He parked the car under the car port, took the bags and walked her to the door. It was obvious she wanted to be alone until their plans later tonight, which he somewhat understood, but regardless, he was still going to be a gentleman and escort her to the door.

She unlocked the door, and he followed her inside and placed her bag in the foyer as she placed her house keys on a wooden armoire.

He stood torn between leaving and wanting to stay. He was about to head back toward the open door when she passed in front of it and closed it. She walked over to where he was standing, took his hand in hers and led him into the living room, then the stairs that led upstairs.

They walked across the mezzanine and then she opened a door, leading him inside and stopping in the middle of it.

She let go of his hand and took a step back. He didn't know about her, but he could feel his heart pounding throughout his entire body.

Her hands reached for the knot of her sarong, and he watched as she undid it. Even if she was shaking inside, luckily her hands were steady.

She let go and it flowed to the ground around her. She stepped over it and placed herself in front of him. Her hands reached out and took a hold of the bottom of his shirt and slowly raised it. He lifted his arms and when his shirt was within hands reach, he took over and removed it, letting it fall to the hardwood floor. Her hands hovered in midair just in front of his chest for a few seconds before he felt their softness and warmth touch his skin. He closed his eyes as she caressed his pecs and then his abs. The way her lips landed softly on his neck felt so good, he couldn't help but let a low moan of pleasure escape from his throat.

He opened his eyes no longer feeling her hands or her lips on him. She had taken a step back and her hands were reaching behind her neck for the knot of her bikini. As much as he could have stayed firmly planted where he was and let her do it, there was something arousing in him to be the one to discover her.

He shook his head smiling and she removed her hands, letting her arms fall alongside her body.

He took a few steps and placed himself behind her. He lowered his head and kissed her neck as he let his fingers caress her shoulders, then trail down her arms. He kissed her earlobe as he brought his fingers back up to her neck. She felt him gently pull on the straps of her bikini top until the knot was untied. He let go of the straps then did the same with the ones behind her back. When he let those go, the top fell to the floor.

He walked around and his hands placed themselves on her collar bone before trailing down to her sternum and between her amazing and full breasts. His fingers trailed over her breasts gently and grazed her nipples. His eyes met hers as he felt them harden. He broke the eye contact and lowered his head. When she felt his tongue lap over her nipple, she found herself closing her eyes. He kissed her breast and then licked all around her nipple, teasing it, making it even harder and more aroused. He did the same with her other breast, then pulled back.

He smiled content realizing that her eyes were closed and that her breathing was faster and deeper. He let his tongue outline the shape of her lips. When she parted her lips, a welcoming invitation, his mouth crashed onto hers and his tongue searched for hers. He didn't have to wait long. He pulled her against him as their kissing intensified and became more hot, more passionate.

As they kissed, he felt her hands reach for the elastic waistband of his shorts and pull them down. After reaching his thighs, they were free to slide off the rest of his legs. Tongue against tongue, he moaned when he felt her hand stroke his erection through his briefs. He let his hand trail down her stomach and stop on the fabric of her bikini brief. He stroked and teased her, and she knew she was slowly losing patience, she wanted him.

He must have felt it as well, or maybe it was the same for him, because he placed his hands on her derriere, like he had in the water, and lifted her. He took the few steps that separated them from her queen-sized bed. When he reached it, still with her legs hooked around his waist, he put his hand down, halfway into the mattress, and lowered her steadily down on it as his second hand supported her back.

He stood back up and removed his briefs under her wanting eyes. He then hooked his fingers between the fabric of her briefs and her skin and peeled it off from her as she lifted her derriere slightly off the mattress to help him.

"God you are so beautiful," he said as he let his eyes roam over her entire body.

She blushed and he smiled before lowering himself over her. His mouth, tongue and hands discovered every inch of her skin, biting gently, sucking, teasing, kissing, licking, all of which was sending shivers, and tingling sensations throughout her entire body. She had never felt so aroused before in her life. It had gotten to a point where she felt her heart couldn't take anymore. She was almost heaving from the pleasure he gave her and moaned more openly than before.

