Stand By Me Darling
Chapter 400: Back In The Iris Isles

Chapter 400: Back In The Iris Isles

Talia silently stared out the window the entire travel to the Iris Isles. She was surprised Arthur was keeping his hands to himself the whole ride.

She was relieved for some time that he is not instigating any form of intimacy the past few weeks. Sparing the occasional pecks on the lips, he kept away from her.

But then her brain went overdrive as usual and started to worry. The doctor did advice them to keep away from s*x for at least three months or until he feels comfortable enough to do it. They decided on keeping away for four months.

Is four months long? Did his little guy down there get rusty by not using it?

But then she remembered that day when she walked in on him ’pleasuring himself’ in the bathroom.

WAIT!

His little guy is fine, but he is not interested in me anymore? Did I push him away too much? Did he stop loving me?

What should I do? What would I do if he really had stopped loving me?

Talia gulped as she became anxious.

Please don’t stop loving me, Fred.

She turned to look at him. He was leaning at the seat and had fallen asleep already.

He could have slept in the bed comfortably...

Talia got up and the hostess came to her to ask if she needed anything. Talia asked for a neck pillow and she brought one to her.

Talia carefully held the back of his head trying not to awaken him, and placed the pillow around his neck. As she was placing the pillow, she felt his warm breath falling on her chest and she felt her heartbeat quicken and butterflies in her stomach.

This is happening after a long time!

Talia took a step back after making sure Arthur is rested properly. The warm lighting from the interiors of the jet made his hair shine with a golden glow. She dimmed the lights for him to sleep comfortably.

She felt like staring at him and she did just that. Thousands of meters high up in the sky, she bent and stared at his perfect face. She felt like it has been ages since she didn’t feel scared to watch him sleep. He looked like how she remembered always.

Not that guy who looked like he was hit by a truck after the surgery, but like in the past when he would be silly with her.

She ran her fingers through his hair and her lips curved to a smile as she felt the silky softness in her fingers. His hair has grown well and it has reached its usual length. He didn’t even look like he had brain surgery before.

His eyelashes casted a shadow under his eyes, but his skin looked fabulous as always. His tall, straight nose, and those sexy lips... they look dry.

Before she knew it, Talia wetted her lips and pressed her lips on his. There it was – the feeling in her lower abdomen - the spark that always forms whenever they used to kiss; the spark she missed for the past few months.

She wanted more of it and once again placed a smooch on his lips. And BAM! Her heart started to race and she felt hot. Again... again...

She didn’t even stop to think that she might wake him up and kissed him to her heart’s content. Only after she kissed hi, did she realise how much she missed kissing him.

While she was intensely kissing him, she accidentally pressed the cabin crew call button and she scurried back to her seat.

Arthur clenched his fists trying to control the tightness in his lower abdomen. The feelings given by her soft lips made him want to do her then and there.

She kissed me herself! She really cannot resist me for long, I knew it!

He wanted to laugh out loud knowing that his Iris still has hots for him, but since he pretended to be asleep, he decided to pretend till the end. They still have two days of alone time left. He can do everything he desires with the privacy she desires once they reach the island.

He laughed in his heart.

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"Why aren’t you looking away?" Talia asked Arthur holding the white bikini she is ’supposed’ to wear.

Apparently he wants to teach her swimming just like he promised the other day.

"I am looking away."

Talia wanted to smash that mirror that reflected his face filled with pride as if he had achieved something.

Talia really couldn’t believe he built a room with mirrors on an entire wall. One side was entirely glass that had the view of the beach, which could double as a mirror if the lighting is set properly. The other side was entirely mirror from floor to ceiling and yes, the ceiling was entirely mirrored too. It had an in-suite bathroom which was separated from the bedroom with a see-through glass. Only one side of the room had a proper wall.

What kind of twisted person builds a room like this? And why didn’t he show this room during our previous visit?

She was about to change, when this guy is sitting there and started to stare at her. He even locked the door and is dangling the keys in his hand.

There is nowhere to hide in this room. What should I do?

Although she was a little nervous to change in front of him, she felt the anxiety she felt thinking that he had lost interest in her had vanished as he acted this way.

Talia took in a deep breath and an idea popped in her brain. She went inside the bathroom and locked it. After turning on the shower with warm water, the steam started to fog the glass making the glass wall translucent.

"Iris... come on, don’t do this!" Arthur begged her from outside, but Talia with a smile changed to the bikini. Wearing a beach kaftan, she stepped out.

Arthur stared at her without saying anything for some time. He then held her hand and both of them walked to the indoor swimming pool.

"We are not going to the beach?" Talia asked. She was a little disappointed when Arthur didn’t comment on her appearance wearing bikini.

This is the first time she is wearing a bikini and she felt like she was walking out in underwear. His silence also made her more embarrassed.

"There will be others in the beach..."

He spoke in a low voice and Talia wondered how there will be ’others’ in a private island. Even the staff can be kept away if they ask their security personnel to keep away.

"I saw a lot of birds... and there are turtles too... crab starfish..."

Arthur’s list went on and Talia’s face bloomed to a smile.

This guy is jealous.

"The swimming pool is safe. There won’t even be a spider or a fly there." Arthur wrapped his arms around her waist.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt and was only wearing trunks and Talia felt the warmth of his body on her and his scent made her feel nostalgic.

Ah, I missed him.

"Come on, get in... Jump, I’ll catch you." Arthur got in the large swimming pool. It was a lap pool that was deep at one end and a little shallow at the other end. For Talia that pool looked like it would lead to the doors of hell.

She looked up and saw the glass dome and the glass structure and glared at him for lying that dome was in the bedroom.

"Iris, the temperature is just right. Get in..." he walked out.

Talia stared at him and forgot to blink. This guy to her knowledge didn’t work out for the past four months and he had an effing surgery! Why is he still looking hot? How can that ladder in his abdomen still be there? They do look a little less prominent, but still.... How is it still there? Are my doubts right? Is he really a sculpted marble statue?

Ah, those cute little hairs in his chest... I haven’t touched them in a while...

She gently traced her fingers in his chest and her hands started to greedily caress all over him like a pervert.

His arms are so hard... there is another hard part of him I love...

Her hands gradually slithered south of his abdomen.

Ah, his hands are wrapped around my waist... he is so strong.

Wait... why do I feel like I’m getting lighter just by touching him? I feel like floating and I feel warm below my waist... and wet...

Wet and warm...

"AHHHH!!!!"

Talia screamed realising she is in the middle of the pool. Her hands wrapped around his neck and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Like a baby monkey clinging on to its mother, he held on to him.

"Fred, you idiot! Take me to the shore..." she hit his back.

She was terrified surrounded by water and started to shiver as his big hands wrapped around her back.

"The water level is only five feet. You are more than six. Can’t you at least stand in the water?" Arthur giggled and loosened his hold a bit.

"No f*cking way, Fred! Don’t let go!" Talia clung on to him more tightly. "Take me to the f*cking shore right this instant!" In her fear, she started to cuss.

"Shore? Are we in the middle of the ocean?" Arthur giggled.

"You..." Talia gritted her teeth.