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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 06

Date: 3/31/2016, Categories: Diary, Female/Female, Male/Female, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

together. And you will find yourself drowning each day in a sea of love and happiness." Jeremy pulled me up closer, brushing a kiss on my temple, wiping away more doubt and hurt with one kiss than he could ever realize. I then closed my eyes and tilted my head, accepting the sweetest, softest, most beautiful kiss I ever received. "I'll never be..." "Yes you will," he interjected, feathering another kiss on my cheek, my temple, and finally my ear. "You will be sure and ready, and happy. And the only tears you'll shed will be from pleasure and joy. I promise you that." For a long time, I simply stared at the fire, both of us perfectly still until Jeremy fell asleep in exactly that position. I watched him slumber and drank in the sweet tranquility of the moment, and everything he offered and promised, and somehow managed to hold back the tears as his last words played over and over again in my mind. It may turn out that I would be sure about that commitment. I may even be ready to take the plunge, and try. But I would never be happy. Not the way Jeremy wanted me to be, at least. And that was the saddest thing of all. Me, of all people? I honestly felt as if I did not deserve to be happy. I had sold my heart and soul - my body - to the Devil long ago. I was depressed, and felt hollow, extremely lonely, inside. I was, after all, a stripper. * * * "Hi there, sleepy-head!" Kristanna greeted me bright and early in the morning, kneeling down beside me with a smile that was even more ... golden than her tanned, bronzed skin. Kristanna giggled merrily, being her usual, chipper self, as she glanced back at me while nibbling on a piece of toast. I looked around, having just woke up, but did not see Jeremy anywhere. Where was he? I wanted him with me! "Jeremy is in the shower," Kristanna offered, obviously gauging me and my thoughts. "I hope he is not imposing? He was wondering if it would be okay if he took a shower, but neither of us wanted to wake you. You've had a rough time." "It's fine," I told her, my voice strained. I felt so sore and achy from everything that happened over the past 36 hours. I never want to be in a hospital bed again! "Hungry?" Kristanna chirped, breaking her toast in half and offering it to me. When I shook my head at her, she shrugged her shoulders and took a big bite instead herself. Truth be told, I was hungry... even more so than last night. "Oh, I have your morning medicine ready whenever you want to take it," she mused. "Are you feeling any better?" "Not really." Oh, I knew something that would enliven my senses and make me feel much better. That would be slipping into a nice, hot shower with Jeremy, and making love to him. "So what do we have to do to convince you to finally come back to the island and be with us?" Kristanna inquired, getting right to the point. She had never been afraid to speak her mind. "It's time you come home, Pamela." I held back a laugh. "What is home? Really?" "Home is the place where you wake up every day ...