflected clearly for him to see.

  He lifted his hands and closed them around her face; his lips covered hers in the sweetest, most tender kiss ever.

  “It is not too late for us, my love. I love you too, I have never stopped, but the hurt and devastation you left behind when you left ran so deep, it nearly crippled me. That is why I was so hard on you when we met. I had to protect myself, my heart; I could not allow you to see how much you still meant to me.”

  His eyes shone warm with love for her, he drew her tight into his arms and held her close, as if he would never let her go.

  He pushed her away, walked to his drawer, picked up something and turned to her. When he dropped to one knee and held out her engagement ring, tears ran down her cheeks.

  “Clarissa Langston, will you please marry me this time, for real?” She laughed and cried at the same time and pulled him into her arms, but he pulled back. “I need an answer, baby.”

  “Yes, yes, yes!”

  He smiled at her exuberance and gently pushed the ring on her finger, lifted her hand and kissed the finger with the ring on it.

  “And make sure this is never taken off again.” Then only did he pull her in his arms for another devastating soul searching kiss to seal their love.

  Chapter Thirteen

  It was much later, that Raymond pulled Clarissa onto his lap, his hand gently caressing her belly. A gentle, tender smile on his lips, he captured her dreamy eyes with his.

  “So, my love … when did you intend telling me about the baby?”

  His continued caressing of her belly, the sickness, and a quick calculation, gave her a start and her eyes flashed into his.

  “Oh, how could I have been so …I’m pregnant! I’m really pregnant!”

  Her hand joined his gently on her stomach and she smiled her brilliance and happiness up to him.

  “No, heart of mine … we are pregnant.” Her smile was brilliant at his possessive declaration.

  “How did you know?”

  “Knowing every inch of your body as well as I do, I noticed your breasts immediately …”

  She glanced down at them, realizing that they were slightly fuller than usual and could kick herself for not connecting all the dots herself!

  “Then there is also the small matter of deliberately setting out to make you pregnant…”

  She stiffened in his lap, intending to jump up, if not for his arms, tightening around her.

  “Now…now…it was all for a good cause. You did not want to give up your job for me, but I was relatively sure you would not allow any child of yours to be brought up without his or her father.” He hugged her tighter against him.

  “I’m surprised you did not notice that I stopped using condoms within a week?”

  “Well … I had other things on my mind just then.” The slight flush on her cheeks caused a burst of laughter to erupt through his lips.

  “Are you angry at me?”

  “For getting me … us pregnant?” At his nod, she smiled and kissed him tenderly. “Never … apart from regretting hurting you all those years ago, that was my biggest regret, that by now we would have had at least two children.”

  Raymond rewarded her with such a tender passionate kiss that her toes curled.

  Robby was the most excited of all about the turn of events, driving everyone crazy with all the questions.

  “Does that mean you are going to be my new mommy, Rissa?

  “Can I call you Mommy when you and Daddy marry?”

  “When are you getting married?”

  “Why not today?”

  “I am going to have a brother or a sister? Whoopee!”

  “May I please rather have a brother?”

  “When?”

  “Why so long?”

  And on and on it went, until Raymond eventually picked him up and started wrestling with him on the carpet of his lounge to distract him from all the questions.

  It was much later after making love, that Raymond drew Clarissa tight in his embrace, kissing her softly on her cheek.

  “What about your job? Are you going back?”

  He felt her stiffen, but knew the question had to be asked. She rose on her elbow and gazed tenderly down into his shadowed eyes. Softly caressing his nose, his mouth with her finger, she smiled at him.

  “I have a much bigger job waiting for me, here with you. I’ve heard it told being a mom is a full time job … Even more so, being a wife to such a demanding husband like you will be a lifetime job. One I am never going to be prepared to leave!”

  The tears that filled his eyes were her undoing and her own spilled over to trickle down her cheeks. He gently dried them with his finger and leaned up to kiss her lips.

  “You have no idea how much it means to me to hear that. Be warned, heart of mine, I will never let you walk away from me again. Not without fighting my fingers to the bone…”

  She lifted on her elbow, her one hand gently caressing his chest, circling his nipple and he groaned, his body tightening immediately.

  “Will you allow me to make love to you now? Please my love, I have been aching to do that since we ran into each other …”

  He reclined back against the pillows, gripping his hands behind his neck, his eyes blazed molten fire at her. His shaft already fully erect and eager, the moment she asked the question. The eager anticipation of the pleasure awaiting him was evident in his face and in the hardness of his body.

  Clarissa sat on the large patio of the presidential cottage of the Princeton Hotel in the Cayman Islands. Her eyes full of love as she gazed down at her sleeping baby daughter in her arms.

  She pushed her toe against the floor to start the rocking chair, her eyes searching for the love of her life. He stood at the water’s edge watching the three little boys playing in the shallow surf.

  She smiled happily. How could one person have so much love and happiness in her life? She legally adopted Robby as soon as they were married. Oh … and what a beautiful wedding they had! She felt like a princess in her white flowing dress. Having her whole family sharing in her happiness perfected the day, ensured that all the loneliness and unhappiness of the lost years remained buried in the past.

  She laughed when the waves pulled the twins legs from under them; they grabbed each other to stand up. Laughing and running into their father’s waiting arms.

  Darius and Miguel just turned two and similar to their grandfathers were not identical twins. Miguel had burst out in tears when they announced their names and needless to say, spoiled them rotten.

  Retha, of course, could not wait for Mikáèla, her name chosen by Robbie, to grow up so she could start spoiling her also. Sometimes it felt like they had to fight to keep their children at home; they spend so much time with their grandparents.

  The arrival of the boys and their father pulled her from her wool gathering. Raymond ushered them to their rooms, to shower and get dressed for dinner. He walked up to her, bending over he tenderly kissed his daughter’s cheek.

  He looked into her eyes, his, burning with deep desire. She smiled lazily and caressed his broad shoulder. He leaned down further and took her mouth in a deep, but tender kiss.

  “How are the two women in my life? Any chance we can get Dad and Retha to babysit tonight so we can have the night to ourselves?”

  His tongue delved in her ear and shivers ran down her spine, desire burning down the center of her. Her head turned into his neck and she licked the pulsing vein, caressing and seeking his lips.

  “When you do that heart of mine, we better get them to agree … I won’t be able to wait until it is dark. As a matter of fact … that is a brilliant idea. I’ll get Bette to find us a room … dinner can wait!

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nbsp; ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Sabel Simmons is a pseudonym for Isabel Oosthuizen.

  She was born in small town Vereeniging, South Africa in 1962. She completed her schooling in the Capital City, Pretoria.

  She has always been very creative in writing, drawing and decorating. Her essays at school were always read out to the class and her imagination took flight at that stage of her life already. She has her own “library” at home, filled with all types of books. She loves historical romances, and Johanna Lindsey is her favorite writer and inspiration. Her writing style is honest, real and always has a touch of humor in.

  In the early nineties she published two Afrikaans novels that were reprinted twice and remained on library shelves for 15 years.

  She is a B Com graduate in Business Management and is the MD of a training company. She writes as a hobby, something she has not had the time to do since the 1990’s.

  She has two lovely children and four gorgeous granddaughters. She lives in Centurion, Gauteng, South Africa with her second husband, the love of her life, Leon and Roxy their sixteen year old Jack Russell.