Chapter 39
"Good afternoon," the desk clerk said to them as they approached. "Welcome to the 2 inn 1, Kinsington."
"Good afternoon," Gavin smiled weakly. The trek through the brush had exhausted them. Their bodies demanded two things. A hot shower and a soft bed. And they were barking for them right now.
"Dr. Gavin Steward," Gavin told the man wearily.
"You look exhausted," the clerk told them as he punched in the name. "Long flight?"
"Not yet," Alex smiled. "Long road from Tanzania."
"Wow!" the man marveled. "Missionaries?"
"Doctors," Gavin told him. "Working part time with Doctors without Borders."
"Much needed up there," the clerk nodded as he pulled the electronic room key to program it.
"Absolutely," Alex agreed looking at the fine amenities of the hotel.
It was a stark contrast of what they just had for the last two weeks. For two weeks they had the bare minimum. The necessities, and not the necessities most people would think of. Hot showers, hot foot, clean rooms. Those were a luxury in the hell they just came from.
Necessities included, water, food and a place to sleep. The bed they had was a luxury as well, but even it wasn't as comfortable as the mattress they had at home, or even the mattress they were sure to get in this opulent hotel.
This hotel promised to return them to what they were used to, the lobby alone was luxurious, inviting and cool. The air conditioning making the difference from outside heat to cool comfort inside.
"Your room is ready," the clerk told them with a smile. "If there is anything you need, just let us know."
"Thank you," Gavin nodded.
They found their room which was more like a bungalow than a hotel room. They dropped their bags on the sofa and looked out the back terrace. The pool had a soft glimmer of sunlight reflecting off of it. It looked really inviting.
"Perhaps a shower first?" Gavin suggested as the two of them looked at the water in a exhausted state. Alex nodded.
"When is our flight?" Alex asked him.
"A couple of days," Gavin frowned. "I figured we would need a day to recoup from the drive, then I thought we would take another day to see some of the sights."
"Always thinking ahead," Alex admired. "You want to shower first?"
"Kinda thought we would shower together, sort of a, you wash my back, I'll wash yours?" Gavin grinned. "If you are up for it that is, I would understand if you just want to shower and hit the bed for a good night's sleep of not worrying about refugees, shots or bugs!"
"No," she shook her head. "I definitely need some help in the shower!" she grinned.
Turning on the hot water the steam rolled out of the top of the stall. The shower was a stand-alone type, with tile walls and was large enough for both of them to enjoy. There was a small seat in the corner of it and she smiled as the hot water hit her body.
It was the first hot water to hit her body in over two weeks. Showers at the camp were from water poured into a makeshift shower consisting of just a curtain and a big bag that held water. You would have to hold the nozzle open to wet your body. Then soap up without water, then rinse again holding the nozzle open. The water warmed by the African sun so it was never really hot, just lukewarm. Unless you showered in the morning, then it was ice cold it seemed.
Now it was scalding hot, but she didn't care. She had two weeks of grime that the makeshift shower couldn't clean. This shower had the water needed to get her back to human! She closed her eyes and let the water cascade down her naked body, starting with her head as she dropped it back and let it hang there.
She felt his hands on her but she didn't jump. They were soft and gentle. She lifted her head and looked to him. Draping her arms on his shoulder as they stood there in the hot water. Her head on his chest listening to his heart beat against her ear. The hot water running over them.
"I missed this," she admitted. "Hot water."
"Yeah," he agreed. "It's amazing how the creature comforts stand out after you lived without them for a while!"
"Agreed," she smiled as he began to massage shampoo in her hair. She let him pamper her with her eyes closed.
His lips on her chin caused her mouth to smile. He nibbled gently while he worked her hair, the soap foaming and running gently down her back with the water from the shower. He tilted her head back with his lips and let the water rinse her hair as he gently nibble on her throat.
The conditioner was next, while he gently worked her hair, she let her hands wander his body. His firm muscles flexing under her fingers while he massaged her scalp and hair with his hands. Her eyes fluttering open for a few brief seconds only to close them in the gentleness of his touch.
