I could still feel the heat from my toes to the roots of my hair. Something so personal (not that singing or liking country music really a secret) sharing my very secret that not even my parents had known to her felt like it brought me closer to her. It's not like it's an unpleasant, but then it's embarrassing all the same (on my part).

I had acquired a very bad reputation, a cold and promiscuous Demakis and never bothered correcting their conclusions, yet no one knew that within the cold and forbidding exterior was really a very romantic which I only discovered recently, and has an odd taste of music.

And Your Man by Jost Turner had been a favourite of mine.

So I was embarrassed when I saw her lips twisted in a repressed amuse smile at the beginning of the song.

The surprise look on her beautiful face had almost wiped out all the confidence in my body.

But then awe crossed her face as she watched me intensely. And everything became a blur to me, all I could see is her as the song lyrics rolled out of my lips like melted chocolate, with my heart skittering.

I turned my head and kissed the top of her head that was resting on my shoulder while we watched the glittering sky.

With Clara Bell snuggled next to me while we are lying on the leathered lounging pad, we gazed at the sky that now peppered with stars, shining brightly in contrast of the black cloudless sky.

It's way past midnight, and the black sky coruscated with stars. Glittering like little diamonds hanging, hovering over us, clinging to the black tapestry above.

They seemed to party for the success of the night. And that's how I felt right now.

I pulled the red flannel blanket up to her shoulder as the wind starting to feel colder.

"It's beautiful," she murmured and I couldn't agree more.

"It is," I replied glancing down at her on my side, heart filled with so much love, I felt like it would burst any minute.

"It is interesting how stars, just like humans born then die," she muttered, so soft perhaps just for herself, but the quietness and peaceful of the night, save for the constant splashing of the water against the hull of the yacht, it reached my hearing path clear.

"Yes. Astronomy is very interesting," I replied softly.

I felt her moved and then she was facing me. "Why is the stars seemed to have stayed in the same spot?" she asked.

I shifted and faced her. "Stars do move through space, but they are so far away that we never notice it," I explained and she nodded her head.

"It's like when you're driving, everything closer to you fly past, and farther in the distance, they move slowly."

"Makes sense," she moaned and turned back her attention to the stars above us.

I stared at her serene face as she watched animatedly up the sky. Her face thoughtful.

"Does the larger ones live longer than the small ones?" she asked still staring up thoughtfully.

"No," I replied briefly, and she turned her head to face me.

"Just think of a candle that's burns brighter, it doesn't last long, whereas to one the slowly burning and not so bright," I explained. "The larger the star, the bigger the core and the higher temperature. The core—"

"Is like the fire, it is hotter cause of fusion..." she interjected, trailing off as she punctuated thoughtfully.

The hesitation on her face is so transparent.

My knuckles traced her high prominent cheekbone, then down to her well-defined jawline to her small symmetrical chin.

I chuckled.

"Sweetheart, the luminous the star, the faster they burn through their fuel."

She yawned then she snuggled even closer, arm curled around my belly.

"Should we go in?" I asked, pulling her tighter to me.

"Yes," she yawned and I found myself mouth following her.

I tried to choke back the yawn but my lips broke wide involuntarily, in and out of breath passing my opened mouth and exhaustion starting to reign over my system.

"Let's go," I said and she pulled herself to sit, then I got up, and off the lounging pad. Reaching a hand, and she held onto it as she got off the pad.

I led her down to the master cabin, feeling like I am floating in the clouds. Happiness glowed on her face reflecting mine.

The next morning, after we had breakfast on the master cabin's balcony, we sat on the lounging chairs while we converse on inane topics while drinking coffee, waiting for the sun to peak from the water.

Soon the sun peaked seemingly from under the water, in a tiny ball of fire, colours bursting behind it, reflecting over the water it took our breath away.

