Romance The Long Ride

"There he is," Itzel's voice came from behind him, "come husband, and dance with the women in your life," Itzel said, holding out her hand to him as Shari nodded along. "Now everyone the bubblegum dance!" she exclaimed once they got to the center of the dancefloor. She didn't care that some may view her and Callum as foolish as they danced along with Shari. What mattered was that Shari was having a good time unhindered by what people thought. No one in this world was ever going to make her feel ashamed of who she was or how she expressed herself. There, in their own little group, Itzel had found the place she's always longed for, a place where she, and those she loves, could find peace and strength as long as they were together.

The airport terminal bustled as Callum and Itzel stood facing his mother, father, Shari, Vanessa and Henry with Elena and Asher standing off to the side to give them time to say goodbye. Having changed into their street clothes once the reception was over, their bags sat beside their feet as Gisselle's thumbs brushed along Shari's neck as she held her granddaughter close to her.

"Now Shari you behave for your mom, okay?" Callum said in a fatherly voice, as he knelt before her.

"But... I don't want you to go," Shari said, in a trembling voice.

"I know baby, but its only for a week, and we'll be back before you even know it," Callum said, in a caring voice.

"Why can't I go?!" Shari broke free of Gisselle's light hold on her shoulders and buried her face into her father's chest. "I'm going to miss you so much!" she said, between sobs.

"Oh honey," Callum muttered as his hand caressed the back of Shari's head. "You remember when Papa and Nana went to Texas and you wanted to go?" he asked, feeling her nodded against him. "And I told you it was a special trip just for the two of them?" Again, he felt a nod. "Well honey, this is just like then, this is a special trip just for Itzel and me."

"Worry not Shari, I promise you, you'll see Cannes soon," Asher said, with Elena nodding along. Her hand held tightly to her husband's arm, seeing the insecurity in her small body, something she didn't see during the time they've been around one another.

"You promise Papa?" Shari asked, looking over at Asher with tear filled eyes.

"Of course, Shari. I wouldn't lie to you," Asher nodded sternly trying to ease her discomfort. Wondering if this would be the first time Shari would be so far from her father.

Callum glanced to the left as Itzel knelt down beside him. Watching how she pulled her bag around beckoning Shari to her.

"Shari I know your scared. I would be too if your dad was leaving for good, but he isn't. I promise to keep a very close watch on him, okay?" Her hand softly caressed Shari's left cheek as her thumb brushed away the stray tear.

"K-k-keep my daddy safe," Shari whimpered as she hugged Itzel tightly.

"I will Shari, there is nothing in this world that will take him from us," Itzel said, matching the tightness of Shari's hug. "Now I was going to wait to give this to you when we got back, but... I think you're big enough to keep this protected," she said, slowly unzipping her bag and the diamonds of her tiara glinted in the light as it sat on top of her folded clothes. "Do you think you can?" Itzel asked, as she looked into Shari's wide eyes. "Can you be big and strong to keep this safe like the little girl had to be in Dark Enchanted?" Itzel bit the inside of her cheek as Shari nodded very vehemently. "Now hold still," Itzel commanded, watching Shari's eyes as she lifted the tiara from her bag and as it moved upwards.

She didn't care if Shari damaged it or a diamond fell out or got lost. A hundred grand was nothing compared to the smile that touched Shari's eyes as she placed the tiara on Shari's head. No amount of money could ever compare to the smile she saw on Shari's lips as the tiara rested on the crown of her head. "Now you're my princess," Itzel stated lightly bopping Shari's nose. Looking over, nodding in understanding seeing the co-pilot for her mother's company jet that was able to fly international without refueling appeared at the far end of the lobby knowing it was time for them to take off. "Now you be good and listen to your mother. I promise I'll have your dad calling you every day."

"Yes Mommy," Shari said, taking on the poise of a princess. Leaning forward, placing a kiss on Itzel's forehead, "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too, Shari," Itzel said, mirroring Shari's kiss. "I promise the first day we're back girls day, mmmkay?!"

"Kay!"

"I promise, she'll be safe in our care Cal," Vanessa stated truthfully once he and Itzel said their goodbyes. Her hands rested on Shari's shoulders as Henry's arm was wrapped around her own. "You two just enjoy yourself and come back safely."

"Make sure she's in bed before nine, and you have to check her homework," Callum said, he was just as nervous leaving Shari as Shari was at seeing him go.

