Jack returned from meeting with the staff and briefly walking Levi. He made sure the retriever had plenty of food and water plus a couple of chew toys to keep him occupied before going in search of his bride.

He found her standing in the open veranda doors, staring out to sea. Her hair was gently swirling about her face and her dress was billowing in the soft trade wind. She was a vision of serenity. He was afraid to blink for fear she might disappear. He approached her slowly, noting with satisfaction the moment she became aware of him. Slipping his arm beneath her legs, he swept her effortlessly into his arms and headed for the massive bed in the center of the room, his eyes never leaving hers.

She wrapped her arms around his neck when he picked her up, her gaze locking with his. The blazing passion and blatant desire reflected in their depths set her pulse to racing. She licked her parched lips in sudden nervousness. She was sure and trusting of Jack but unsure of the unknown. She was hoping that soon she wouldn't have time for or even be capable of thinking; hoping that her husband would stir to life the delicious sensations he so easily could. He did.

Jack laid her on the softness of the bed, sitting back to enjoy her beauty, her eyes wide and fathomless staring back. His eyes roamed her from head to toe, heating her flesh with his smoldering gaze. His breathing already erratic, he lowered himself to her side and ran his fingertips reverently down her cheek, his thumb catching on her bottom lip.

Her teeth nipped at his thumb before she brought her hand up to catch his, bringing it to her mouth so she could kiss his palm. She then released his hand and mimicked his move, her thumb toying with his bottom lip. When he took it inside his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, her tongue again slipped out to moisten her lips. His nostrils flared at his sudden breath and he released her hand, his lips finding their way to the corner of her mouth.

He peppered tiny kisses there, while bringing his hand up, fingering the first button on her dress. It slipped easily from its hole revealing the silk sheath beneath. Jack's mouth trailed down Sue's chin, following the graceful flow of her neck as she pressed her head into the pillow giving him better access. He feather-kissed his way down her chest to the neckline of her dress while his hand slipped to the next button, flicking it open with an expert touch. He skimmed his hand up to lightly graze across her chest, his touch fleeting yet intimate. Her breathy sighs and the way she pushed her body into his hand in encouragement had him releasing the remaining buttons of her gauzy outer garment.

Sue was floating on a cloud of sensation. The combination of Jack's hand and lips drove every vestige of nervousness away, leaving only anticipation and an unfamiliar restlessness overtaking her body. Her hands alternately clutched the bed covers and flitted to Jack, only to flit back to the bed in agitated frustration. She was incapable of anything except responding to Jack's every touch.

Jack pushed the loose jacket open and ran his hand from the hem of Sue's dress up the length of her body, again sweeping across her chest, but lingering this time and applying a bit more pressure. He scooped his arm under her, lifting her slightly, and pushed the outer layer down her arm. When it hung, he rolled, pulling her on top of him so he could fully remove the stubborn garment.

Sue suddenly found herself lying atop Jack, her hands coming down on either side of him to keep from sliding off. She pushed herself up so she could see his face, lifting one arm at a time without breaking eye contact, allowing him to pull from her the garment he'd so diligently worked to unbutton. Her eyes slid down to his lips, her tongue darting out to moisten hers. She saw his lips move but didn't register the words, her eyes darting back to his in panic. Seeing the merriment in his eyes, she looked back down as he mouthed, "Kiss me."

Jack saw her eyes darken at his words and her face begin to descend. He met her halfway, hungry for her taste, his tongue eagerly slipping through her parted lips. His hands slipped to her back, his fingers finding the hidden zipper and lowering it at an agonizingly slow pace. His hands danced down her back, leaving goose bumps in their wake. Where the zipper ended at the small of her back, he slipped his hand inside, fingering the top of her panties before running his palm over her derrière. He pressed her to him impatiently, becoming frustrated with the dress that hindered her from moving the way he wanted her to. Slipping his hand out, he ran his hands to her hips, bunching the fabric and pulling her legs so that she straddled him. Breaking the kiss, he pushed her into a sitting position, panting for air.

She was momentarily disoriented, caught up in the inferno Jack was creating in her. She fisted her hands, trying to gain some semblance of coherence, only to find her palms full of fabric. Looking down, she realized she was pulling on Jack's shirt and it wasn't budging. Her hands moved to the buttons and she began to loosen each one. She tossed her hair over her shoulder, and concentrated on her task, momentarily stunning Jack into stillness.

He watched her as he sat her up, her eyes glazed and unfocused, her lips swollen and red. She looked dazed until she focused on his chest. Her dress was hanging loosely on her shoulders, needing only a tug from him to have it cascading from her body. When she tossed her hair, innocently wiggling against his body, he went rigid, trying to maintain control. He was determined to make her first time slow and unhurried, his resolve once again threatened when he refocused to find her worrying her bottom lip while working the buttons loose on his shirt.

She had it open and pushed it from his chest, exposing the smooth, muscled expanse for her enjoyment. She allowed her hands to roam freely for a brief moment, glancing up to find Jack watching her closely, his eyes black and piercing. Returning to her enjoyable task, she used her nails to send sensations rippling through him. When her hands were no longer enough, she bent and let her mouth trace a path, her tongue darting out occasionally when she felt the vibrations in his chest from his moans of pleasure. His body was moving under hers leaving her in no doubt that he was enjoying her touch. She kissed her way up to his mouth, her hair and dress rubbing against him as she gave him an opened mouthed kiss that effectively ended his good intentions.

He pulled her to him taking over the kiss, rolling with her until their positions were reversed. He sat up pulling his shirt off and flinging it across the room before pulling her dress from her shoulders and down her body, it too being tossed aside. His gaze roamed her semi-clad body hungrily, the air whooshing out of his lungs as he took in her lacy undergarments. He stood momentarily, shedding the rest of his clothes, aware of her eyes on him. When he joined her again on the bed, his lips fused to hers and his hands went back to work. He relieved her of her remaining clothes, his hands exploring what once was forbidden territory, bringing her quickly to the edge.

He eased over her body, settling intimately against her, allowing her to adjust. Her hands cupped his face bringing his lips closer to hers, her eyes heavy with desire, her cheeks flushed from their activities. He tried to kiss her tenderly, but she seduced him into a lover's kiss, while she arched her body into his, eager to experience the unknown, trusting Jack to show her the way. He accepted her innocent invitation, absorbing her gasp with his mouth, waiting for her to adjust and accept the rhythm that was new to her, but as old as time.