Chapter 27: Sexy, Can I?

As Sharon and Peter walked back to the cottage, the shop owner who had been paid by an unknown man the other day carefully watched them while staring at the picture he had of her. He looked at her and the picture, and decided that she was the same person.

The man quickly went back into his shop, took out his radiophone, and dialed the number of the unknown person.

"Hello, Is this Mr. Black?" The shop owner asked.

"Yes, it is. Speak!" The unknown man said ominously from the other side of the line.

"I found the girl that you're looking for. She just walked past my shop."

"Good. I'll be there shortly," And he hung up.

Sharon and Peter finally made it back to the cottage. As they stepped on the deck of the entryway, Peter suddenly had an idea.

"Sharon?" he called.

"Yes?"

"Have you ever been in the ocean at night?" he asked.

"No, I haven't."

"Would you like to go for a swim?"

"Is it safe?" She asked in worry.

"Don't worry, my love. I'll protect you and keep you safe," he said playfully and Sharon found it extremely cheesy.

"Oh, My Hero," Sharon said and put her arms around his shoulder.

They kissed and he carried her to the ocean bank. They both took their clothes off and went into the water. They swam around and laughed, relishing the time they spent in each other's company, unaware that their time might soon be cut short by the danger posed by the unknown man who was searching for Sharon on the Island.

They kissed under the glow of the moon, in the coolness of the calm ocean. With their bodies so close that they became one and their lips joined in a passionate show of affection, they both savored the sweetness that their mouths had to offer.

"This is nice," Sharon said to him.

"Yes, it sure is. Do you know what would make this even nicer?" Peter said with a glint of mischief and naughtiness in his eyes.

"What?" Sharon asked curious about his forthcoming suggestion.

Peter moved his lips to her ear and whispered something to her that sent chills down her body.

"Right here? In the water?" She asked him, smiling and blushing heavily.

"Yes. Don't you want to?"

"It's not that I don't want to. Of course, I want to. It's just that I've never made love outside before and never in the water," she blushed, unable to meet his eyes.

"Well, neither have I, so why don't we explore together? We're all alone here, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

He leaned in and kissed her again. She slowly but surely fell under the spell carried by his kisses and leapt into the unexplored with him, ready to find pleasure in the unlikeliest of places. Peter began to touch her body, pinching her nipples and massaging her soft butt.

She moaned in sweet ecstasy, relishing the intensity of his fingers on her cool wet skin. He was causing her to lose her senses, until she couldn’t take it any longer.

“I want you inside of me,” she whispered with a sexy look in her eyes.

Peter smiled and finally, he slipped his penis inside of her and she moaned. He began his rocking; back and forth until they both began to moan, being slowly drowned in the wetness of the their loving.

*It was surely going to be a long and eventful night!

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Meanwhile, the unknown man stood in front of the shop owner. His face was obscured and concealed by the shadows caused by the poor illumination of the shop.

"You told me you had found her. But now, you tell me you don't know where she is?" He said to the shop owner in an angry but controlled tone.

"I saw her pass by but I didn't think I had to follow her," The shop owner said nervously.

"How am I supposed to locate her now? You've been completely useless and have wasted my time. Consider the money that I promised for your services out of your reach." The unknown man got up to leave.

"Wait! I may not know where she is but I know where you can find the man that she was with. I'm sure that if you find him, then you'll be able to find her."

The man walked over slowly to the shop owner and his face was now visible in the light. It was no other than Addicus' right-hand man; JJ.

"Start talking then," JJ said to him.

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**BACK TO THREE YEARS AGO...

Ethan put on his clothes and ran out of his apartment. He hurried off to the docks to find Sharon and to try one last time to stop her from leaving. He ran through obstacles, bumping into people, desperately trying to get there on time. He finally made it to the docks and ran to the ticket booths.

"Are there any ships available heading to Costa Rica?" He asked the attendant.

"No, not anymore. The last ship sailed off thirty minutes ago," The woman replied.

Ethan ran out to the docking station and stared at the sea. He could only see the sun shining on the horizon and the ship wasn't in sight. He fell to his knees and a tear rolled down his eye. Sharon sat on the deck of the ship and stared backwards at the same moment Ethan sat on the dock.

All she could see was the line where the sky meets the sea. She also had tears rolling down her eyes and she wiped them off immediately after she noticed them. She had cried enough, she thought.

**No more tears, no more sorrow, no more pain, no more trauma. She wasn't going to let Addicus' murderous agenda towards her prevent her from living a happy and full life.

She strongly believed that once she left the country, she would finally be free of him. Boy, was she wrong?

Her migration to Costa Rica hadn't saved her, it had only bought her some freedom and time and eventually, that time would expire.