of me. He leans down to kiss the swell of my breasts as I reach behind to unclasp my bra. When it is unhooked, he slowly slides it from me.
"Are you sure?"
I nod, inching closer to him. He takes me in his arms, and the sensation of his bare chest on mine is amazing. He lowers me to the bed and eases my skirt down my legs until it joins the pile of clothes on the cabin floor. He then explores my body with his mouth and hands. I learn what it means to be cherished. He asks me over and over if I’m sure, so cautious about crossing a line with me. It gets to the point where I finally beg him to take me. He makes short work of the rest of his clothes after that. He panics momentarily, looking for a condom and then checks the expiration of it once he finds one. He shrugs, admitting it has been a while. In fact, the condom is probably Darrell's. I don’t care. I’m just relieved he's able to find one.
Ryan makes love to me on that boat as it rocks in the Gulf of Mexico and the fresh sea air drifts through the windows. In the end, as we lay in a panting tangle of arms and legs, I feel wonderful, worshipped. He pulls me closer to him and tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear before kissing me. We fall asleep like that. The next morning, when I wake up in his arms, I look up to see him grinning down at me.
He kisses my forehead. "I did not expect that to happen."
I run my nose over his earlobe. "Happy?"
"Thrilled. Except for the fact that you'll be sleeping next door and not in my arms tonight."
"I can sleep over if you'd like."
"I'd like that very much. I think we should head back before Kate starts to worry."
We both slowly dress. Ryan uses the bathroom first before heading up to pull the anchor. I find a tube of toothpaste in the bathroom and use my finger to brush my teeth as best as I can before going to join him. He hasn’t put his dress shirt back on. Watching him steer the boat in his khakis and undershirt is such a turn on. I walk over and wrap my arms around his waist. He reaches around and pulls me in front of him, kissing the back of my head. He steers with one hand, the other pulling me to him. I bring both of my arms to hold his arm tighter to my chest.
When we get closer to the dock, Ryan uses the hook end of the long wooden pole he had used to push us from the dock the night before. He has me hold the pole while he jumps onto the dock and ties the boat to two posts. I help him collect our things and the trash from the boat before he helps me off. Walking back up the hill towards his car, I try to wrap my brain around the fact that I had just made love on a boat with the Adonis standing beside me. He drives most of the way with one hand on my thigh, lazily rubbing his thumb back and forth. He parks in front of Kate's house and walks me to the door. I had meant to give him a sweet peck before I walk in, but he deepens it, pulling me to him.
"Do you want me to come in with you?"
"Don’t be silly. Besides, you probably have Jack wondering where you are."
He kisses me again before turning to walk home. I slip inside and go to find Kate, going first to the lanai. When I walk in, I’m surprised to see Jack eating breakfast with Kate. And here I am, strolling in and wearing my clothes from last night. The look Jack gives me makes me blush further.
"Hi, Kate. Hello, Jack. Um, just wanted to let you know I was home."
"Sit, dear. We want to hear all about your date."
"Is it okay if I take a quick shower first?"
"Feeling dirty?" Jack grins at me.
"Shut it, mate." Ryan walks in behind me and kisses my cheek.
"I thought you were going home."
"Figured Jack came over here."
"Why don’t you hang out with them? I'd really like to change."
"Of course." He kisses me sweetly, and I head to my room.
I take a quick shower, throwing on a polo and some