In the end, I chickened out on the buck naked idea. Although, not completely. Turner who had stripped down, like me, to just his underwear and shoes, hiked along the sandy path to his favorite spot.

“When the guys on my engineering team ask what I did this weekend, something tells me my only response will be a head to toe, dark pink blush.”

“What? That’s no fun. You should tell them. That way they’ll know just what a badass adventurer you are.” Turner stopped behind a large smooth ball of granite. “This is it.”

I stood with my hands on my hips, secretly trying to catch my breath, and trying to look opinionated in my lacy bra and panties, another pair of provocative, sugary confections provided by my hostess at the inn. They were beautiful and fit better than anything I could have chosen myself.

“It’s a rock,” I declared confidently. “A very nice rock but a rock nonetheless.”

Turner reached up and patted the massive boulder. “Yep, she’s a beauty. If you climb up on her, you can see far enough out to watch for passing cruise ships and tankers. But we’re not climbing today.” He held out his hand, and I finished the short climb to stand next to his rock.

“Now, give it a few seconds and you’ll see the other reason I love this rock.” He took hold of my hand and tugged me closer. Our bodies pressed together. Instantly his cock reacted as it strained the fabric of his briefs and pushed against my belly. “While we’re waiting . . .” His mouth covered mine and we kissed, half naked, completely alone in the middle of a lush tropical island. All of it was just a little too unreal to imagine.

I was lost deep in his kiss when I felt my bra fall away. My nipples rubbed against his hard chest as I tightened my arms around his neck. On the other side of the rock, the ocean roared as if moving closer. Seconds later we were sprayed with a cooling mist. I pulled my mouth from his and laughed as I pushed my face up into the salty shower.

Diamonds of water glittered on Turner’s dark hair. He reached up and combed it back. “I know it’s not all that spectacular, but I think it’s pretty cool. When the tide comes in, the waves hit the rocks on shore just hard enough to produce a misty shower.”

“I love it. It’s amazing. This place is amazing.” I reached up and ran my fingers along his jaw. “And I guess I don’t have to tell you what else is amazing.” What I really wanted to tell him was that I’d never fallen so fast for a man. Hell, I’d never really even fallen for a man until now. Until Turner. But I kept the words inside. I knew this was just a weekend tryst for him. I’d be leaving the inn this afternoon, and I doubted I’d get much more than a good-bye kiss. I’d have to steel myself not to let my emotions show when I drove away. Then, I’d allow myself a good cry once I got back home. I had a big work week ahead, and I’d have to get over the heartbreak fast.

“I’m glad you came with me today, Ginger. I wasn’t sure if you’d stick around.”

“I wouldn’t have missed this for the world.”

He pressed me up against the rock. The surface was smooth and slick with water. Turner’s mouth covered my breast as his hands slid along my sides to my panties. Seconds later the panties were on the ground. I found myself standing stark naked in the middle of an island, shielded only by nature and the incredible set of arms around me.

As Turner’s hands explored my body another light spray of refreshing ocean water cooled our skin. Turner pinched a condom out of the waistband of his underwear and then pushed the briefs down to set free his raging erection.

Water dripped off my face as I gazed down at his cock. I trailed my fingers along the long shaft and rubbed my thumb over the fleshy tip. His deep groan pushed an idea in my head, and without another thought, I dropped down to my knees. I held his cock firmly in my grip as I parted my lips and took him into my mouth.

His large hands cupped my head, and his fingers tangled in my hair as he held me against him. I tightened my lips around him and slid my mouth as far as I could go, while stroking the rest of him with my hand. I moved back and forth, pulling my lips along the tight hot skin, making sure to finish each pass with a tongue tease.

His fingers tightened in my hair. It seemed he was close to coming. But before I could finish what I’d started, he growled and released my hair. “I need to have you now, baby.”

I drew my lips along him one last time. He grabbed hold of my arms and lifted me to standing. He was nearly too impatient for the condom. The second he’d rolled it on, he pushed his mouth over mine. His hands cupped my ass and he lifted me, bracing my back against the rock.

His hand slid down and he hooked my leg and brought it up around his waist. I lifted the other and wrapped my legs around him as he thrust into me. As if it had been timed, the cool ocean mist sprayed over the rock and over our heated skin.

Turner moved hard and deep inside of me as he held me in his grip and braced me against the smooth, cold stone. Our bodies were connected, and it seemed for those hot moments, our hearts were too. As Turner brought me closer and closer to climax, I felt as if he was the only man who could ever give me that elusive happy ending. Everything between us worked so perfectly as if our bodies had been made for each other.

“Baby,” he groaned, “I could fuck you all day, every day and still not have enough of you.”

I wrapped my arms and legs tighter and squeezed my thighs against him to let him know I wanted even more of him. His hands gripped my ass as he pushed harder against me, stirring up heat and friction against my clit. As the ocean sprayed its cooling mist over us, my body shuddered and writhed with an orgasm. My moan floated up into the blue sky and was lost in the canopy of trees.

Turner gripped me so tightly, I thought he’d squeeze the air from my lungs as he pushed into me again. He kissed me hard as he came.

Our breathing slowed, and I lowered my legs to the ground. A breeze brushed through the trees and tickled our wet skin. Turner reached up and pushed a hair off my face. The gesture, along with the accompanying smile, melted my heart a little more. Then he pulled me into his arms and held me.

All I could think about was how hard it was going to be to drive away from the inn and from Turner.