“Yeah, best spa in town,” Mama answered as she pulled into the parking garage.
“It has to be really expensive,” I mused, thinking Cade had spent way too much.
“It is,” Alani agreed, then said, “But they have a local’s discount. Plus, one of our Aunties owns the place, so we always get a really good deal.”
“Oh, awesome,” I said, feeling less guilty as my excitement returned. “I hope I get a masseuse with strong hands.”
Cade’s mom laughed, then led the way out of the parking garage and into the stylishly decorated lobby. “I don’t know how good strong hands will feel with all of your bruises.”
“She can work around them.” At least, I hoped she could, because I really, really wanted a massage. “I wonder if they have a hot tub. That would feel amazing right now.”
“They do,” Alani replied. “And, their facials are the best.”
“However will I choose?” I pondered, wondering if I could get one of everything.
“Oh my god, I could really get used to this,” I moaned as I lowered myself into the steaming water.
I’d just finished getting a massage to end all freakin’ massages, and was feeling completely boneless and happy. I closed my eyes as the warmth enveloped me and leaned back against the wall of the hot tub.
This place was divine.
We’d been greeted at the door with a chilled glass of mango guava juice, then were led back to the dressing room where we were given lockers, robes, and slippers. My first order of business was the massage, so I’d taken off my clothes, except my panties, and put on the robe and slippers.
After my glorious massage, I’d gone back to the locker room to change in my bathing suit and relax in the hot tub until my facial appointment. When I’d arrived, Alani was already in the water, but her mom was nowhere to be seen.
“What’s your mom getting done?” I asked, not opening my eyes.
“I think she’s doing the mud bath thing right now. I just finished with my facial, and am going to get a mani and pedi next. I’m thinking I’ll do some sort of blue and gold combo … my school colors.”
“Hmmm, maybe blue with gold tips or something,” I suggested, starting to doze.
“Yeah, that’d look pretty cool,” she said, her voice sounding far away as I drifted off.
I woke with a start to Cade’s mom calling my name and someone putting a hand on my shoulder. When I sat up and opened my eyes, I looked up to see one of the spa workers looking down at me.
“Your next appointment is ready, Ms. Lila,” she said sweetly. “You must get changed.”
I nodded sleepily and rose from the water, then noticed Cade’s mom was relaxing in the tub across from me.
“Did you have a nice treatment?” I asked.
“Divine,” she answered, then sunk lower in the water. “Enjoy.”
The attendant led me back to the dressing room and handed me a towel. Once I was back in my robe and relatively dry, I came out and followed her to the room where I’d be given my facial.
I dozed off again as my face was rubbed with numerous lotions and creams. I left that treatment practically floating, and made my way to the salon where I’d get a mani and pedi.
Boy, my man has certainly hooked me up today!
I was smiling to myself, thinking of the many ways I could repay Cade, when I bumped into his mother.
Awkward.
“Oh, ah, hey, Mama,” I said, and I’m pretty sure I blushed a little. That’s how dirty my thoughts about her son had just been.
“Good facial?” she asked, and I hoped she thought my face was red from my treatment.
“Amazing, actually,” I replied. “Where are you coming from?”
“Massage. Now I’m off to finish with my nails.”
“Me too.”
We walked in to see Alani finishing up with her toes under the dryer.
“Aren’t they pretty?” she asked, wiggling her fingers at us. She’d gone with the navy-blue nail and gold tips. They looked pretty badass. “Now I get to go have my massage. See you guys later.”
As she bounded out of the room, I found myself wishing that I’d saved my massage for last too, rather than getting it done right away. I found myself having massage envy, as I fought the urge to go schedule another one.
Maybe I can talk Cade into some rubs later tonight, I thought, then flushed again when I saw his mom’s eyes on me.
Naughty…
I cleared my throat and asked, “What color are you getting?”
“I don’t know,” she said as she perused the giant wall of colors. “I usually go with brown, but that seems so boring. Maybe I should change it up.”