"Look, it's finally coming out!" Clara excitedly cheered almost bouncing on her seat like a happy kid. She caught me smiling amusedly at her excitement and she grinned sheepishly. She straightened on her seat, one hand clutching the handle of her mug, while the other, pulling the flannel blanket that had slid off when she leaned forward up to her belly.

Tearing my eyes of her radiant face, glowing with happiness and stared at the sun, slowly and breathtakingly reigning the horizon.

The quiet lapping of the water against the hull, the distant chirping of birds, the soft whispers of the morning breeze, and with Clara next to me, there's nowhere I would wanna be.

It's perfectly serene, full of happiness and offers a promising future.

"It's beautiful," I murmured as I unconsciously brought the mug close to my lips and made a sip on my already cold coffee.

I grimaced, putting the mug down on the small table next to me on the other side.

I leaned back and place my hands on the back of my head, cradling it as I watched the disk of light casting away the cloak of dark, slowly crawling up, beginning it's journey up in the sky.

"What would you like to do today?" I asked, tearing my eyes off the rising sun and watched her. She was now leaning on the lounging chair, clutching the mug with both hands while seated on her belly. Her eyes were half-closed.

She slowly peel them wide open, turning her head languidly and smiled.

"What would you suggest?" she asked, smiling brightly.

"There are lot of things we could do," I grinned. "But it you ask me, there's only one thing in my mind..." I drawled suggestively, covertly watching her face, a shade of pink dusting her cheeks.

"Oh, I know, Mr. Demakis." She rolled her eyes which caused me to burst into a fit of laughters.

"But won't you compliment me for letting you sleep last night?" I chuckled, loving the red hue suffusing her peach coloured cheeks.

It was hard not doing anything to her, but I know she was exhausted, so I had to fight my carnal urges and let her rest.

She laughed, her cheeks reddening. "I hardly sleep, my love. Your hands are all over me. Who could sleep when one of my breast felt like a fire just lit up on it," she widened her eyes in emphasis.

Well, that I didn't know. But true, but I'm not guilty. I didn't know how my palm was cupping one of her breast while sleeping when I woke up this morning.

"I might have been dreaming," I reasoned out, failing miserably softening my eyes like a pup trying to gain its master's sympathy.

And she burst into laughters.

"You could look as adorable as you would like, but it's not an accident. And you know it!" she good-naturedly chided and I laughed.

My lips broke into a broad grin.

"Does it bother you, sweetheart?" I asked after a pregnant pause.

"No," she grinned cheekily and that vixen who bewitched me was back.

I groaned.

My cock instantly reacted.

Clara Bell's sweet and contagious boisterous laughters interrupted the quietness of the surroundings.

I soon found myself laughing with her.

When the sun is up, we decided to visit the neighbouring islands, touring the ruins, and then ended up swimming and jet skiing. The coming days was spent, parasailing, tubing and lots of swimming and once in a while ravishing each other. The night, we cuddled on the deck, watching the sun sets and the in the morning, we watched the sun rising, crowning the horizon.

On our last days, we stayed at the master cabin, sun soaking under the sun after swimming, then we had a picnic twice. It was the best days of my life.

......

My eyes rested on the screen of my phone lying on the bed. Clothes haphazardly strewn on the big bed waiting to be stuffed in my LV luggage laid on the floor wide open.

It's midday and in five hours, we will depart, back to New York.

The thought of going back to the bustling city was unappealing. If I were to choose, I would like to stay, to live here, away from all the stressful, suffocating city, though I'm excited to see my family again.

I dropped my exhausted body on the bed. The past days had been the best days of my life. It was well spent with Alex. My olive skin was the indication of those days that had been spent under the sun if not under the water.

We did lots of water activities and of course, ravishing each other.

The latter thoughts made me smile, my body reacting to it instantly. Warming up from my toes to my scalp.

Alex had been great if not the best lover and it always surprise me.

I lifted my hand up above, palm facing the ceiling while I stared at the beautiful fancy deep blue stone. My lips broke into a broad smile, my heart bloomed with overwhelming happiness.