"Cal, we've been over this ten times. If I have any problems I promise I'll call," Vanessa said, with a warm smile. Knowing that she may have destroyed their intimate relationship, that didn't mean they couldn't be friends. For Shari's shake she was determined to be just that. "Now you get, you can't keep that beautiful wife of yours waiting."

"I'll send daily reports," Henry said, with a wink.

"Bye Daddy! Come back soon!" Shari called out seeing her father's waving hand disappearing as his form grew distant.

"Honey, I know you're worried and nervous," sliding into Callum's lap as they waited at the end of the runway, "I promised Shari that I would bring you back to her, and I plan on doing just that," Itzel said, before softly kissing him. The glinting of her diamond ring would have dazzled anyone if anyone had been in the cabin with them as her hand lavished on the side of Callum's face as he hugged her tightly as he sank into that sensuous kiss. Her chest rose and fell as she pulled away. Loving how he could make her weak kneed and breathless. She hoped and prayed that would remain true throughout the rest of their lives. Her hands lightly patting his chest as she slid into the seat beside him once the pilot announced over the speakers that they needed to buckle up. Waving to Callum's parents, her own, Shari, Vanessa and Henry as she saw her mother leading them towards their smaller jet to fly them home, even though she knew they couldn't see her it still made her feel better.

"Itzel, was it wise to give Shari that?" Callum asked, as the jet engines powered up.

"Honey, if it would put a smile on Shari's face I'd spend every cent I have to do so. So no, I don't mind if she loses it. We can afford it," Itzel said, leaning over telling him just how much she was worth into his ear.

"Holy shit!" Callum cursed as the wheels left terra forma.

Twelve hours later, Cannes, France...

The subtropical Mediterranean climate greeted Itzel and Callum as they stepped off the plane. The light breeze coming off the Mediterranean gently lifted Itzel's hair as she gazed bashfully at Callum as his eyes were awestruck as the morning sun played along her skin. It wasn't the fact that she had told him how rich they were, Callum always looked at her like that.

"Madame MacRoe, Monsieur MacRoe," the president of her mother's European branch office spoke drawing Itzel and Callum out of their lovestruck gaze. Knowing that doing this would put him in her mother's good graces and in line to run the company when Elena retires. "Your mother has informed me of your arrival. I have taken the liberty in getting the villa sorted and stocked for your stay in our wonderful land. Now if you two need anything during your stay, please don't hesitate to call my assistant and I will make sure it's delivered to you promptly," he said with a thick French accent, as he gestured to the thin man behind him. "I have a car waiting for you if you wish to follow me?" His eyes glanced over once the ground crew had unloaded the cargo hold of the plane. Snapping his fingers telling his assistant to hop to.

"Thank you, Beau," Itzel said, placing her hand underneath Callum's left arm stopping him. Knowing how Callum wasn't used to people fawning over him, yet she knew given where they were he would have to get used to it. After all they were in the French Riviera where the rich and famous came to relax. "I'll let mother know just how helpful you've been," Itzel said, noting the glint in his eyes. She and her mother knew how conniving the man was. Hence why he was kept under a watchful eye.

"You are too kind," Beau said, with a slight bow. "Please, this way," he said, leading them towards the customs entrance of the airport while his assistant lugged their bags behind them.

"Itzel..."

"Shh, I tell you later, okay. Just make sure your passport is ready," Itzel whispered low into his ear. Placing a kiss on his cheek when Callum nodded in understanding.

Pulling out his phone, taking a picture of the stamp along with the few pictures he took of the scenery that surrounded the airport, sending it to his parents and Vanessa so she could show Shari that he made it safely there. Ignoring how the man was talking to his wife thinking he couldn't speak or understand French. Itzel told him to play coy until they got to the villa. Then she would let him loose.

"It's so pretty! I better be going on the next trip?!" Callum chuckled at the text Shari had sent back. Showing Itzel the semi-guilt trip she had sent for not taking her along. He saw how she bit her lip trying not to laugh as well.

"I'm glad you made it there safely son, your mother and I were getting a tad worried when you hadn't sent anything," Antonio replied.

"I'll let you know when we get to the villa," Callum texted his father before pocketing his phone.