“What are you wearing to the graduation?” I asked as I walked up to stand next to her.
“A black dress with red flowers that Alani picked out.”
“You should definitely go for this, then,” I said, holding up a bottle of fire-engine red nail polish.
“I don’t know…”
“It’ll be perfect,” I promised, then said, “Yay,” when she reluctantly took it from my hand.
I grabbed a pink so pale it was almost white, thinking it would really pop with my Hawaiian tan.
“Hello, ladies, can I offer you a refreshment? Juice, tea, coffee?” one of the salon technicians asked.
“I’d marry you for a coffee,” I replied, causing the young lady to giggle.
“Just water for me, please,” Mama said.
“Okay, right this way,” she said, then set us up at side-by-side pedicure stations.
“This is the life I deserve,” I said, quoting something Elin said all the time, as I leaned back in the massage chair, coffee in hand, while my technician rubbed oil into my legs.
Utter bliss.
“Cade, if you can’t be quiet, I’m going to stop. I can’t believe we’re doing this again,” I said, looking up at him while on my knees.
Cade chuckled, his face sexy and flushed from the blow job I was giving him.
“Babe, the shower’s on, the sink’s running, and you put a towel under the door, I think we’re safe,” he replied, his hand flexing deliciously in my hair.
“Not if you keep moaning like a porn star,” I argued.
After our spa day, we’d come home to find the men barbecuing while the kids played in the ocean with Boone. We’d enjoyed dinner outside, watched the sunset while drinking wine, well, I was drinking wine, then wound the evening down inside with one of the kids’ favorite movies, Moana.
The amount of wine I consumed, paired with the glorious day of pampering I’d experienced, had put me in a certain kind of mood, which had me propositioning Cade. I think at first he thought I was exaggerating about my Cloak and Dagger hook-up scenario, but when I pulled him into the bathroom, turned on all the water, and started taking off his clothes, he realized I was serious.
“You know nobody cares if we’re fucking, right?”
“Not true, Cade,” I argued, thinking how ridiculous I must look, arguing while on my knees. “I care, Alani would care, and the kids would be scarred for life.”
I started to get up, but Cade stroked his dick reflexively, and I found myself caring less about his movie-quality moans. I should’ve been proud of myself for getting Cade off so well that he didn’t care he was moaning loud enough to take his parents’ house down. And, he was right, I doubted anyone could hear anything over the massive amounts of water pouring out in the bathroom, especially since everyone else had gone to bed well over an hour ago.
I was just paranoid.
I rocked back on my heels, still fully clothed, while Cade stood naked and beautiful in front of me. His biceps were out of this world, and his chest hair? Divine. Dark and perfectly smattered across his chest, down his beautiful abs, then happily trailing down to the large, hard cock he was currently stroking.
I’d have to be certifiably insane to get up and walk out of this bathroom right now, and although I was definitely crazy, I wasn’t
nuts.
His hair was down, long and wild as it brushed his shoulders, and his expression held not only desire, but love. I settled back on the towel under my knees and took him in my hand. For a couple seconds, our hands worked in tandem, then I pushed his away and leaned in closer.
I gave the tip an open-mouth kiss before licking the underside of his cock slowly, my hand still working him over. My other hand reached up and under his cock until I found his balls, playing with them gently, rolling them in my hand as I put him more fully into my mouth. I bobbed my head, careful to try and cover my teeth as I sucked my cheeks in.
My eyes were open and on his face, which always made him go a little wild, the dark look he wore making me wetter with every passing breath. When his breathing got ragged, I moved from his balls, shoved my hand down my panties, and fingered myself briefly. I moaned around his cock, the vibration causing him to buck into my mouth, then removed my wet finger from my panties and bypassed his balls in search of his ass. As I stuck my finger in, I sucked harder, and jacked faster.
“Fuck, Lila,” Cade groaned, low and throatily, then his hand tightened in my hair again and he exploded in my mouth. I sucked and swallowed as he gave his last short thrusts.
