Chapter 12 - Destination Mauritius.

Amelia thought Xavier was kidding, till he informed her that they were going to Mauritius for their honeymoon the next day.

She packed as quickly as she could, picking only warm summer clothes since it was going to be warm in Mauritius. She had little time to update her friends about the impromptu trip. She didn't have time to buy new dresses or any new bikini piece that would have been appropriate, but it seemed that as usual, her parents were one step ahead of her.
Because before they left for the trip, they sent a bag full of trendy and sexy bikini pieces and summer dresses as a gift to her for the trip.

There was a private jet waiting for them already as they arrived just in time for the takeoff. Amelia didn't know what to think about the trip, Xavier was passive throughout the entire flight and they both ignored each other.

After a long day of flying, their private jet landed at Plaine Magnien in Port Louis, the capital city of Mauritius.
Amelia already had some time to change into a much more flowery beach dress before they were driven to their private resort in Belle Mare Luxury resorts.

She instantly fell in love with the volcanic island. It was an island of lagoons and palm - fringed beaches with coral reefs surrounding most of the coastline. The waters were a deep blue and some times they changed to a turquoise crystal clear water and the beach sand was pristine white.

The natives were kind and lovely and Amelia found them thoroughly refreshing. A large portion of them spoke Mauritian Creole, which was a Creole that was mixed with French and Amelia sometimes had to pull up her phone to understand most of what they were saying. Her French was rudimentary at best and years without practice had made her rusty.

When they arrived at their luxury
Belle Mare Villa, Amelia marveled at the opulence and the serenity of the beach view that their Villa provided them with.

Two helpers and the housekeeper visited them to take in their luggage, gratefully they spoke English and Amelia didn't have to be embarrassed by the fact that she couldn't speak French while Xavier easily conversed with them in French.

"Welcome Mr and Mrs Black. We're so honoured to have you at the Belle Mare resort. How was your flight."

"Oh it was quite tiring. The view here is spectacular! I'm Amelia, what's your name?"

Amelia asked the woman who smiled graciously.

"My name is Mary. I will be helping you during your stay here at this beautiful resort. Would you like a tour?"

"Yes, we would." Amelia said the same time that Xavier answered saying "maybe later."

They stopped to glance at each other. The tension between them rising and falling like the waves crashing on the shore.

"I'll have the tour without him then." Amelia said and the woman looked confused. She opened her mouth to say something but quickly clamped it shut as she led Amelia into the private beach side villa.

Amelia gave Xavier a look on her way out and he glared back at her as he followed her grudgingly. She smiled a bit at the tiny victory.

The villa was absolutely breathtaking, Amelia noted as she walked around it with Mary and a sulking Xavier behind her. It had a warm intimate decor with the most luxurious furniture that Amelia had ever seen.

There was a rich granite bathroom with a sunken bathroom at the glazed bay directly accessing the heated private swimming pool.

The pool water was clear and sparkling with a spectacular position and a direct view of the Indian ocean.
There was a straw shelter on the patio form that was perfect location  for having romantic meals.

"Oh Mary! This place is simply magical! I love it!"

She cried out as she went in  room to room checking them out.

"I'll leave you both to enjoy yourselves. There's a brochure with a list of activities that you can participate in. If you need me, just press three on the phone."

"Thank you!" Amelia and Xavier murmured simultaneously.

Amelia wasted no time in entering the masters bedroom and lying in the large comfortable bed. The bed and covers were so soft that she felt like she was sinking in clouds.

She hastily removed her sandals and settled into the bed. She was tired and jet lagged from the long trip and Amelia knew that she needed a full nights rest to recover. But she didn't want to close her eyes for a minute, thinking that she might miss out on the breathtaking view that was around her if she wasn't taking in everything she was seeing.

She was still internally struggling with whether or not she should sleep when Xavier walked in their room.

He was dressed in the most casual clothes that she had ever seen him in. White beach shorts and a floral print shirt, he even had trendy sunglasses on.

"What are you doing here?" Amelia asked as she watched him sit on the bed.

He turned back to look at her with a smirk on his wickedly beautiful face.

"What does it look like? I'm resting. I'm jet lagged."

Amelia hastily sat upright on the bed.

"Not on this bed! Go find somewhere else to sleep."

Xavier took off his sunglasses as he shrugged.

"If you didn't notice, this is the honeymoon luxury villa. Meaning, there's only one room and you're definitely not having it all to yourself."

Amelia rolled her eyes.

