The morning sun cast a golden glow over the serene waters of the Manhattan river, as Chris and Lily's yacht glided smoothly towards their destination. The night had been filled with passionate lovemaking, the memories of which still lingered on their skin. As the boat docked at the private island, Chris couldn't wait to show Lily the surprise he had prepared.
Lily, with her heart racing in anticipation, stepped onto the deck and took in the breathtaking view. The island was a tropical paradise, with white sandy beaches and crystal-clear waters. She let out a gasp of delight, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Oh, Chris, it's beautiful! I love it already!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with joy.
Chris smiled, his blue eyes twinkling with satisfaction. "I knew you would, my love. This place holds a special meaning for me, and I wanted to share it with you." He took her hand, his touch sending shivers down her spine, and led her towards the shore.
