"I love you."

"I love you too." The blonde singer smiles, moving his microphone so he can kiss my lips deeply.

"Passengers!" The Australian captain announces. "I'd rather you not get it on in the back of my chopper, because we're about to land!"

Emma P.O.V

James and I are assisted out of the chopper. This island is like another universe: it's warmer out, way more secluded, and the entirety of the mansion is just for us two.

"Thank you for this, baby." I peck his cheek.

As the day passes, James and I settle into the breath-taking abode. James managed to get a suitcase full of mine and his clothes to the island when he booked it so I don't have to wear these heels all day, thank gosh.

"Um, James." I walk into the lounge. I'm dressed in my white thin bikini with some silver lacing engraved down its sides. "Can I talk to you?"

James and I are planning to go and swim in the sea this evening, however, I need to clear something from my head before we do so.

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you about something?"

He frowns. "Of course."

I feel the oxygen rubbing against the sides of my lungs. "Why..."

"What's up?" James stands up, walks over to me, and moves a fly-away baby hair from my face. "What's wrong, Emma?"

"Why did you lie to me about Kirstie? I know she kissed you."

His hand drops from my forehead. "...Oh."

"I'm not mad that it happened," I reassure him. "I saw you push her away. But still ... you told me you didn't kiss."

"I know." His face crumples up. When he opens his eyes, the silver specs have vanished - he's frustrated. "I meant to tell you. I really did."

"Then why didn't you?"

"Because ... to protect you."

I sigh. "What?"

"When we were in there, I didn't want to lose you to her. I knew she'd already upset you, and if I told you she kissed me, I feel like I would have lost you for good."

"But it hurts me more that you lied to me."

Later on ...

I've laid outside on a towel all evening. I haven't eaten, slept, washed, sunbathed or swam. This is supposed to be a magical night on a luxury island and I'm spending it staring into nowhere.

"Can I join you?"

Without me even agreeing, James throws out a yellow neon towel beside me.

"I'm sorry." He huffs - he has a strain on his voice. "I really am."

"I know you are."

Maybe what he did wasn't so bad, as it was in my best interest. "But you have to promise me that from now on, we don't lie to each other.

He nods his adorable head.

"Deal?"

"Deal." He slips his fingers through my own, squeezing my palm. "Now, this is a night-in-a-lifetime. It's supposed to be romantic, right?" His fingers softly massage my arm.

Well... if he wants romance?

I roll over onto James' towel and begin to kiss his lips under the stars. His warm plans caress the skin on my waist across, and he pulls my chest into his. It's sweet, soft and subtle, but every movement of his fingers gets more daring.

"Babe?"

"Yeah, James?" I whisper.

"We're alone." His eyes glint with mischievousness. "And you know I think you look sexy in that bikini of yours."

I raise my head up to look to the ocean. Even though it's calm with only gently tides, it's loud enough to insulate any noise.

"And we're so far away from anyone else." He kisses my cheek.

* Smut Warning *

One of his hands traces over my hip. His crafty fingers crawl over my thigh to their insides. James' fingers begin to massage extremely close to where I want him most - where my insides are throbbing and in need of his touch.

"James," I moan, weary of my volume. One of his fingers caress my bikini bottoms - it's only thin fabric, so I can feel everything.

"Oh my god, that feels good."

"Be as loud as you want." James tugs my bottom lip. "No one can hear us."

Our kisses become deeper and more passionate. Whilst I let out a small moan when James' finger reaches my panties, he uses the opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth. His fingers work in circles - I can feel grains of sand flicking into my bathing suit.

"Take your bikini off," James demands. "I don't want sand in my way."

With his instructions, I arch my back off of my towel. James laces his hands behind me, and undies the hooks on my bikini top. With a gentle tug with his teeth, the top comes off, exposing my hard nipples and large breasts to the world. Whilst James' mouth catches my beasts, I slide off my bikini bottoms and spread my legs wide eagle.

A gust of cold wind on my warm wet core turns me on even more.

"That's a good girl." James'  voice is husky and horny. My handsome boyfriend rolls on top of me, keeping himself held up on his tanned and muscular arms. I feel his large bulge through his swimming trunks pressing down on my wet core.

"Can I take your trunks off?"

"Not yet." He groans, licking down my chest. I watch his lips move through the cavity between my boobs, down my drawn stomach, all the way to the top of where I want him.

"Just lick me." I groan, arching my back and thrusting up my hips into his face. "I can't take much more teasing."

James' fingers trace over my shaven mound before starting to beat my clit fast and hard. "Shit," I grumble, feeling his fingers slip in between my swollen folds. I push myself onto his hand whilst one finger penetrates into my wet opening, forcing my walls apart.

"James!" I almost scream when he slides two fingers in and flicks his tongue against my bead. "I'm so wet."

"Scream for me." His voice vibrates against my centre. "Scream my name."

"James!" I moan louder than I ever have, letting the air engulf my naked body. If this was in the hotel right now, we would have been kicked out for noise complaints.

Before I'm close to finishing, I yank James' head up from my soaking centre and slide my hand quickly into the top of his trunks. I use my fingers to delicately massage and pump his long hard shaft, sliding it out of his trunks.

"That feels so good." My boyfriend rests his head on my naked chest as I pump his cock. It takes me back to that time in the Roman palace, where I just discovered how big he really was.

"Will do you something for me?" He asks.

I pant. "What?"

"Ride me."

James P.O.V

I'm rolled onto my back, nude in the sand, whilst Emma swings a leg over my naked torso. The air is warm, the night is shining, but all I can focus on is Emma's magnificent curves.

I watch her small pink core slide onto my throbbing member - I go balls deep inside of her. "Shit." She moans louder than I've ever heard anyone moan.

"Are you ok?"

Her hand reaches down to her core, and as she bounces on my manhood, her moans are emitted at piercing volumes.

I can't take my eyes off of her. The bottom of my length is constantly disappearing as her core swallows it up. She's warm, wet and tight, and her chest bounces up and down with every thrust. "Mm, you feel so good."

"Let me do this." I throw her hand away from her bead, and use my own fingers to rub her bead in small circles. It's apparent on her face how much pleasure is rolling through her body - drops of Emma's wetness begin to drip down onto my stomach.

I feel my balls and shaft tighten. "I'm close." I echo, flicking her core faster and faster. "I'm so close."

As another ten seconds pass, I shoot my load up inside her, feeling the pleasure pulsate through my whole body. "Oh my gosh," she slides off of my flaccid length now, and my white seed drips out of her core.

"That was the best sex I've ever had!"

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