The rain continued to pound and the wind was whipping outside the cave. Ginger let out a soft sigh and said. "It doesn't appear to be letting up anytime soon."
"No it doesn't." The Professor agreed. "Quite a powerful storm it would seem."
Ginger smiled a bit and inched closer to him. "I guess we are going to be stuck here for awhile." She remarked.
"Looks to be that way." The man of science answered.
"So." The redhead said resting her head against his shoulder. "What should we do now?"
The Professor looked down at the beauty beside him and something came over him. Something was pulling him in and he had no intention of fighting it. Slowly his lips found hers and they were locked in a soft loving kiss. It started to get more passionate as Ginger wrapped her arms around him tightly and they then both tumbled off the rock they were sitting upon to the floor.
Ginger raked her fingers through his sandy brown hair as he kissed her with intense need. Never had he wanted anything like he wanted this. The kiss was released from her mouth and his lips searched out her neck. She closed her eyes breathing softly and purring his name. "Roy…"
"Ginger." He replied in between kisses. "Ginger…I…"
"What darling?" She asked as he lifted himself up slightly to gaze into her green eyes. "What is it? Tell me."
"I…I love you." He finally blurted out. "I love you…"
Ginger's heart soared and she felt a feeling of elation run through her body. "Roy darling.."
"I want you so much." The Professor said pressing on before he lost his nerve. "I need you…I…Ginger I don't know if you could possibly love me but if you could…"
The movie star smiled as she reached up and gently touched his cheek. "Roy darling why would you think I couldn't love you. Of course I do darling. I love you!"
"You do?" He asked apprehensively. So many times he had been burned. He couldn't stand the thought of Ginger not being sincere. Never had he ever felt half the things he felt for this redheaded angel.
"Of course I do silly." She giggled. "Darling you shouldn't doubt it. It's true. I love you."
Roy Hinkley never felt such joy and happiness in his entire life. Not one of his scientific discoveries or awards and praise from his colleagues could compare to this. He somehow managed to win over the beautiful Ginger Grant. A glamorous movie star. He kissed her once more before breaking away for a minute. "I…I have something to confess to you…Ginger I was the one who wrote you those letters. I needed to see if you could possibly love me. I was afraid that if I just told you…that you would reject me. I wanted to get you to love me. I had to find a way to make you mine. To know that you would want me as much I did you."
The starlet beamed. So it was true! He was the one! "Roy darling I was hoping it was you! I had a feeling it may be. Oh your letters were so sweet and romantic! I wish you would have written me more. But Roy you didn't need to go through all that trouble. I already loved you. I think I have for a long time but I didn't want to admit it. Mary Ann had accused me of having a crush on you and…well at first I thought it was silly but when she asked me how I would feel if you were my secret admirer….well to tell the truth I didn't know how to answer her. But I finally realized that I did love you. All those wonderful special moments we spent together. I cherish them in my heart. They are important to me. I have never forgotten them."
"Me either." He said. "I never forgot how I felt when you first placed your sweet lips to mine. I did not think it was possible to enjoy anything as much as I enjoyed your kisses."
"Roy I have to tell you something. I hated that Erika Tiffany. I didn't like how she thought she could just….I know I should have done something about it. I'm sorry I didn't.."
"Ginger my love you did. You did do something. You kissed me. It was then I knew that I could not possibly go on with the charade of marrying that awful woman. I never loved her. I thought I could make myself…but when you planted your kiss on me..I knew that it was stupid of me to keep pretending. I knew that I could never want to kiss anyone in such a manner. Except for you. I love you. You are and always will be the only woman for me. No one else. Just you." He leaned down and kissed her lips once more. He loved the taste of them. Like a very fine wine.
"Darling." Ginger cooed as the kiss broke. "I never ever want to kiss anyone for the rest of my life except for you. I don't want to be used as bait for any unsuspecting male visitor. I didn't like it. I did it because I thought it would help everyone but I hated every second. You wouldn't let that happen if we…well if we were together…you wouldn't let…"
"Of course not!" He declared. "My love I did not enjoy you being put in that position either. I know you went along because you wanted to help. I think that is commendable of you. But if you were mine…never again. We will just have to come up with some other plan. No man is getting his hands on you. Not any evil hunter. Not some crazed butterfly catcher and certainly not some sleazy Russian cosmonaut named Igor."
