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opened it with a bit too much force. She didn’t need this shit.  She already had a husband to make her feel bad. She didn’t need a lover on that train to nowhere as well.
    “That’s not what I meant,” Bruno said.
    “It sounded like it.” She rummaged through her clothes, unsure if she was taking things out, or putting it back in.
    She felt him close then. She turned and found him next to her, his face twisted with hurt and concern.
    “Please, Karen.”
    She sighed and softened. Bruno wasn’t Jack. He wasn’t going to poison her heart by picking away at her, bit by bit. “Was that our first fight?”
    He smiled. “I think so. Come, let’s go to the beach.”
    She dangled the strings of her black bikini around her fingers. “Lead the way.”

Four
    With the sun high in the early afternoon sky, Karen and Bruno lounged in the cabaña and listened to the calm of the island.
    Waves rocked toward the shore. In the distance, a lone fishing boat cast nets into the waiting sea. Seagulls squawked overhead. As they gazed out into the island’s crystal blue lagoon, a light breeze passed over them, tussling Karen’s hair around her face. Bruno reached out to tuck the strands behind her ear. She loved it here; right here, right now, feeling his arms wrapped around her, hugging her close. She loved his tenderness. She loved the way he kissed her, tasted her, fucked her. She didn’t want any of it to stop.
    Rising up on her elbows, she looked at his face. He was sleepy; his eyelids hung low and heavy.
    “Why did you choose me?” she asked. The sudden desire to understand how she got here shocked her, but she wanted to know. She needed to know.
    He smiled. “I told you – I could tell you were one hot passionate woman.”
    She smacked him on the arm. “Come on. Why me when you had a whole playgroup full of women practically at your beck and call.”
    “I only cared if I had one woman call when I beck’d–you.”
    “That’s not a word.”
    “Who says?” He grabbed her waist and tickled. “Are you the word boss, Yankee girl?”
    She jerked her body away from him, trying to escape his torturing touches, but he was too quick and too strong.
    “Stop,” she screamed, gulping air between fits of laughter.
    He straddled her, softly kneading his fingers into her waist, neck, and armpits. He got her behind the knees, her most ticklish spot.
    “Please, stop,” she gasped. Tears welled in her eyes. She laughed until she couldn’t breathe.
    “What will you give me?” Bruno said playfully.
    “Anything,” she screamed. “Anything you want.”
    He halted his attack on her. “Anything?”
    She felt his cock harden against her thigh. He leaned in and kissed her, and heat shot through her body. He cupped her breasts, rolling the flesh around in his hands. He gently slid the black fabric to exposed her tight nipples. He closed his mouth down upon one, flicking the flesh with his tongue. Karen moaned and reached for his crotch. He matched her moaning with his own, deep and guttural. In a frenzy of hands and grabs, she released him from his swim shorts.
    “Move your bottoms out of the way,” he said coolly, his eyes burning holes through her.
    She did as he asked, as he commanded, and loosened the strings to her bikini bottom so that he could easily slip inside. She felt his cock push against her opening. Her breath caught. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Fuck me now.”
    He grinned and swept in to plant a deep kiss on her mouth. He shifted his weight, and she spread her legs wide, beckoning him to take her. The anticipation clearly showing on his handsome face, he pushed inside her, but something distracted him. He lifted his head and listened to the beach.
    “Did you hear that?” he said, his eyes wide.
    “Hear what?” she asked. As the words left her lips she heard it too: voices, a lot of them, nearing their stretch of beach. Karen sat up and trained her eyes toward the jetty that separated them from the rest