Into the Earth.
Following her gaze he saw the turtle above them, silhouetted against the brightness of the surface, an impossible massive bird in slow motion flight. Her bright eyes followed it until it disappeared in the distance.
Turning around he found the eel with the cleaning crew had vanished into the maze of coral. They continued along, looking into crevices for small critters until the buzzer on her wrist went off, signaling a return to the boat. Looking around they could make out the bright, LED flashes on the boats anchor line, signaling the direction of their return. They swam slowly towards it, their eyes still full of the life in and around the reef.
After the slow assent to the surface a crewman took her snuba device and stacked it with others before helping her out of the water. She chattered excitedly with others on deck, "Did you see ...," "They were so colorful ...," "No, I didn't see the turtle ..." After the snuba'ers exited the water the few scuba divers climbed out, clumsy under the weight of their gear. After struggling free and stowing his gear he joined her on the bench, the animation of her face and flamboyant hand gestures bringing back the thrill of the first dive for him.
The roar of the boat engines and the rush of the wind as the boat sped back to the dock made further conversation difficult and he sat content with the warmth of her body leaning against him. He was admiring her cleavage when she tilted her head back and whispered, "Are you looking down my top?" A quick admittance of the fact seemed the wisest course and she reached one hand up, pulling his head down to her neck, which he promptly kissed.
"You're going to get incredibly lucky when we get back to the room," she teased as she pushed his eager lips away from her neck. "But not before ..."
She expected him to rush back to the room but he surprised her when they stopped at the hotel's restaurant for lunch. He ate slowly, appearing to savor every bite of his lunch, hoping he was now teasing her, "You think I'm helpless to your feminine charms," he said, "But I can resist ..."
She glanced around the patio before slowly licking her lips and then took a slow, seductive bite of a strawberry. "You are, are you?" She languidly selected another strawberry and licked it before briefly sucking on it. She smiled at his rapt attention, interest in his plate forgotten. She slipped her foot from her sandal and slid it up his leg, bringing it to a stop and letting it rest in his lap. She next wiggled her foot and felt him firming, "Resistance is futile," she said.
A few minutes later they were kissing in the elevator, her hand rubbing him through his thin shorts while her tongue explored his lips and mouth. Once within the room she allowed him to remove her top and she wrapped her legs around him when he picked her up. She let her head fall back as he kissed and sucked her hard nipples. She struggled free then pushed him back and darted into the bathroom, the confused look on his face: priceless.
She showered slowly then toweled off, half expecting to find him sitting puppylike by the door when she opened it, still naked from her shower. Instead, she saw him out on the patio, looking out over the water. Pulling the bedspread off she stretched out in the middle of the bed then called, "Your turn." He turned eager eyes towards her naked form but was headed off by her pointing to the bathroom, "Shower first."
His eyes didn't leave her form as he strolled, as calmly as possible, around the bed towards the shower. In a wanton display of her control she spread her legs and slid a finger through her wetness, "Better hurry, or I'll finish without you." She heard the shower start a nano-second later. "Around my little finger," she said to the closed door.
He emerged mere moments later; missed beads of water still dripping down his body as he once again approached the bed. She sat up and swung her legs off the bed, "Come here, puppydog," she teased.