Itzel had a smug look on her face as Beau's face turned ashen as Callum laid into him. Even his assistant seemed pleased as Callum berated the man in fluent French. With the threat of palm leaves tickling his throat after being shoved up his ass Beau hastily jumped into the back of the limo and shut the door. Watching his assistant hand over the keys to the rental that was parked along the street to Itzel. Callum arched an eyebrow as she gave him that look he knew so well.

"Itzel... do you know how to drive in France?" Callum asked, once they entered the villa.

"Of course I do, I did spend a few months here and around Europe when I was a model," Itzel said, from over her right shoulder as she sashayed towards the master bedroom. "I do have an international driving permit Cal," she said, noting how his eyes darted down and then up. Giving her ass a little more swagger to it, to give her man something more to drool over.

"A what?!" Callum said, confused.

"It's something that allows me to drive in Europe. So, you just let me drive since I know the roads around here, okay?" Itzel said, placing her bag on the bed. "Now how about we take a bath and get a nap after that flight. Maybe if my husband is lucky he'll come christen the tub with me," she purred wiggling her eyebrows. Seeing into the bathroom from where she stood beside the bed. Noting that the tub looked big enough to hold two people.

"Have I ever said no to that?" Callum asked, with a coy smirk as he stripped off his shirt.

Itzel laid on her side as she watched Callum sleeping. Her mind flashed back to the bath. Biting her lip as she still felt his hands on her wet, soap bubble covered ass as she rode that hard phallus in that foamy water. Loving how his moans filled the room as her french pear tightened around that hard thrusting cutlass of his. Her hair was held high so she wouldn't have to worry about going to bed with it wet. The water lapping at the sides of the tub as she rode that lance of love hard. Ever since she found out she was pregnant, and before then, her libido had skyrocketed. Not that she was complaining mind you, she did have a wonderful man to make her feel so sublime.

Whimpering in lust as Callum fondled her orbs. She did always love how he tweaked her nipples as she plunged down on that hard root of his. Her fingers combing through his hair as his lips latched on to those pink buds. Her body trembling as his tongue rolled her nipples, while the thumb of his free hand was gently rubbing her clit beneath the water. Feeling her cheeks heat, recounting how her voice echoed in the air as she cried out 'Callum!' as she came. Smirking devilishly at him as she peered back at him, her left hand held her left ass cheek open so Callum could see how red, how aroused, and how molten he had made her little banana basket as she knelt on her knees. Lubricious moaning as he thrust that hard, dripping silent flute back into her eager, welcoming moule.

Her smooth thighs rubbed together as her screams and begs filled her mind as her fingers lightly traced along his lips. Loving how those cum filled testicles of his felt slapping against her clit as he sent that beard-splitter deep into the core of her heat. Where she knew that cock of his would forever be welcomed. Feeling her mound moistening as she reminisced on how good that thick branch of his felt as it surged through her folds. Her eyelids fluttered as that rod of his rubbed ever so vigorously on her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body, her nectar flowed effortlessly out of her paradise and dripped down to the water's surface. Remembering her plea to Callum to flood her canal with that hot, sticky goo. Her body shuddering as her core sent down a torrent of cream mixing with his hot spunk. Painting her lips in her dew before lightly kissing Callum's lips hoping that he could taste her in his dreams before she too found her way to the land of Hypno.

"You ready baby?" Itzel asked, once she had dressed in her best black dress that she had stored in the villa.

"Yeah, but do you really want to go to a dance club?" Callum asked, stepping out of the bathroom dressed in a fine silk shirt, and high dollar black pants that she had bought for him after they had awoken from their nap.

Her breasts bounced as she her hips swayed as she neared the man she loved. Her fingertips ran up Callum's chest, her eyes drinking in how handsome he looked in his new attire. "Oh yes, I most definitely want to dance with the man that holds sway over my heart," Itzel purred. Feeling her skin heat as Callum's hands rested on her hips.

"I must ask again, have I ever said no to feeling this body against mine?" Callum asked, with a coy smile.

"And I will forever press it against you, as long as you promise to love me forever," Itzel cooed, as her lips plucked at his lips.

"Forever and ever," Callum stated as he pressed his forehead against hers.

"Then you'll have no problem with me rubbing my ass against this," Itzel said lustfully, as she rubbed his groin. Her eyes glinted a devilish light as her hunger burned in the depths of her pupils.

