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As they lay there in silence, engulfed in each other's arms and legs, enjoying the afterglow of their passion, neither wanted to let go.
The little pants of Liz’s breath hadn't quite stopped; her body still quivered with the sensations of her pleasure while the remnants of their intense experience continued to linger.
She clung to Red, had gently pushed him onto his side so she could lie flush to his body, and hold him tight. She was content to never move from his strong arms, feeling completely cocooned within his embrace, safe and loved.
He'd wrapped them both within the soft sheet, tying it around his middle, securing her to him to share the warmth of his body.
She pressed herself against him, almost in an attempt to bury herself inside him. She never stopped touching him, kissing him… breathing him in.
He’d never expected her to be this affectionate, this loving. It was sweet and endearing and a little possessive too.
“How could anyone think this is wrong when it feels so good?” She sighed against his throat. “And how did you move on after the shipping container knowing what it’s like?”
“I didn’t.”
She moved away to look at him. Pain flickered across his face again.
“I thought you regretted everything that happened and learning you faked your death to escape me, had been excruciating painful. So, I sealed and locked my feelings for you away, never to be mentioned again.”
She hung her head. She couldn't look at him, couldn't bear to see the hurt, knowing she was the cause.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I shouldn't tell you any of these details. They don’t matter.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Red. We need to talk about this. We haven’t really forgiven if we’re still hurting. This can never stand between us.”
“It won’t. We’ve left it all behind.”
He pulled her back against him and kissed her forehead.
“You came to find me: that’s all that matters.”
“I’d like to think a part of me never stopped loving you either, despite the manipulation and the anger I felt. I kept falling back in love with you, because of things you’ve said and done. You were the only one who really knew me at all, but I could never accept it. I always thought my feelings for you weren’t real until I rid myself of the resentment.”
A tear rolled down Liz's cheek.
“It’s such a relief to love you now, to no longer listen to the voices in my head which kept telling me to push you away.”
“A love against all odds,” he whispered. “No more tears, no more sorrow, no more heartache, Lizzie. Never again.”
He tenderly touched his lips to hers with feather light kisses across her face, chasing away her tears.
“For the longest time I’d wished Agnes was mine.”
“You did?”
She looked at him, astonished and he smiled at the memory.
He nodded. “After your death, when I first laid eyes upon her. She wrapped her tiny fist around my finger and I fell in love. Yes, I desperately wanted her to be my child.”
He worked his mouth in silence, until set in a serious expression.
“The way she clung to me … in that moment … she saved me from all my anguish, the heartache - all my fears.”
“She’s all yours now and maybe we just made another baby.”
“We forgot protection,” he stated with a frown.
“I was as willing as you were. I have no regrets.”
“Still, I should have …”
“I can’t get pregnant, Red,” Liz interrupted him and pointed to a small area on her upper arm.
“Tom made sure I was inserted with a birth control implant while I was in coma. It will last for at least four years.”
“What?!”
“He wanted to make sure you could never impregnate me again while we were still working together.”
“I can’t believe he did this to you.”
“There were many reasons why I snapped and shot him, Red.”
She lie quiet for a long time, then nestled back against him, burying her nose in the soft mat of his chest. He caressed her back, running his palm softly up and down her spine, before she spoke again, hesitantly.
“If I have the implant removed … Would it be so bad if we became pregnant again? Would it be the end of the world?”
He looked at her for a long moment, overcome by the emotions swirling around inside him at her question.
“No, of course not … If that is what you want … You’d make me very happy.”
He needed to kiss her. Moving his hand, he buried it in her hair and angled her head, so he could kiss her deeper, harder, and she responded with equal need.
After what seemed like forever, their mouths separated to catch their breath and Liz eased away. Nose wrinkling, she sniffed at herself.
“As much as I’d love to take this further, I’d kill for a shower.”
Nothing about her scent was even remotely unattractive, on the contrary, but Red didn’t share the sentiment.
“How do you feel about a soak in the outside pool?”
“I don’t want to leave Agnes alone. She’ll wake up soon.”