"Fine then, I'll sleep on the couch."

She said as she swung her legs out of bed and proceeded to carry her luggage out of the built in closet.

The minute she turned she found out that Xavier was already unbuttoning his shirt.

He unbuttoned his shirt with tortuous finesse, every movement as slow and calculating as the look in his electric blue eyes. Wearing nothing around his neck than a silver pendant, his gleaming tanned torso was so well constructed that it seemed like a sinful excess. He was completely naked down to his narrow hips.

Amelia's mouth went dry as her eyes remained glued on Xavier's body.

"Still want to sleep on the couch?" Xavier asked huskily and Amelia immediately jolted out of her reverie.

She left the room as quickly as she came in.

The next two days went by in a blur, with the sexual tension between Amelia and Xavier growing with every minute. They had their meals in separate rooms and Xavier allowed Amelia sleep alone in the master bedroom while he slept in the lounge.

Amelia spent most of her days taking long walks on the Belle Mare beach and participating in some of the activities the resort had to offer.

It was late in the evening when she decided to have a swim in the pool at their villa.

Amelia had stripped and put on one of her favourite bikinis from the collection her mother had packed fro her. It was a leopard print two piece bikini and it looked gorgeous on her, except that it felt like it was two sizes small.

Thinking that Xavier was not around, she went into the pool and decided to take off the bikini. It was about two sizes small and it was uncomfortably tight despite how pretty it was.

She threw the wet bikini at the side of the pool and mindlessly continued her skinny dipping. She had not seen Xavier after they had lunch together and when she went to the resort and signed up for hiking the next day.

He was probably avoiding her just like she was.

They had said few words to each other during their trip and every romantic gesture that Mary tried to bring to them failed woefully.

Amelia heard a quiet splash in the water and she violently turned back.

"Who's there?"

She asked as she cautiously swam to the edge of the water.

Xavier came up slowly after submerging himself in the water for a while. They both looked at each other, Amelia gathering her breasts in her hands while hoping that Xavier didn't notice her wet bikini at the side of the pool.

Following her gaze, Xavier instinctively turned and saw the bikini lying at the edge of the pool and his blue eyes instantly became glazed with lust. Amelia felt a tightening in her core as Xavier looked at her intensely.

Their sexual frustrations had reached the peak and the only thing stopping Xavier from ravenously taking Amelia was the little bit of self control that he was holding on to. He wouldn't do anything to her unless she absolutely wanted him to.

"Xavier?"

Amelia called out to him softly as she watched him him the water.

"Hmm?" He grunts in reply.

Amelia wet her lips nervously, what she was about to propose, could end badly for one or both of them.

Her relationship with him was already complicated. The first night that they both had together had deeply complicated things, it had ignited in the both of them lust and sexual attraction so deep that their needs were practically insatiable.

They couldn't stare at each other without dirty thoughts crossing their minds.

Amelia decided that the only way to quench those sinful thoughts and scenarios that kept replaying in her head was to give her body what it craved.

Xavier.

Across the pool, Xavier was thinking the same thing.

"If we do this again, it means nothing."

"Do what?"

Xavier asked and Amelia shrugged

"If we have sex again, it means nothing. It means we're simply satisfying our sexual hunger. Right?"

She asked unsurely and Xavier nodded.

"Right. We'll just do it once to get it all out of our system. After that, never again."

"Yea. Never again."

Amelia whispered as she slowly released the hold she had on her breasts, letting her hands roam free in the water and leaving it all for Xavier to see.

His eyes roamed down to her lips as he moved closer till he was inches away from her. He used his fingertips to trace the contour of her neck down between her aching breasts. She could feel her nipples deliciously tightening in the water.
He traced her lips with his finger and Amelia's tongue peered out and licked his fingertips as it continued to trace down to her breasts.

She felt her body betraying her, he had not even kissed her yet and her walls were contracting.

The kiss started slow and within a flash it became hungry. Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her against the edge of the pool.

Their lips and hands wandered across one another's body, Amelia's moans echoing in his mouth caused Xavier's body to tighten in pleasure as he could feel himself getting hard.

He released her as he ran his hand through her hair.

"I've been wanting you ever since we got married. I want you so bad it physically hurts." He said as his voice became shaky.

"What are you waiting for?"

Amelia whispered huskily in his ear and Xavier growled softly.

He lifted her up effortlessly and carried her out of the pool.

They both landed on one of the beach chairs, bodies wet but filled with the heat of their desire in the cold breezy night.