We lunge on each other in the foyer and tear each other’s clothes off as we try to make it up the stairs. We only get halfway up before he thrusts his beautiful rock-hard cock deep inside my aching pussy.
“Oh shit,” I cry out as he fucks me hard on the stairs, making me cum almost immediately. My body shakes and convulses as I release all over his hard thrusting dick. It feels sooo good.
I don’t need an island paradise or a secluded cove to enjoy this man. All I need is that hard dick and I’m good.
He cums deep inside me and I realize that it’s been a long time since I’ve had my period. Too long.
With all of the excitement of starting college, the engagement, Blake’s new school year, and getting settled into our new house, I completely forgot.
I guess we’re going to have one more incredible thing to look forward to.
With Blake by my side, I know it’s going to be amazing…
Epilogue
Blake
Twenty-five years later…
I can’t believe we’re returning to this island after all these years. I get choked up when I spot it in the distance like a carapace of a giant turtle floating on the blue ocean.
The wonderful weeks spent on that island was when I fell in love for the first and last time. It’s been so meaningful to my life. I can split my life in two and the split happened on that island; the lonely time in my life before Molly and the incredible time since.
“It’s as beautiful as I remembered,” Molly says as she wraps her arms around my stomach and hugs me.
The warm ocean wind washes over us as we sail toward it. I bought a sailboat and have been learning how to sail for the past five years just for this moment. All so I could step foot on that hunk of rock with my girl once again. So we could return to the place where we fell in love and regain a little of the fire, a little of the magic, a little of our youth which has gone so fast.
It’s been a wonderful twenty-five years together. We started a family as soon as we got home and had four amazing kids. They’re probably at home right now having a raging keg party and fucking up our house, but we’ll deal with that when we return. I can’t complain. I’ve done a lot worse.
I rub my girl’s back as I think back on the time we met. She watched as I killed several men in cold blood and still found room in her heart to love me. She was still able to see the good in me. I’ve never forgotten that. I never will.
A bird cuts across the sky as our sails flap in the wind. We’re so close. I can almost feel the warm water of the lagoon on my skin. Why did we ever leave?
“Sometimes I wonder if we made a mistake leaving,” I say as I gaze out at the mountain.
“So do I,” she says with a wistful voice. “But then I think of our kids and how amazing our life has been. A desert island is no place to raise a family.”
“Yeah, they would have driven us crazy.”
She laughs—a laugh that’s so familiar, but yet still gets my heart pumping every time I hear it. “Can you imagine? As toddlers running around?”
“Or teenagers. Imagine being stuck on an island with Cynthia while she was going through that phase?”
“Oh my god.” Molly laughs and shakes her head. “I think we were better off leaving. It was the perfect time. Early enough to keep the magic, but not long enough to ruin it.”
“The magic could never be gone with you, my love,” I say as I hold her tighter. “Twenty-five years and it’s still here.”
She smiles as she looks up at me with those sun-kissed cheeks and her wavy hair flowing in the breeze. I’ve never been more in love.
“You’re sweet,” she says as she steps on her toes and kisses me.
The island gets closer. We bring down the sails and I throw down the anchor in the bay.
She shivers as she looks at me with big excited eyes.
“Are you ready to get your world rocked on Paradise Cove?”
She grins as she nods. “I’ve been waiting twenty-five years for you to ask me that.”
“Then let’s not waste another second.”
We lower our motorboat onto the water, jump in, and race to the shore, excited to experience our paradise cove once more…