“I can have one of my staff watch out for her.”
“No, I won’t leave her alone with a stranger either.”
“Baz is no stranger.”
“Baz?! He’s alive?! Oh my god, I thought Mr. Kaplan had killed him.”
“She missed, thankfully, and after he’d recovered he was my escort to the island. When we arrived, I asked him to stay and become chief of security. He agreed gladly.”
“I’m so happy to hear that.”
He smiled in agreement. “Allow me to call him very quickly. Why don’t you go on ahead and I will join you shortly? Just go down the corridor until you reach a door; that will be the entrance to a huge underground cave with the pool.”
She smiled at him seductively.
“Can I go naked?”
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A small waterfall splashed onto a platform of craggy rock above a deep natural stone hot tub. The scent of summer hung in the air from the flowers and plants edging the pool and hiding the spot from general view. The cave itself was airy, the stone walls high and massive and echoed all her movements.
Liz dipped in her toes, testing the ground, and then in rapturous delight, she walked into the pool and slid into the warm water. It was heaven. She swam lazy laps for a few moments, then climbed up and stood under the waterfall.
She twisted and turned in the stream of water, loving the feel of it as it poured through her hair and over her body. She stretched her arms in the air and laughed out loud for sheer joy.
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Red finished the phone call, waited for Baz to arrive, then took soap and towels and followed her.
He heard her laughing and stopped short. He stood spellbound for a moment, his breath caught in his throat in the enchantment of what he saw. It was an incarnation of every man’s fantasies.
A slender nymph under the waterfall, holding her head back to let the stream of water ripple over her mane of blonde hair, her arms raised in sensuous delight.
Watching the erotic display in front of him, he tilted his head and peered at her, unconsciously rolling his tongue inside his mouth, utterly mesmerized by the sight of her.
When she turned her head, she caught him standing at the edge of the pool, staring at her. Her laughter instantly faded from her voice at the way he looked at her, his eyes filled with admiration and undisguised attraction.
She felt her knees weakened into jelly when he dropped the towels and dove gracefully into the water, crossing the pool with clean, powerful strokes.
Liz’s heart pounded in anticipation when she watched him emerge from the water and she forgot to breathe when he pushed up onto the platform, the muscles in his arms bulging and glistening.
Water dripped from his face and chest, and his cock hung hard and heavy between his legs.
He was so handsome, she thought in bewildered wonder as a blush stole its way up her neck and splashed crimson against her cheeks.
His heated gaze slid over her nude body from head to toe, the hungry greedy look in his eye made her wet and filled her with longing and desire. His eyes began to darken as her nipples hardened underneath his intense scrutiny.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Lizzie,” he breathed.
In spite of herself, a thrill of triumph at his words ran through her. How many times in the past had she wished he would look at her like that? She’d always been jealous of his past lovers, his countless affairs. Now she delighted in the hard edges that love and lust had etched clearly on his face - just for her.
She couldn't seem to take her eyes off his cock that stood erect, thick and so large in front of her.
“See what you do to me?” His voice was a soft caress.
He stepped forward and reached for her. She gave a little whimper as he slanted his mouth over hers, his hands frantically skimmed up and down her body, wild for the feel of her.
The hot, searing kiss went on and on, his tongue dueled with hers, the blood pounded in her heart, in her ears, through her body as his touch aroused her as never before.
“Lizzie,” she heard his ragged whisper as he dragged her closer against him, his large hands cupped her bottom, squeezing and kneading, long fingers slid down to the wet heat of her, ringing her entrance.
Growling, he sank down on his knees as water from the waterfall drizzled over his head.
“Spread your legs for me,” he said, his voice a deep sexy command.
Loving the authority and his take-charge attitude, her sex wept and clenched at his words and she obeyed.
His warm breath made her moan as he pressed his face to her aching core. He smelled her need, hot and arousing; the scent drove him mad; he just had to taste her. Burying his head between her legs, his tongue probed inside the warm opening, licking along her wet slit, stopping to tease her clit, flicking his tongue back and forth as it swelled up.