The alarm of the car chirped as her thump pressed the unlock button as Itzel walked beside Callum with her arm looped around his. Loving how the material of the dress felt as it brushed along her ass given how she was going commando just for him. Hence the lack of a bra, her husband should always be able to feel the curvature of her body without the hinderance of extra clothing. Smirking at him as her hand ran along his ass before she shook her ass as she walked around the back of the car knowing exactly where Callum's eyes were.

The lights of the street lamps rushed along their bodies as Itzel drove through the French town. Her fingers interweaved with his as they sped down the streets. The engine hummed as the wind sent tendrils of her hair feathering out, her blue eyes glancing over at Callum as they sat at red lights. Recounting everything that led her to that point in time. The pad of her thumb lightly traced along the back of his hand. The way his lips first felt, the way he gazed at her when they were first intimate. The first time she woke up with Shari in her arms. The way her body was snuggling against hers, the smile she had as her own arms wrapped Shari sweetly in a tender hug.

The thumping of the bass filled the air a few hours after Itzel and Callum had arrived at the Fluxo Fly. Where she was slowly bringing Callum into the life she wanted to give him and Shari along with their unborn child. It wasn't that her friends would or wouldn't accept him, she didn't care about any of that. It was to show him that she would always take care of their family. Not that she belittled his line of work, Itzel knew that Callum took his work very seriously. It was one of the things she loved about him. No. This was to show him that while he didn't have to put in the backbreaking hours any longer, she would still support their growing family. Peering over Callum's shoulder as they walked towards their rental car. Her steel blue eyes falling on the life she once lived. A life that now seemed so hollow.

Her body heated remembering how it felt as she danced against his as Zella Day's 'East of Eden' began to play. The feel of his hands lightly dancing along her body while her ass rubbed sensuously along his manhood. Recounting the looks her old friends were giving her as she never once left his side on the dance floor, nor did she recognize their attempts to draw her away from Callum. She knew the ring on her finger wouldn't stop them. Itzel knew well enough that a thing like marriage wouldn't stop most of them trying slip a hand beneath her dress. Something that she wasn't ever going to allow to happen. She would make them watch as Callum's hand disappeared between her legs just to show them that she would not stray from her husband also to tell those men they would never have her in any way.

Resting her head on his shoulder as the lights of the parking lot played along the polished shine of the car as they neared. Her right hand rested on Callum's stomach; her thumb ran along the bands of her rings on her left hand knowing this was exactly where she wanted to be.

"Cal?" Itzel's voice rang out from within the bathroom. The soft brushing of her hair filled her ears as she looked towards the bed. Knowing that Callum was patiently waiting for her, so they could enjoy their first night as man and wife.

"Yeah?"

"Are you ready?" Itzel asked, her fingers tapped on the doorframe as the palms of her hands rested on it. Her sultry eyes ran along his body as he laid upon that plush bed. Feeling her nipples hardening, her nostrils flaring at the feast that would always await her. Her nails danced lightly along her skin as the pads of her fingers ran along the edge of her robe.

"For you, always," Callum replied with a coy smile.

A curvaceous smile appeared on her lips as her fingertips left the white painted wood. Rolling her finger along the dimmer switch lowering the lighting of the room to set the mood. The pads of her fingers skimmed along the surface of the dresser, plucking the remote for the radio off of it. Her tongue flicked against her teeth as she hit the power button. Mouthing along as Daisy Gray's cover of 'Wicked Game' began to play. Her touch was light yet inviting as her hands ran up Callum's legs. Her breasts swung freely as her robe moved along her body. Her blue eyes stared into his as her fingers curled around the ends of his underwear.

Rolling her body, her hand ran down her stomach once she had tossed Callum's underwear over her shoulder. A lubricious light filled her eyes as she slowly undid the belt of her robe, her fingers took hold of the lapels and showed him the body of the woman he would spend the rest of his years with. The hard peaks of her breasts brushed along his chest as she came to rest her naked body on his. Feeling the warmth of his hands as they explored every inch of her skin. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her lips searing her love for him upon his own. Teasing the man that would walk beside her throughout it all.
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The End.

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Epilogue​

One year later...

"Shari?!" Itzel called out as she worked to get the meal ready before their guests arrived. Looking over her left shoulder as her step-daughter came bounding into the kitchen. "Would you mind setting the table?" she asked, as she stirred the pot. Listening to the light music emanating from the other room as little Eloise swung in her baby swing while Callum straightened up the room for their guests.

"Okay, Mom?" Shari hummed as she picked up the plates that sat on the counter.

