She did her best to convince him that she wouldn't be disappointed.  God, how could she, she loved him.  It was pure and simple as that.  She wondered if it could really be so, after just a few short hours, but the feelings in her heart, told her it was indeed love, the real thing.  Marti also desired him, the way a woman in love desires her man, god, she wanted him, and honestly, if he made a move now, here on this very public beach, she doubt she could say no to him.<br/><br/>Marti was not used to showing a man how she felt about him.  Taking the initiative, and kissing him the way she had done, more than once this morning, was heady stuff for Marti.  It gave her the feeling that she had some control over her own destiny.  A destiny that she hoped had Jeremiah in it with her, for many years to come. Her body tingled at the thought of them making love tonight, at the thought of his hands on her breasts, at the thought of his manhood finding a release in her warm wet canal.  Those thoughts brought on an arousal, so strong, she was weak in the knees.  Her nipples were erect, and poking through the soft Lycra fabric of her swim suit.  Her breasts ached to be touched, to be fondled, to be kissed by Jeremiah.  She felt the surge of warmth soak the crotch of her suit, and she stole a sideways glance at the handsome man walking beside her, and he was aroused as she was if the tent pole in his shorts was anything to go by.<br/><br/>He led her into the water and it cooled her fevered skin.  Goosebumps rose, but not because she was chilled.  She had heard his words, but it was his hands that demanded her attention  His hands on her waist pulled her closer to his own body, his own arousal.  Feeling his hand cup her breasts, that was so heavy with desire, and gripping her nipple that was so hard with need.  A moan bubbles up from her very soul, and escapes her lips.  She had never heard such an erotic sound and was surprised it had come from her.  As his hand gripped her lush bottom, and lower still to the heat between her legs, he leaned in to kiss her.  She had to put her arms around his neck, for she would surely melt into the warm water.  Desire grew for both of them, it seemed, and his hand now cupped her pubic mound.  She felt him pull the thin scrap of fabric that was the crotch of her swim suit aside, and touch her intimately for the first time.  She spread her legs, so he could have better access, and his touch was heavenly.  He took her to a whole new paradise, beyond the one they were in.  She moaned in sheer delight as his fingers probed her womanly depths.  She couldn't care less who saw them making out in the warm waters of Wiamea Bay.  They were so much in love with each other, and that was all that mattered.<br/><br/>"Oh Jeremiah," she sighed, "please...don't.....s..stop."