His hands gripped her butt, holding her in place so she couldn’t get away from his ministrations. His intensity, his raw hunger, his absolute focus on her pleasure overwhelmed Liz.
She was moaning loudly, clawing the back of his neck, begging for release when he sucked her clit hard into his mouth, stimulating every bit of her sensitive flesh.
“I’m …” she cried out, unable to keep her eyes open as a powerful orgasm rocked through her.
He didn’t stop. If anything, he was even more ruthless in his actions while she climaxed, tonguing her clit forcefully while her waves of climax coursed through her.
He got up from the ground, lust barreling through him, the vicious need to be inside her nearly driving him insane. He had to have her.
She blinked sluggishly, still shaking, coming out of her haze slowly. She looked at him: his firm lips, chin and nose glistened from her juices.
His hands went to her hips, pulling her against him until the hard shaft of his arousal pressed and rubbed against her abdomen. The feel of it, of that most primitive, masculine part of him, sent a carnal shudder racing through her, spiking her with renewed lust.
She gave a small whimper, clutched him tighter, kissed his bare, warm skin wherever her mouth could reach him. Her diamond-tight nipples slid against his chest as he held her wet body to his own aroused flesh.
With her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms locked around his neck, he pushed her up against the solid rocky wall behind the waterfall, lowered and positioned her for his long length.
“I can’t wait,” he warned. “I want you too much.”
“Please, Red …” Liz said, barely conscious of the words. “Please.”
With a loud bellow that echoed off the walls around them, he pushed himself all the way in. She was slick from her orgasm, ready for him, and she accepted him easily.
A deep guttural groan rose up from his chest at the sensations of him stretching her delicate tissues and embedding his cockhead within her clamping, sultry embrace.
He’d expected to calm once he entered her slick channel; however, he didn’t. No. Claiming her like this only caused his desperation to grow.
He tried to be slow, to savor her, to be gentle. He really did. But fierce overwhelming desire coursed through his body, the urgency of his hunger for her could no longer be contained.
He snarled possessively, the tip of his length struck deep inside her and he withdrew almost completely before he plunged back, striking her again.
He grunted and moaned loud with each thrust, the erotic sounds of his arousal only awakening her own desire more and more. Power surged through him, hot and maddening. He couldn’t control it, couldn’t stop years of suppressed passion.
His cock pushed deep and furious inside her, and he angled his thrusts until he relentlessly hit the right spot. She was mewling and whimpering into his mouth as he kissed her.
The feeling of being so wildly and completely taken for his pleasure heated up her own pleasure, causing her hunger for him to reach an unbearable pitch.
His gaze dragged down the length of her, alive and writhing with arousal. Her hips rocked and bucked, her breasts shook, her teeth scraped at her bottom lip, her fingers sunk deeply into his shoulder, holding on for dear life. She was incredibly gorgeous and she was all his.
A giant shudder went through him, his face contorted in an expression of agonized ecstasy and a roar rattled his throat. Her hair stood on end at the thrilling sound.
She couldn't tear her gaze away from his face as she watched him come, amazed by how beautiful he looked in the throes of pleasure.
His cock twitched madly inside her, pouring his seed inside her responsive heated flesh. She felt it, hot, spurting, bathing the inside of her womb.
His last powerful strokes, the sensations of it along with the erotic sight and sounds of him were her undoing. She convulsed and clutched his shoulders as her muscles trembled and spasmed while her release worked through her. The force of her climax shook her so hard she thought her entire body might tense. Instead, liquid contentment flooded her, making her entire body fall limp with exhausted bliss.
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They lounged in the hot pool, letting the warm water soothe them. She was nestled against his shoulder on one side, but he needed her closer and snugged one knee up between her legs to ground her like a boat on the shore of his chest.
“Are you okay?” he whispered.
She raised her head enough to look at him. A dazed, adorable smile curved her bow lips and she nodded.
“I'm good.”
His concern warmed her heart and she laid her head back on his shoulder.
“Do we have to go back yet?”
“We probably should. But then, Agnes is in good hands with Baz.”
