As soon as they stepped onto the island, the heat hit them. Sweat already glazed their skin, and the salty scent of the sea wafted through the air. But that only added to the tension that had been simmering between them for weeks.
She had booked their stay at a luxurious villa on the island, with a private beach and a pool that looked out onto the ocean. It was the perfect place to unwind and explore the desires they had both been suppressing for far too long.
Once they were settled in, they wasted no time in exploring each other’s bodies. Their lips met in a feverish kiss that seemed to go on forever. His hands roamed over her curves, caressing and squeezing her breasts, while hers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, willing to get to the skin underneath.
With every touch, every kiss, their passion grew hotter and more intense. They fell onto the plush bed in the master bedroom, their clothes discarded in a pile on the floor.
The sound of waves crashing against the shore outside only added to the sensory overload they were experiencing. They were completely lost in each other, consumed by their desire.
She writhed beneath him as he entered her, his hot breath on her neck and his hands gripping her hips. The rhythm of their bodies was like a dance, each movement bringing them closer to the edge of their desires.
As they both reached their climax, the world around them fell away. All that mattered was the heat of their bodies and the passion they shared. They collapsed onto the bed, spent and sated.
But their desire for each other wasn’t quenched yet. There were still hours of passion to explore, in this paradise that had given them the freedom to give in to their desires. They were living in the moment, and determined to make every last second count.