Cade pulled back, taking himself gently from my mouth, then dropped to his knees and took over.
His mouth was on mine, ravenous as he laid me back on the towel I’d put on the floor. He quickly rid me of my clothes, his hands and mouth caressing each inch of skin as it was exposed, until I was mad and writhing beneath him.
His tongue was on my neck, hand on my breast, and I could feel him already hardening against my thigh. He sucked on my shoulder as he pinched my nipple between his finger and thumb, kissing his way down my chest and sucked the nipple into his mouth. My hand tangled in his hair and fisted, pulling it just enough to make him moan against my breast, then he moved his mouth lower.
Cade’s tongue skimmed across my belly, tinkling even as he aroused, then he scooted lower, his hands coming to my thighs to spread me open in front of him. I lowered my chin to look at him, reveling in the devilish grin he gave, right before he lowered his head and kissed my pelvic bone lightly.
He blew softly on my pussy, then dipped lower and nuzzled his nose against my clit.
“Cade,” I urged softly, needing his lips and tongue as if I were dehydrated and in need of water.
Finally, his tongue flicked out and he licked me, his nose still nuzzling. His eyes hit mine once more, his mouth covering my clit and kissing me softly, before he began torturing me with his tongue.
Licking, flicking, sucking, biting, Cade worshipped me to the brink of orgasm repeatedly, then pulled away and teased me with his fingers. Fucking me with one, then two, then three, leaving me gasping and trying to control him with my hands.
He chuckled as I held his head and tried to keep him where I wanted him.
Finally, he found mercy and curved his fingers up, rubbing my g-spot as he circled my clit with his tongue.
“Yes, fuck, Cade,” I cried as I came on his lips, my hips bucking instinctively.
Still feeling relaxed and happy the next day, I got up early and decided to make breakfast for everyone. It was a big day for the Wilkes family, with Alani’s graduation and all, so I thought it would be nice to take some of the stress away and make sure everyone started the day with a good breakfast.
I had hash browns frying and was whisking a large bowl of eggs when Elena came stumbling into the kitchen.
“Hey, Mom,” she said sleepily, coming right for me to give me a hug. “Whatchya doin’?”
“Making breakfast, want to help?” I asked, kissing the side of her head.
“Sure.”
“Okay, wash up then I’ll give you a task,” I said, adjusting the temperature of the frying pan so I didn’t cook the eggs too quickly.
I’d moved to make the pancake mix when Elena came back and said she was ready.
“Can you find the bacon, honey? I looked, but didn’t see it right away,” I said as I measured out the water for the pancakes.
“They don’t have any,” Elena said, causing me to turn my head and narrow my eyes at her.
“What do you mean?” I asked, because clearly, everyone had bacon.
“They have spam, not bacon.”
“But … wouldn’t they have spam and bacon?” I asked hopefully.
Elena shook her head, dashing my hopes.
“No, I asked the other day when I was helping Tūtū, and she said they don’t usually eat bacon, at least not for breakfast; they eat spam.”
I shook my head, not knowing how to respond to the madness that was coming out of Lena’s mouth.
“Okay,” I said with a half shrug. “Get the spam.”
I turned on the griddle to preheat for the pancakes, then went back to coat the egg pan with butter and added the eggs. When Elena put the can of spam on the counter, I handed her the spatula to scramble the eggs, then went to work on the pancakes and spam.
By the time Elin shuffled in the room, with Mama and Pops trailing in soon after, the hash browns, pancakes, and eggs were done and I was pan frying the spam.
“What’s all this?” Cade’s mom asked, coming over to drop a kiss on my cheek.
“Breakfast for Alani’s big day,” I replied as I flipped the spam. “She hasn’t come out yet. Neither has Cade. They must be sleeping in a bit.”
“Alani is in the shower,” she said, then smiled and gave me a wink. “Cade’s still asleep though, seems you wore him out.”
