Ryan’s POV

That afternoon, Ryan had once again been reminded of how wonderful a grateful Vivian Rose was. Had he known what it would do to her, he would have told her that he’d named the island after her the moment that they landed.

Who knows, maybe she would have taken him right on the beach sand, not caring who was watching them. The fact that she had been so overcome by gratitude, that she had pulled her panties to the side and had taken his dick in like a champ was still making Ryan’s cock twitch in memory even hours later.

What a vixen.

He wanted nothing more than to throw her over his shoulder, carry her to their yurt, lock the door, and have them both not come out until it was time to leave.

But if he did that he knew that Vivian would never forgive him, they already had ridiculous amounts of sex. He could hold off just a little while longer to take her sight seeing. So despite having wanted to have more rounds after what they had done at the beach, Ryan had held himself back. He had instead taken Vivian on a personal tour of the place. Showing her all of the ins and outs and introducing her to some of the caretakers. Being that the place was not yet open to the public, he did not have many staff members yet, but that would change soon.

It would make things like having sex out in the open like he and Vivian had done close to impossible, so Ryan was glad that they got at least one chance to enjoy themselves like that. Now though, with the tour of most of the island done, Ryan had decided to show Vivian one last thing. Something that had been a major point for him when he had bought the island, and that was the fact that it was a prime location for snorkeling.

***

When he had thought of taking Vivian out to snorkel, Ryan had mostly been focused on what they would be seeing together.

But now as he watched her walk out, glad in a pale blue bikini, he was very glad that the fish were not the only things that he would be getting a good look at.

The combination of those breasts, the tiny waist and her hips in a bikini were doing things to Ryan that should have been illegal.

Unable to stop himself, he let out an appreciative groan as she approached, and he knew almost immediately that he had done the wrong thing. The moment she realize that he was staring a little too hard, Vivian pulled her robe around her. That made

Ryan’s heart hurt a little, he had seen her completely naked, and in as many positions as possible, and yet from time to time Vivian’s insecurities would pop up. Instead of being free around him, she would try to hide herself. Moving forward, Ryan pulled her into a kiss, and then undid her robe, letting it fall. She broke the kiss and made to reach for it, but he held her back.

"You are fine as you are, you don’t need it," He told her, and with what looked like monumental effort, she nodded and left it there. As a reward, Ryan grabbed the bottle of sunscreen.

"Come, let me put this on you,"

***

As expected, Vivian loved snorkelling. She kept tapping him on the arm, and then popping her head above the water.

Laughing when Ryan did the same.

"Did you see that? There were so many fish, and did you see that turtle just passing by without a care in the world? Oh my goodness, that octopus!" Despite the amount of water that she had to be swallowing by talking so much, Vivian could not seem to help herself.

She would put her breathing gear on, and look into the water. Then the moment she saw something exciting, she was immediately getting Ryan’s attention and surfacing in order to gush about it.

It was ridiculously cute. And so to keep the magic and laughter in her eyes alive for a little while longer, Ryan let them swim further and further away. The two of them aimlessly following the fish. Eavesdropping in a world so vast that no human being could ever hope to fully comprehend it.

By the time that Ryan finally realized that they had to get back, the land was a barely there speck in the distance. It should have made him panic. He had no idea how strong of a swimmer Vivian was. But instead of feeling scared, Ryan felt a sense of calm. It was almost as though he and Vivian were the last people in the world, no one else, just the two of them, and as they swam back to shore, that sense of it being just them against the world solidified.

***

By the time that they finally made it back to the island, the sun was setting and he just knew that the pilot had to be getting antsy, wanting to fly out as soon as possible. But Ryan found himself walking the length of the beach with Vivian, the two of them holding hands.

As the sun began to disappear, bathing both the waters and the sky in brilliant light, Ryan saw an empty shell a few paces ahead. Moving towards it he crouched down and picked it up, straightening he held it out towards the setting sun, the light reflecting from it and Vivian laughed softly.

"What are you doing?" Glancing at her, he smiled, then he pressed the shell into her hands.

"I have just captured a bit of the sun for you and I want you to keep it,"

Vivian’s smile immediately went from teasing to teary, and before he could react, she had her arms around his neck and was kissing him. Day turned to night with the two of them still embracing the waves lapping gently at their feet.