He began to wash her body, starting at her neck and working down. Her body responding to his touch as he went. Her nipples hardening when his fingers brushed them as he lathered her up. Cupping her firm breasts, then using is thumb to rub around her taut nipples.
He sat on the corner step while he began to wash her stomach, his hands gently massaging her skin on her hips then her upper thighs. Her legs opening willingly letting his hands soap up her sex then her inner thighs causing her to sigh blissfully at his gentle touch.
Down her legs to her calves, lifting one foot then the other. Lathering as he went. He produced a razor and spread shaving cream on her legs. This was something she didn't do very well in the bush. Now she watched him gently shave her legs lovingly. His hands steady and loving. Making sure he shaved them completely.
He gently turned her, beginning to work her from the back. His hands lingering on her ass made her smile.
"What are your thinking?" she teased as he began to kiss and nibble on her firm cheeks. His hands pulling them apart so he could gently stick his tongue into her taboo, making her gasp. He continued to wiggle his tongue in her causing her body to warm and shudder slightly.
He pulled his tongue out and she whimpered at his exit. She wanted him to continue, but he moved on, soaping her ass before massaging and washing her back at the same time. Soon he had her fully lathered and he was standing again. His hardened cock pressing tightly against the crack of her ass, teasing her with thoughts of her birthday.
He turned her and rinsed her back off, tilting her head to rinse out the conditioner in her hair. For the first time in two weeks, she was clean. Really clean. Squeaky clean as her hair was completely washed and conditioned. Her body was steam cleaned with the nearly scalding hot water that lasted forever. Her legs properly shaved as she liked them.
She draped her arms around his neck, her eyes catching a glimpse of her ring which made her smile. It seemed to captivate her anytime it caught her eye and it did often, especially when the light would hit it. It was just the most perfect ring she could imagine.
It's bright square stone, surrounded by smaller stones. Giving it a halo look. The silver band was shiny and bright. The stones casting off sparkles anytime she moved it. It covered at least half her finger, knuckle to knuckle. It was much larger than she was comfortable with, but she wasn't about to complain!
"I can't believe I'm going to be your wife," she said softly. "I'm going to be Mrs. Gavin Steward!"
"Why?" he smiled.
"Things like this...I'm just not used to them! Ever since you came into my life it has been one fantastic dream after another!" she raved.
"You...are the dream," he countered. "A dream I hope I never wake from."
"I have a couple of requests," she whispered. "Sir."
"And they are?" he smiled.
"I would like to go off my birth control," she told him. "I want to have your baby."
He stroked the side of her face as he smiled down on her. He hoped she wanted a baby soon. He did.
"A month before the wedding," he conditioned. "I don't want anybody to accuse us of having to marry because of anything other than the love we have for one another." Alex frowned and turned her head. He hooked his finger under her chin and turned her back to look at him.
"What?" he asked her.
"My gynecologist said that it could take months for the birth control to clear out of my body," she said softly. "Longer sometimes depending on how long I have been taking them."
"I understand," he nodded.
"That means it could be years before we have a baby," she pointed out. "I don't want to wait that long."
"What happens if you get pregnant right away?" he asked her. "Before the wedding?"
"Then we fly to Vegas," she grinned. "Nothing is more important to me right now than pleasing you in a way no one else has. That is giving you a child. I don't give a damn what anybody thinks of why we got married. We have the truth, and that is we are hopelessly in love with one another."
He stared into her eyes as he thought about it.
"Please?" she begged softly. He smiled and shook his head, she was just too perfect to deny.
"As you wish," he agreed.
"Thank you Sir!" she said happily. Nearly tapping her feet in excitement in having the honor of his child. A child they would raise together, showering it with love.
"Your second request?" he asked shaking his head as he recognized her excitement.
"In a few minutes," she told him. "Let me bathe you."
She took her time, slowly lathering his hard body with soap, her fingers running along his muscles. His body responding to her fingers. Her hands meeting to take his cock in them, tugging on it gently as her soapy hands pulled on him bringing him to a full erection in the shower. Her hands drifting under him to massage and clean his balls.
