Captivated by the Blue-Eyed Adonis of Paradise

Did I say two? I lied. There was only one.

The one who had captured my heart with his piercing blue eyes and chiseled physique. I had met him in a secluded beachside villa, where the warm sand and crystal-clear waters seemed to whisper secrets to us as we lounged together. As the sun dipped into the ocean, casting a golden glow over the landscape, he took my hand and led me to the villa's private pool. The water sparkled like diamonds, and I couldn't help but feel like a goddess, worshipped by this Adonis. He began to massage my shoulders, his fingers gliding effortlessly over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. As the massage progressed, his hands wandered lower, tracing the curves of my body.

I felt his hardness pressed against me, and my desire for him grew. He lifted me out of the pool, and I wrapped my legs around him, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine. We moved to the villa's private deck, where a candlelit dinner awaited us. The flames danced in the breeze, casting shadows on his face, making him look even more rugged and handsome. I couldn't help but feel like I was in a dream, where the only reality was him and me, lost in our own little world. As we ate, he told me stories of his travels, of the places he had been and the things he had seen.

I listened, entranced, my eyes never leaving his face. And when he finished, I knew I had to have him. I leaned in, my lips brushing against his. He responded, his kiss deep and passionate. We kissed for what felt like hours, our bodies pressed together, our hearts pounding as one. And when we finally broke apart, gasping for air, he smiled at me, his eyes sparkling with desire.

"Did I say two?" he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "I lied. There was only one. And that one is you."