We awaken together after our short nap. We hold each other tightly, feeling the warmth of our naked bodies against each other. We are still sticky from the chocolate and we run our fingers over each other, looking for the last remnants of chocolate. I reach over and grab the chocolate covered strawberries and the champagne, and we feed each other berries and wash them down with the champagne.
"We need to clean ourselves off. Why don't we go for a swim?" I ask.
You tell me that you didn't bring a suit, and I laugh. I walk you, naked, up to the back of the cockpit and we lower a ladder into the water.
"Low tide about now. We should be able to stand here."
I climb down first and you follow. The water is cool, but not cold. You turn around and see the Manhattan skyline fully lit, and you gasp at the sight.
"I had them do this all for you, sweetie" I say, smiling.
We swim around the boat for a short time, making sure that the current is not too strong.
We find that we can indeed stand in the shallows near the lighthouse. The bottom is rocky, and we stand on some large submerged boulders, holding hands.
You turn and kiss me; I kiss you back and pull you tightly against me. I can feel the hardness of your nipples pressing into my chest. I hold you up off the bottom by your sweet firm ass, and you wrap your legs around me. We stand there for what seems like hours, kissing each other deeply with the lights of the city reflecting off the water and our wet skin.