“Just a while longer then.”
Sliding his hand down the small of her back, he anchored her against him. His cock hung with a decided heavy prominence, as if it awaited only her word or touch to rise again.
She purred at the feel of him. Considering she loved him so much already, admired him and enjoyed being with him, she now was rapidly growing addicted to his lovemaking. Coming to find him on this island had turned out to be the best decision she’d ever made.
“You need to pick rooms for Agnes and yourself,” he interrupted her musings.
“And make a list of your needs: any necessities, clothes, furniture. There’s still a lot in storage but there are certain ways to acquire what we need.”
“She’ll want to have the underwater bedroom, I’m sure,” Liz laughed.
“Then it’s hers.”
“I want you to show me everything, Red. The property, the surroundings, I want to meet the staff.”
“Of course. They’re all extraordinary people. Most of them have more than one occupation. Janet, the cook, is also a surgeon. Most of the security crew are firefighters or electrical and mechanical technicians, Charles is a priest. There are nurses, hairdresser, physiotherapists and secretaries among the maids.”
“Do we have a teacher?”
“I’m afraid not, but I’ll look for someone. Until then we’ll just have to teach Agnes ourselves, apply her to distance education courses online.”
“We have internet?”
“Yes, we have an encrypted and untraceable internet connection.”
“Seems everything was thought through very thoroughly.”
“This island may be a prison, but it’s one of luxury.”
“I can’t wait to start a life with you here.”
He looked up into her brilliant blue eyes, sparkling with excitement over the new adventure.
He pulled her down to kiss her in earnest, savoring the sensation and her response. He felt virility returning in leaps and bounds as he twitched under her.
She bit her lip as she circled his hips, grinding herself over his swollen cock. Rational thought was the next to go, washed away as she took him inside her once more.
She closed her eyes and with every push into her she ascended further into heaven, wondering if she would ever get enough of him.
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They had a big barbecue in the afternoon on the deck at the house with burgers, steaks, chicken, salads, corn cob, beer, soda, lots of fruit, not to mention, sweet treats. Liz couldn’t recall the last time she’d eaten so well and Red enjoyed the manner in which she enjoyed herself to the bounty.
Red introduced her to the staff, all of whom made every effort to make she and Agnes feel welcome and at home. She laughed and smiled a lot, her heart experiencing a degree of happiness she’d not felt in a long time. Liz was incredibly comfortable here among this amazing group of people whom she had never met.
They positively could not bear to be apart; their hands searched and clung to each other whenever it was decently possible, their glances met and locked, their eyes caressing each other, their identical expressions seeming to speak to one another, saying all the things lovers say when they think themselves to be unobserved.
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Hours later, they walked hand-in-hand along the beach. The sun was setting, making a half circle of bright orange against the water. The sky had turned into breathtaking shades, ranging from pinks to golden yellows to deep reds. The water was shimmering with the glow of the sun as the waves crashed against the sand at the water’s edge.
“You’re more breathtaking than this magnificent sunset,” he told her as they shared deep, passionate kisses that made them long for more intimacy all over again.
Agnes was running ahead, but became increasingly irritated when she didn’t get the attention she wanted.
When she squeezed herself between the hugging adults, Red playfully tackled her and gently trapped her in his embrace.
“Octopus Leo wrapped all eight legs around manta-ray Kristin as she snuggled up against him in his cave. He would never let her go again and they lived happily ever after.”
Agnes squealed when he tickled her tummy unmercifully, his arms still clasping her tightly. They ended up laughing and frolicking around until they were out of breath, all three of them.
Agnes took her mother's hand, then reached for Red’s with her other as they continued walking along the beach.
Liz looked down at Agnes, then looked at him and when their eyes met, a smile, wide and bright, spread across her face.
God, that smile was everything. She was everything.
He swallowed hard when he caught the significance of the moment.
This wasn’t a park and he wasn’t her husband - yet, but this was pretty damn close.
Displaying all the love he carried for her in his heart, he smiled back at her.
Her fantasy had come true.
The End