CHAPTER 26

"What would you like to do today?" Seeley asked on day two of their honeymoon, as he woke with the sun streaming through the curtains.

As Tempe rolled over into the muscular chest beside her, the smell of each other lingering under the sheets, she sat up with perkiness. "Scuba diving." She peered down into his hesitant eyes, "I will teach you. We can start in the pool after breakfast."

"These are the best strawberries I have ever eaten," Tempe stated as she took the last one on her plate and inserted it into her mouth accompanied by a small moan of pleasure. She then licked the red juice from her finger tips, one finger at a time, savoring the exquisite taste.

"You do that again, and the only diving I'll be doing this morning is under the sheets." Seeley could feel his shorts tighten as he glared at his wife who was so clueless as to how her actions at that moment had affected him.

"We need to start with the basics. At first, the instinct is to panic while trying to breathe. Try to focus on something other than the fact you are under water trying to breathe."

Seeley looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

She ignored him, put on her tank, and mask with ease as Seeley struggled with his gear.

"I learned many things in the army but scuba diving wasn't one of them. Always being on land I guess there wasn't a need."

He quickly recalled his many adventures and realized that none of them involved water. Well except for that one time he had to apprehend a fugitive that was in a hot tub with his girlfriend while his wife pointed at gun at her two timing husband.

"Take it slow and you will be fine," Tempe instructed as she disappeared under the surface then popped back up again.

Two hours later Tempe was sure he was ready for the test and they walked to the front desk and requested an instructor who would test Seeley, as this was the procedure in Antigua.

Tempe stood on the pool deck while Seeley went through the test with ease and was smiling like a child in a candy store when he received his piece of paper that stated he was a qualified scuba diver.

The instructor gave them directions to the perfect beginner spot just north of the resort. When they arrived at Cook's Corner, they felt like they were transported back in time to when the islands were uninhabited.

As they put on their wet suits Tempe spoke quietly, "This is perfect Seeley. I can't remember a time in my life when I have been so relaxed and at peace with myself, my life. Thank you." She continued to put on her wet suit not looking at him.

He quickly zipped up his suit then moved a few steps closer to her, put his hand under her chin, lifted it up, "Your welcome."

He kissed her lips softly before ever so gently pressing his tongue against her closed lips. She let him in, tasting the remains of the strawberries she had for breakfast.

Backing up she licked her lips and sucked in a gulp of the pure air she knew she would miss once back in D.C.

"Let's go," she said as she led the way to the spot they would start their diving adventure.

"That was awesome!" Seeley stated as he put his gear on the towel and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Sure was," Tempe said as she laid her gear beside his and also grabbed some water

"Lunch and then I foresee a siesta," he announced as he hopped into the driver's seat.

"Sounds good, then we will be rested for the water volleyball game before dinner." Tempe gathered up her towel and got into the car but not before she took once last look at the incredible piece of nature surrounding them.

After lunch, they headed back to their room where they dropped to the bed, curled up into one another and drifted off to sleep.

"I would like to personally thank the person who invented siestas." Seeley yawned after he rubbed his eyes. Neither one of them was accustomed to daytime sleeping but the morning's diving coupled with a marathon of love making the day before and the intense heat, told their bodies they needed the extra sleep.

"That was definitely what I needed," said Tempe as she stretched her arms over her head, allowing her shirt to ride up her stomach.

When they reached the pool, the teams for the water volleyball game were being assembled: Guys against girls, five on each team.

The guys looked at their opponents and then at each other, "No problem," said the young man, who stood about 5 feet 10 inches tall with a well developed body.

The game progressed with the women being in the lead half way through. A short water break was taken and then they continued with the sun starting to weaken it's scorching assault on the island. It was a close game, but the women prevailed and as they high-fived each other, then men climbed out of the water and toweled off silently as the women chatted amongst themselves while getting out and drying off.

Seeley grabbed his towel, took Tempe's hand and led her down to the beach. He dropped his towel on the sand, tossed his sandals on top and nodded for Tempe to do the same. Words were not spoken as they walked into the warm water shimmering with shades of brown and orange as the sun started it's decent below the horizon.

They walked out until the water was mid body for Seeley and just above Tempe's breasts.

"Here comes a big one," Seeley yelled as the wave made a thunderous approach. "Dive!"

Without hesitation, Tempe turned and dove into the walling wave, the rush of salt water pounding against her. He surfaced first, ran his fingers through his hair and redundantly tried to wipe the salt water off his mouth. Tempe surfaced a few seconds later, gasping as she inadvertently took in some salt water.

"I'd like to learn how to surf someday," he said as he stood watching the vast openness of the sea. His mind raced back to Aruba where he had first developed a connection with Mother Nature's wonder. He closed his eyes and as the waves lapped against his body, the blatant force of the water buckling his knees, he felt a surge in his body.

Seeley looked to his left where Tempe was diving in and out of the waves, a huge smile on her face each time she surfaced.

The sun was gone from the sky for the day, being replaced with a warm glowing ball rising to where the glowing star had been earlier. It was at that moment he took a few steps and grabbed her waist which was several inches under the water, and pulled her to him, the waves still rocking their bodies with each thrust of water to the shore.

"That was fun," Tempe said as she braced herself for yet another incoming wave. Seeley held her tight, his hands clasping on her lower back as the wave rolled over them.

Holding her as tight at possible without hurting her, he leaned forward, his mouth barely an inch from hers, he spoke into it, "I want you, right now, right here."

He reached down, pulled off his swim shorts, then scooped her up into his arms and guided her legs around him. He reached to her left side and tugged at the string on her bikini bottom. It came undone and as he brought his arm back up to support her, he wiggled if off and slung it over his shoulder as he had done with his shorts.

Tempe smiled when she looked at his shoulder.

"It may look funny now but it would not be so funny if they were washed out to sea. And with MY luck, someone would see us as we bolted to our towels."

"You are such a boy scout: Always prepared."

He didn't bother to respond with his voice, instead he lowered his body slightly, and he wiggled himself inside of her. The warm water, rolling waves, and his wife clutching his tanned back, as the moon climbed into the sky, sent shivers of arousal throughout his body.

Tempe flung her head back as he thrust his body against hers. And as if She, Mother Nature was listening to his silent request, the waves almost instantaneously subdued, letting their passion be the force at hand to be reckoned with. She leaned in towards him, licked her lips and then gripped her lower lip with her upper teeth. He pressed his mouth over hers, kissing, licking, sucking, biting and teasing.

She wrapped her right hand tightly around his neck as she took her left hand and circled his left nipple.

"Temperance …" he growled as he picked up speed, securing his hold on her.

"Seeley…"

Everything was perfect, except one thing. He slowed down his lower body movements in order to take her bikini top into his mouth and lift it up, exposing her breasts.

After what seemed liked hours but in reality were merely minutes, he placed her back down into the sandy bottom, took her hand and led her back to the beach.