I pulled the ring and perused at its beauty. My eyes caught the engraved message on the inner band. I brought the ring closely to my eyes and read the message.

'It started with a kiss and it sealed my future.'

A soft chuckle passed my lips that gradually turned into a loud fit of laughters after reading it.

I wouldn't want any other message. It's perfect!

Alex walked in on me laughing my heart out.

"What so funny?" he asked as he glided further into the room, heading towards the bed where I was lying over the top of clothings.

Alex's eyes were filled with amusement as he hovered over me, his hands on his narrow hips while amuse-filled eyes swept the bed briefly.

"Not done packing yet?" he grinned.

I shrugged my shoulders as and pulled myself up, looking up at him. He was wearing a khaki Hawaiian printed short with white buttoned down shirts. Three buttons undone showing his tan chest with dark fine hairs dusting over it.

Thick hair that seemed hasn't been touch by a hairbrush completed a rogue look, and it made my stomach tightened.

Oh, he's perfection.

"So what's amusing you here?" he repeated, now watching me intently. His eyes turning darker.

I was still on my turquoise two piece swim suit and they already dried up on me, and the white sheer cover up I donned on was failing miserably to hide what's underneath it.

My cheeks starting to heat up so I thrusted the ring up to his eyes and he frowned, taking the ring.

The temperature in the room suddenly increased. I inwardly chided myself for behaving so wantonly.

Then he broke into laughters.

"I'm happy you find it hilarious," he mused, eyes shining with mirth as he leaned down and took my hand and put the ring on my fourth digit, then he brought it to his lips and kiss my knuckles.

My whole body warmed up instantly. I was glad I'm seated, otherwise, I would be on my knees after that sweet gesture.

Well... not a bad place to fall. Right where I really want it right now.

His cock.

My cheeks heated up furiously as I dropped my hand on my lap, dropping my gaze down to avoid his eyes, wiping away the invisible lint on the oversized sheer cover up mindlessly.

Alex gently pulled me up, his hands curled around my waist and I gasped at the unexpected movement. My eyes snapped to his and he looked like a hungry lover, ready to devour me whole.

"Are you sore?" he asked and my face, rather my whole body heated up furiously at the blunt question.

Which brought to the thought of last night. Alex insatiable appetite never ceases. He took me over and over until the crack of dawn, but I'm as eager as he is every time.

My hands involuntarily curled around his neck, fingers tangled on his tousled thick hair.

"Surprisingly, no..." I drawled, my gaze shifting between his eyes and his delicious lips.

That mouth that had brought me to the realm of ecstasy too many times.

"We can stay more days if you want?" Alex said as his one hand stroking my back side.

My lower belly tightened and anticipation stoke, coiling through my body. Simmering carnal desires shot through me.

"How long have we been here?" I asked. I don't even know what day is today.

Alex laughed. His knuckles tracing my jawline, while his dark, hungry gaze held mine.

"It's Friday, sweetheart."

"Oh... It feels like we just arrived yesterday," I moaned softly and Alex chuckled.

"I'm happy that you enjoyed your stay here with me," he murmured and then dipped his head down and claimed my lips without waiting for my reply.

I clung onto him for dear life, savouring the sweetness of his lips, letting him lead the kisses. While his hands glided down and cupped my buttocks. He squeezed it and delicious warm sensations wracked my body, I moaned softly against his lips as I melted into his arms.

Alex quickly laid me gently on the bed, his hands busy tossing away whatever garments his hands caught on lying on the bed.

"Those are my favourite clothes," I murmured against his lips and he groaned.

"We can go shopping once we are back to the city," he replied, then whatever response I have muffled in our mouth as he claimed my lips again.

Alex's kissed my lips, my eyes, my nose so tenderly while spouting sweet, soul-melting words before he kissed my lips again, then his lips trailed down to my collarbone leaving tingles of pleasures at its wake.