Her moaning encouraged him to keep going and it excited him as well. It was a shame to admit that this was the first time he had taken this much time in pleasuring a woman before. Generally, in the past, there was little, if no, foreplay. He was in, he was out, it was a done deal. And he had been contenting with that. With her, everything was different. He wanted to take his time, he wanted to pleasure her for as long as he wanted, he wanted her to be ready for him.

When he felt they were both ready, he stood. Then suddenly it hit him, he hadn't brought anything. Almost as if she had read his mind, she pushed back higher up on the mattress, flipped over, and opened a drawer of the bedside table. She then flipped over on her back and handed him a condom.

After having put it on, he came up on the bed, and placed himself over her. Even if she hadn't meant to, she braced herself mentally. When he slowly pushed in her, as he kissed her neck, his hands firmly planted on each side of her head, she relaxed.

They spent the next two hours making love. When she had crashed on his chest, after one of the many orgasms he had brought her to, she realized that this was the way it was supposed to be, all the time. She had discovered pleasure like she had never had before. She had dared to do things she had never done before, and she knew that it was because it was him.

He caressed her back as they both recuperated.

"I could just lie here with you forever," she heard him say.

"Me too," she replied and from the tone of her voice, he knew she was telling the truth, that she meant it and it wasn't just some obligational answer to his comment.

She felt him drop a kiss on her head and she closed her eyes, still feeling the warmth from his body radiate against hers.

He stirred upon hearing his cellphone ring at a distance. Olivia was still in the same position as before he had fallen asleep, but had shifted slightly off his body. Since it didn't seem to let up, and it could always have been work pulling him out of Guam, he very delicately removed himself from under Olivia, careful not to wake her. He got out of the bed, circled it until he reached his briefs and put them back on before walking out of the room, head downstairs and search for it in his bag.

When he took it in his hand, he realized he had a few missed calls over the past hour and a half. He took the call.

"Talk to me Bradshaw," he said.

"There's a beach barbecue and party this evening. We're all going and wanted to know if you were coming with us or not."

His eyes shot up to the ceiling, almost as if he could see Olivia naked on the bed through it.

"It's one of Olivia's only days off," he said indicating he was with her.

"Bring her along. You've got to eat right? And it'll be cool. Natasha will enjoy the company."

"What time does it start?"

"8pm. There's going to be a bonfire, music, dancing and great food and drinks."

Jake looked at his watch. It was almost 6.

"OK. I'll run it by Olivia, and I'll let you know."

"Yeah, sure."

With that Jake hung up and headed back upstairs, still phone in hand. He put it down on the nightstand and smiled as he looked at Olivia. She was beautiful and sexy laying there. He loved everything about her; her personality, her laugh, her smile, her body, her skin, how she had trusted him enough to completely abandon herself to him, and how her hoarse voice said his name as her made love to her, and she climaxed.

He sat on the edge of the bed and caressed her back, allowing her to resurface slowly from her deep slumber. She opened her eyes and a warm smile formed on her lips as she saw him.

She shifted and turned on her back and inevitably his eyes drifted to her breasts.

He reached for his cellphone. "Ok, I'll tell them we're not coming."

She laughed. "What are you talking about?"

"The others are going to a beach party and barbecue tonight and they were wondering if we wanted to join them. But we don't have to. I'm more than happy to stay here and spend time alone with you."

"We've got the rest of the night to spend time alone. It will be fun to go and I'm looking forward to meeting the others."

He gave her a puzzled look.

"All night?"

She blinked a couple of times.

"Unless you need to go back to base."

"I don't need to go back to base, and I don't want to, either. I just didn't know what you wanted."

"Stay with me tonight, but only if you want to."

"I want to."

She nodded.

"I'll tell Bradley we'll meet them there," he said as he stood from the edge of the bed and started to write his text message.

She gently lifted the sheets off her body and got out of bed.

"I'm going to go take a shower," she said as she walked past him naked, toward the bathroom.

He watched her and his arousal peaked. When she disappeared and he heard the water start running, he quickly pressed the sent icon on his phone and dropped it on the bed.

"And that is my cue to go with you," he answered as he headed for the bathroom.