She giggled. "So you were jealous? I knew it!"
"Always." He said. "I only ever wanted you acting in that manner with me."
"Well you don't have to worry." Ginger assured. "My lips will only ever touch yours. For the rest of my life. Only you. No one else. I promise." With that she pulled him back to her and into another steamy kiss.
The temperature in that cave seemed to increase with each passing minute. They caught their breath as their kiss broke. The Professor gently caressed her red hair. "Ginger I…I wish to..I mean that is I…" He suddenly felt very awkward. This was not something he had done in his life. Well very rarely. He never before asked a woman…then again no woman was Ginger who he loved with every fiber of his being. Ginger who was the most important and most precious thing in his life. Never did he wish to lose her.
"What? What is it?" She asked tenderly. "Roy...what is it you want to say to me? You can tell me."
He picked up her hand and began kissing her fingers. Finally he summoned the courage and spoke. "I want to make love to you." His face felt hot and his palms very sweaty. His heart pounded in his chest not believing he actually got the words out. What her reaction would be he did not know. His blue eyes studied her lovely face. He prayed she wouldn't laugh at him. The man was trembling inside.
Ginger sat up slowly and placed her hands upon his broad shoulders. She then lightly placed a kiss on his lips. "Roy darling…I want to make love to you too." She whispered.
The Professor was already the happiest man in the world but now he was certain that he was the luckiest as well. Beautiful vivacious sexy Ginger Grant wished to…with him… His mouth found hers again and they fell back on the floor of the cave. His hands slowly removed the shirt that she had been wearing for warmth. Next his hands located the zipper of her red satin gown and pulled it down loosening the garment. Carefully he peeled it away and he swallowed hard at the sight of what he deemed her perfect body.
She was pulled back into his arms and their passion resumed. Ginger was feeling sparks and electricity she never believed possible. This was beyond anything she experienced in the past. The redhead could only draw one conclusion. Those men she had been with, and there were not a whole lot, she did not love them. It was that simple. She may have let herself believe such a thing but if she did she would have felt these emotions with them. She didn't. For the first time in her life Ginger found out exactly what love and passion actually were. This was real. It was true. Honest. Everything else was fake and phony. Those men did not love her and care for her the way the Professor did. She was 100% certain about that. The Professor wasn't those men. He was better. Much better.
The Professor was amazed at how many different levels of affection he had for this stunning woman. Yes he had gone out with nice women in the past and occasionally there was a kiss or two but nothing…nothing compared to this. Not one of them ever made him feel alive. Made him feel vital. Like a man should feel. Ginger awakened things in him he had thought were hidden. It was more than he ever bargained for in his life. No woman was ever going to bring about these emotions like Ginger. He did not wish for another woman. He wanted this one. He wanted Ginger Grant. Now and for the rest of his life. He wanted only her. To be the only one who got to hold her. To kiss her. To experience all of her.
Any woman in his past couldn't compete with this beautiful being. If he ever thought he felt something for them, he was foolish. He found out what real love was. It was with Ginger.
Some time had passed, how much neither of them knew. What they both knew was that there was no going back. Their relationship was taken to a whole other level. Both of them felt happy and content. Ginger sighed happily resting against her lover's chest. He was equally happy holding her close to his body and caressing her. No words were spoken. None needed to be. They already knew what the other was thinking.
A few more minutes went by and Ginger noticed the rain seemed to be lighter. "Roy I think the storm is letting up." She said.
He turned his head toward the cave door. "So it is." He replied.
"You think we should head back?" The movie star asked. "The others may be worried…" Her thought stalled as she saw the look in his eyes. He had no intention of heading back. At least not yet anyway. Ginger grinned as him. "Professor!" She said in a mock scandalized voice.
"I'm only human." He replied pulling her back into his arms.