He slid down and pushed the sheer cover up upwards and kiss my bare belly. My whole body shuddered.

He looked up and I met his dark gaze. "I can't get enough of you," he drawled huskily.

Raw untamed passion unleashed within me. I drew myself up and cupped his face, my lips met his in an intense, primal kiss. He laid me back down on the bed and him atop me.

I felt his raging desire prodding my pelvis and I ground my pelvis against his bulging crotch and he grunted gutturally.

"Don't or it's over soon," he groaned throatily.

Our tongues tangled wildly and I shivered as the familiar warm sensations surged down and pooled in between my thighs.

"Please," I begged against his mouth, almost inaudible, my voice was raw and needy. My nails dug into his shoulders when his fingers found the part of my body that aching for him the most.

A broiling need ravaging my insides, desperate for him to quench it.

"God, Alex. You're torturing me. I can't wait anymore," I hissed most urgently as I ground my lower body against him.

A loud guttural moan left his lips as he trailed it down the hollow of my throat, lower and lower. My heart thudded loudly, my whole body hummed deliciously with growing anticipation, urgent.

He slid down and I knew he's going to pleasure me with his mouth and heat coiled in between my thighs, warm sensations surging down, seeping through the most private part of my body.

The room felt hot and that familiar scent of simmering needs lingered in my nose, making me feel even more heady, my head spinning with acute of need of him.

My fingers clenched the sheets like my life depended on it as he touched me there. My lower body arched into his finger, wanting to feel more of him as a soft cry of pleasure tore from my lips.

His tongue joined his finger, aimed at the most sensitive nub, I arched my body helplessly to his tongue, lapping and assaulting my throbbing sex deliciously.

With his finger in and out working synchronically with his tongue sucking and lapping my sensitive nub, the pressure intensified. My body bathed in sweat, my heart thunderously pounding as I helplessly catch my breath.

"Oh my... I'm...." The words died in my mouth as an overwhelming pleasure tore through me, it wracked my body that bathed in sweat. Alex's tongue didn't stop until the last ember of pleasure pass away.

I was staring at the ceiling mindlessly, still in daze at just what happened. Every sense in me lost, and the satisfying feelings which is still unknown to me the miracle of it took over me.

The ringing of my phone just above my head broke the spell and Alex drew himself up then he laid next to me. I lazily took the phone and connected the call without looking at the caller. Alex rolled to his side and watched me, rather grimacing with arousal.

"Hello?"

"Clara Bell!" Mom's tender voice rang through the speaker and I smiled. My heart that is now beating normally suddenly raced. The thought that if she had called early, she could have heard what was happening... but then I might not answer the call.

My face heated up at the thought and that's perhaps the reason my heart suddenly speed up.

I was hoping mom won't hear the panic that suddenly arose within me.

"Is everything okay, mom?" I asked, biting my bottom lip as I tried to sound casual.

"Yes, yes!" she replied and I could tell she was excited.

"How is your vacation?" she asked tenderly and I felt relaxed.

She sounded over the moon, and I smiled.

"It was fun, mom. We did a lot of water activities and Alex. We spent most times on the water," I replied, smiling at Alex who was still staring at me intensely.

"That is so sweet of him," Mom uttered and I agreed quietly.

"I called cause I miss you," she added.

I chuckled. "Mom, I know you only called us if there is something important," I teased good-naturedly and Mom shrieked softly.

"Am I?" she muttered, sounding horrified and I laughed. "I know you don't want your parents to call every time just to ask how is everything," she hastily justified. "Since you guys turned teenagers, we felt like everything we do or ask about you guys is wrong," Mom whined and I suddenly felt like a bad child.

"Mom, I was just teasing you," I chuckled watching Alex as he curled his hand around my belly then pulled me closer to him.

"I called because I wanted to share the good news," she uttered a little enthusiastic.

Alex's scent made me feel heady, and I was tempted to bury my nose into his neck and filled my lungs with his manly scent, but Mom pique my interest.