Honeymoon on Stark's Private Island

June 1947, Paradise Cay, Bahamas

Howard Stark had bought a small island in the Bahamas; just a white Mediterranean villa with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the sea, an infinity pool that reached into the ocean, and a beach where only the sound of waves and laughter lapped.

First Night: Pool at Night

The air was still warm; the full moon shone on the turquoise water. Sarah entered the pool in a one-piece red swimsuit; the thin fabric clung to her muscular body, her breasts protruding beneath it, her slim waist glistening in the water.

Howard stood by the pool in black shorts and a martini glass in his hand. "Mrs. Stark... I thought Captain America only swam with a shield."

Sarah laughed, splashing water at him. “Come in, Mr. Genius. Let me show you how to swim.”

Howard jumped in. The water was up to his waist, but Sarah lifted him up, wrapping her legs around his waist. Their lips met; a salty kiss, full of sea salt and martinis. Howard put his hand behind Sarah’s waist, untied the strap of her swimsuit. The fabric fell, Sarah’s breasts were free, the tips of her pink nipples hard in the moonlight.

Sarah carried him to the edge of the pool, sat him on the marble steps. She pulled down Howard’s shorts, his cock hard and throbbing. Sarah wrapped her lips around him, slow, deep, as the water rippled around them. Howard moaned, his hand digging into Sarah’s wet hair.

Then Sarah sat on him. The water rose to their chests, she lowered herself slowly, feeling Howard jump inside her. "Howard... God..." Howard arched his back, going deeper. His hands on Sarah's hips, as if he wanted to hold her forever. Sarah increased her speed, the water rippled, the moon shining in their eyes. The climax hit them both like an ocean wave; Sarah moaned, her body arched, Howard emptied inside her.