How their second round of love managed to top their first round of love was a mystery to them both. It just did. The amount of love they both felt between them was in a whole other stratosphere. It did not seem possible for their love and affection to grow deeper but somehow someway it had. Ginger did not wish to ever leave the Professor's arms and he did not wish to release her from his arms. What they wanted was to drink up every bit of each other. The Professor's lips devoured hers as hers did his. Every inch of each other they soaked up. It lasted for another hour or so before the storm officially pulled away from the island.
Ginger was hot and sweaty but very happy. This is everything she wanted. Right there. She lifted her head and placed a kiss on her love's lips. "I love you." He returned her kiss letting her know he loved her as well.
Seeing that the storm was out of the area, they both reluctantly let go of one another and began to dress. Ginger had to "chastise" the Professor several times when she would zip up her dress and he would then pull the zipper back down. "You behave yourself." She would say smiling and wagging her finger at him.
"No." He would reply as he would pull her in for a kiss.
The pair finally made their way out of the cave and the Professor walked her back to her hut. Neither of them really wished to say good night but knew they had to. Ginger smiled at her new found love and fiddled with the buttons on his shirt. "I love you Roy."
"I love you Ginger." He said taking her hands in his and kissing her fingers.
"I guess we should say good night now." The movie star said.
"I guess." He replied not letting go of her hand.
Ginger tried to fight it but didn't see the point. She did not want to go back into her hut. She wanted to stay right where she was. With the Professor. Her lips crashed onto his and he kissed her back with an equal amount of passion. The starlet was lifted up and carried back to the hut of the academic. The door was shut behind them.
It was later in the night Ginger awoke and smiled seeing the Professor next to her. She gently kissed his forehead and got up from the bed. She picked up his discarded shirt and pulled it on her body. Slowly she made her way out and to the hut she shared with Mary Ann. She opened the door as quietly as she could so the farm girl would not be disturbed. She saw her sleeping soundly in her bunk and she had a smile on her face. Ginger retrieved her diary and was going to exit the hut when she thought she heard Mary Ann murmur "Gilligan." The Hollywood starlet smiled to herself. She knew that girl had a crush on that sailor. She had noticed them at the party earlier. Something had to have happened. Well she would find out in the morning. Ginger left the hut and walked back to the Professor's. She headed back inside to find the Professor had waken. "Where did you go" He asked.
"I just wanted to get my diary." Ginger explained. "Go back to sleep."
"Why would I do that?" He grinned at her. "You're awake. I'm awake."
Ginger shook her head at him. "Really Roy...what has gotten into you?"
"I love you." He stated taking her hand and pulling her into the bed with him. "That's what."
"Professor I think you've had enough." She said with a giggle.
"No I haven't." He replied taking the diary out of her hands and tossing it aside. "I need more of you."
Ginger did not argue and allowed him to wrap her up in his arms once again. This was a whole new experience for them both and they were entitled to enjoy every bit of it. Besides she couldn't possibly say no to someone who was so…incredible…It was true she had no idea what to expect of the Professor but she was needless to say pleasantly surprised. Very pleasantly. The man was insatiable. Unquenchable was his desire for her. The same could be said for her. She knew one thing to be true. No man made her feel like this. No man ever would.
After their lovemaking session, the Professor drifted back to sleep and Ginger rested against a pillow writing in her diary. All about how the Professor loved her and he was in fact her admirer. She giggled to herself describing their amazing lovemaking. How magnificent it was. Ginger made a point of noting that the men in her past paled in comparison to her wonderful Professor Roy Hinkley. How stupid of her to think she felt anything real for them! And how stupid of her for thinking they cared half as much for her as Roy did. They didn't. The Professor wanted to make love to her because he wanted to show her his undying love for her. He wanted to love her. Those men just wanted to say they were with her and most likely were just looking for a good time. She could see that now. Well no more of that. The only man who was going to love her was Roy. The only one she was going to allow to make love to her and kiss her was Roy. She was officially spoken for. And she could not be happier. Her dream was coming true. A dream of having a wonderful man love her. It's all she ever wanted. Now she had that. Roy Hinkley was that man. Her dream come true.