She turned to greet Elena and Elin, leaving me gaping at the spam like a stuck fish.
Oh my god, she heard us ... I was going to kill Cade.
Once everything was done, and everyone had plated up their food and sat at the table, I excused myself and slammed into Cade’s room.
“What the?” he grumbled when I woke him up by throwing myself on his back.
“Your mother heard us last night,” I seethed, reaching under the covers to pinch him.
“Ow, shit,” he said, pushing away from me. “Stop it.”
“You said no one would hear anything…”
“She didn’t hear anything,” Cade assured me. “She’s fucking with you.”
“No, why would she do that?” I asked.
“Probably because she knew she’d get this reaction,” he said with a chuckle. “What’d you do, run screaming from the room?”
I didn’t respond, because that’s kind of what I’d done.
“Relax, darlin’, she loves you. She teases you because you’re pretty fun to tease, and she thinks you know it’s coming from a good place. She doesn’t mean anything by it.”
“Are you sure she doesn’t think I’m a loose woman corrupting her son?” I pouted.
Cade threw his head back and laughed.
“Babe, my mother came to terms a long time ago with the fact that I was born corrupted.”
“Hmmm,” I said, then pushed myself off the bed. “I made breakfast.”
“Yeah?” Cade said, throwing back the covers to reveal his still-naked form.
“Christ, you’re hot,” I said without thinking, causing his lips to turn up sexily.
“Yeah?” he said again, his voice deeper this time. “You want breakfast?”
I tore my eyes from his body to see him watching me, a wicked expression on his face. My hand flew to cover my eyes and I said, “Oh, no, you’re not tricking me into fornicating in this house again.”
“Fornicating?” Cade asked with a laugh. “And I’ll take credit for the first time, but last night was all you, darlin’, so don’t try actin’ all innocent.”
Choosing to ignore his facts, I kept my eyes covered and started backing away from the bed, my free hand reaching out to make sure I didn’t bump into anything. I heard him getting out of the bed, then the sound of drawers opening and clothes going on.
I uncovered my eyes to see Cade wearing his board shorts and nothing else, and admitted that the sight
was almost as tempting as seeing him naked.
“Hey,” I began, thinking of breakfast. “How come there’s no bacon in the house? Don’t your parents like pork?”
“We’ve eaten pork since we’ve been here, of course they like it, but spam is the traditional breakfast meat here, not bacon. Don’t worry, you’ll get your fill of pig later today,” he said as he crossed the room, grabbing my hand as he passed to pull me with him out the door.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Alani’s party,” he replied. “We’re having a pig roast.”
Alani was right about her graduation. The ceremony was long, and kinda boring, but no one screamed as loud as we did when she walked across the stage. And, no one looked as proud as Mama and Pops as they watched their youngest graduate high school.
It was really beautiful to watch, and I found myself looking nervously at Elin and Elena, wondering how I was going to make it when it was my babies walking across the stage at graduation.
Now, we were back home, and I was currently looking at the most food I’d ever seen in my life.
There were people everywhere. In the front yard, in the backyard, and overflowing out of the house. If I didn’t know better, I’d think the entire population of the Big Island were currently at Alani’s party.
“Quite a spread, huh?”
I turned to see Chris sauntering over, a cold beer in his hand.
“Yes, wow,” I replied, tip-toeing up to kiss his cheek. I figured after all we’d been through together, we were on cheek kissing terms. “This is amazing.”
“Need me to break it down for you?” he asked with a grin.
“Yes, please,” I replied with a laugh.
We walked toward the table, and Chris began pointing everything out and telling me what it was.
“The pig is called, Kalua Puaʻa. It was prepared in an imu, an underground oven. That’s Mahi Mahi, teriyaki chicken, poi, poke, chicken rice, sweet potato, squid luau, salad, and that’s pineapple, lychee, coconut, mangos, papayas, and watermelon.”
“What’s your favorite?” I asked, unsure of where to start.