Stacy placed her suitcase on the bed, smiling at the sound of her boyfriend's footsteps overhead. Her eyes moved about the boat cabin slowly admiring the lengths JC had gone to in order to make their aniversary special. Her hand ran across the cool silk sheets as she sighed. Her eyes fluttered closed as she imagined how it would feel to make love there later that night. Her skin tingled, almost feeling his hands on her body already.

"Hey, Stacy...You gonna be down there all night long or what?"

"Coming!"

Stacy quickly crossed the room and scurried up the ladder to the deck above. As she emerged, the sea wind engulfed her, sending her blond hair flying madly in the breeze. Tossing her head back, she inhaled deeply, the salty air washing over her like a tidal wave.

"Can you come give me a hand?"

Stacy turned, losing her breath at the sight before her. Several feet away, JC crouched fumbling with the rigs, his muscles rippling with his every movement. Stacy gasped as the August sun beat down on him mercilessly. JC laughed at the expression of awe which contorted her delicate face.

"Don't look so worried. It's alright. There's just a knot in the line."

Laughing in turn, Stacy hurried to assist him.

"We've barely left the dock and there's already a problem? Can I trust you to get me home safely, or should I worry?"

Crouching along side him, Stacy's slender fingers worked quickly to free the line. JC turned to her, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

"If you want my opinion, being alone with you, miles from civilization doesn't sound like such a bad idea."

Stacy tilted her head against his hand as he caressed her cheek lovingly. Leaning forward, she kissed him gently. Pulling away once more, she gazed adoringly into his azure eyes. Instinctively, she reached out and wiped away a drop of moisture that trailed down his brow.

"As long as I have you, that's all I need baby...."

JC reached down and pulled Stacy from the ocean's grasp, wrapping a towel around her. His hands moved over her quickly to dry the salt water from her glistening body.

"You better go change. The late night breezes off the ocean can be freezing. I don't want you to catch cold."

Stacy caught his hands in her own and brought them to her lips. Shrugging the towel from her shoulders, she allowed it to fall and returned his hands to her bare skin.

"Can't I count on you to keep me warm?"

Stacy smiled as she felt his silent answer pressing against her. Smiling at her invitation, JC nodded, his hands running slowly up her back to cup her shoulders. JC lowered his mouth to the tender flesh of her neck and kissed her softly.

"Tell you what. How about you spread that blanket over the deck and I'll go get the bottle of champagne..."

Stacy poked her lip in a mock pout as she clasped her hands behind his neck. "Does that mean I have to let go?"

JC raised his head and pressed his lips to hers. Using his tongue, he parted her lips and made his way inside. Stacy moaned as his tongue delved and danced along the contours of her mouth. When he pulled away, Stacy's knees were trembling in anticipation.

"Only for a moment, little girl. I'll return soon."

Quickly JC disappeared, leaving her alone in the quiet darkness. Stacy took the blanket from the lounge chair and shook it out, laying it flat on the deck. Stacy lowered herself to the blanket and repositioned her body several times as she waited for JC to return. After what seemed like an eternity he reappeared, carrying the champagne bottle and two glasses.

Stacy watched as he sat beside her, adjusting his long legs into a comfortable sitting position. Accepting the glasses, Stacy held them as he filled them with the bubbling liquid. JC smiled, taking his glass.

"So...what should we toast to, JC?"

"To the best year of our life, and many more together."

JC clinked their glasses together and linked his arm through hers. Lifting their glasses to their lips, they both sipped in remembrance of their past and in anticipation of their future.

In silence, JC took her glass and set the two on the floorboards beside him. Stacy trembled with excitement as she watched his every move. Turning, JC clasped her chin in his hands and brought her forward to brush his lips across her cheek. Slowly, he layed her back, blanketing her body with his own. JC moved his lips teasingly down her neck and across her shoulder as his hand worked to unfasten the bra of her bikini. Smiling, he pulled it away and discarded it, lowering his lips to her newly exposed breasts.

Stacy's hands ran down his back slowly and slipped inside his trunks, catching the waistband with her thumbs. Grasping the material in her hands, Stacy quickly pushed them down his slim hips. As they reached his calves, JC rose onto his knees to kick them off.

JC gazed down at her body appreciatively as he slipped his fingers into her bikini bottom, sliding it down at a tormentingly slow pace. Stacy groaned, desperate to have him become a part of her. JC smirked with satisfaction as he lowered his head to kiss his way down her belly. Stacy gasped, her chest rising and falling quickly with her rapid breathing.

"Please, baby...now..."

JC made his way back up her body and kissed her gently. With a low moan, he guided himself into her, his hips moving against her rhymically. JC's mouth moved across her body frantically, needing to touch...to taste...to feel every part of her. With an unbridled desire that only he invoked, Stacy thrust with him, taking him deeper inside with every action. Lifting her legs around his waist, she pulled him down, wrapping her arms around his back.

Groaning, JC drove into her over and again. His body tensed as his release neared. Rocking back onto his ankles, he lifted her to ride atop his thighs. JC held onto her for dear life as he pulled her down to meet his thrusts time and again. Screaming his name into the air, Stacy's body quivered uncontrollably as the waves of pleasure washed over her body. With a primal growl, JC released his essence inside of her.

Kissing her lovingly, JC moved away and stretched his body beside her, pulling the blanket up to cover their nakedness. Wrapping her in his arms, JC pulled Stacy's head toward him to rest on his chest. With the moonlight beaming down on their bodies, they drifted off to slumber, the waves slapping musically against the hull of the boat...

...The lullaby of their love...

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