"What is it honey?"

"Who's coming over?" Shari asked, her voice fading away as she left the room.

"Your mother and step-father," Itzel said, matter-of-factly.

"Why?" Shari inquired, with a perplexed look as she opened the silverware drawer.

"Your father and I would like to ask them something, plus I know your mother would like to see you," Itzel said, smiling down at the now nine-year-old Shari. Having seen the vast growth in Shari, not just physical, but in her personality as well.

"What about?" Tilting her head, she knew her dad had done a lot to be able to speak with her mother without seeing the look in his eyes whenever Vanessa was around. Shari knew they weren't as close as her mother would like, given the things she's heard her say whenever she spent the night with Vanessa. Yet her mother wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth either.

"Not telling," Itzel said, in this cute, small voice which always got a smile from Shari.

"What are the two of you plotting, hmm?" Callum asked with a smirk as he appeared in the doorway.

"Oh, you know this and that," Itzel said, offhandedly. Brushing her hair behind her ear, turning back to the pot feeling her cheeks becoming flushed as those dark honey brown eyes gazed at her. Sighing happily into her mind so very pleased that he could still do that to her.

"Ew!" Shari cooed as she watched her father kissing along the back of Itzel's neck.

"Come here you!" Callum chuckled chasing his daughter out of the room.

A warm motherly smile graced her lips as she listened to Shari's squeals of laughter as her father tickled her. Recounting the good and the bad days since the two of them came home from their honeymoon. She knew it wasn't going to be easy, some days it was, most were not. She couldn't believe how much work it was raising a baby with two parents; she had no clue how Callum did it on his own.

"Okay you two, no more roughhousing," Itzel berated in a joking tsk-tsk voice as she set the dish of green beans onto their dinner table. Glancing over as Callum huffed as Shari jumped onto his back. The warmth of the scene filled her heart as the two of them nodded as they looked over at her. "Cal go answer the door, Shari come help me with the last of the dishes," she said, straightening out her apron.

"Aye, aye, ma chérie," Callum uttered watching how Itzel blushed as he walked by her.

"Je vous aime."

"Love you too." Callum's voice trailed after him as he went to answer the door.

"Come," Itzel whispered with a warm smile as she held out her hand.

"Cal, what's this about? I'm sure you didn't invite us over here for a free meal," Vanessa said once their meal was over, noting how he was cradling Eloise in his arms. Wondering if that was how he held their daughter when Shari was that age. She has been at their house as much as she could just to be around their new baby. Thinking that while she may never have another one that at least she could help out. After a while she didn't see Callum's ever watchful eye on her. She did hope they were rebuilding their fractured relationship.

"Well..." Looking over at Callum as they sat across from Vanessa and Henry, "we were thinking," her hand rested on Callum's upper thigh, "how would the two of you like to become Eloise's godparents?" Itzel asked, with a warm smile. Watching how Vanessa's hands flew to her mouth and Henry stared at her in shock.

"Y-y-you're not pulling my leg are you, Cal?" Vanessa quired, with a trembling voice.

"No, we're not. Itzel talked me into it," Callum said, nodding his head to his wife.

"Y..." Vanessa and Henry looked to one another, who were silently speaking with their eyes before they both nodded, "we accept," they both said, trying to hide their excitement from their voice.

Itzel squeezed Callum's leg as Vanessa got up from her seat. Tentatively walking towards them on shaky legs, then lowering herself before them. Her hands resting on each of their knees as peered at both of them.

"I promise you two, we won't let you down," Vanessa said, with determination not to repeat the mistakes of the past. "Now Cal, can I please hold my goddaughter?" Biting her lower lip as Callum leaned forward. Watching how Eloise reacted as she stared up at his face as Callum made this light sound that cause Eloise to giggle. "Hey," Vanessa cooed softly, "remember me?" Her index finger brushed along Eloise's right cheek as she held her in her arms. "I'm your godmother," she said happily, while praying that nothing happens to Callum or Itzel, she knew if it came to it she would be the best mother she could be to Eloise if the worst ever came to pass.

"This was a good thing you did for them," Itzel whispered into Callum's ear as Vanessa and Henry, with Shari protectively watching over her little sister, cooed to the babe in their arms. "It's true," snuggling up to him, wrapping her arms around his, "I wouldn't have married you if you weren't a good man, Cal," she sighed dreamily as she rested her cheek on his shoulder.
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