Desert Island

“Turn around,” I command as she steps toward the water. “Show me that beautiful ass you’ve been tempting me with.”

She bites her bottom lip nervously, but then does a little spin, showing off her round cheeks that I just want to dive my face between. I need to get a taste of her. I’m ready to devour this beauty.

“Come here before I die,” I groan as I reach for her.

She steps onto the rock, her mesmerizing tits hypnotizing me with every bounce and jiggle they make. A warm shiver ripples through me as she dives into the water and disappears below the surface.

My eyes follow her under the water, her long gorgeous hair splayed out behind her as she swims.

I still can’t believe she’s here with me. I’m still not unconvinced that I’ve gone crazy on this island after eight years of solitude and she’s a figment of my imagination. She seems too perfect to be real. I’m constantly worried that I’m going to reach out for her and she’ll disappear in my hands like sand slipping through my fingers.

Her head pops out of the water with a smile on her face that’s all nervous excitement. I close my eyes as I reach for her, expecting her to dissolve as quickly as she came, but my hands touch her solid body and I take a breath of relief, knowing she’s still here. For now.

“Hello,” I whisper as I pull her in close.

“Hi,” she says in an adorable voice as she wraps her legs around me.

My hard cock is standing straight up between us. Every time it grazes her body, it sends a fierce jolt surging through me. I’m tight all over. I need to get some sort of release.

But the need to please her is stronger. It’s what’s in control now.

I lean down and start kissing her neck, her cool skin as tasty as it looks.

She suddenly pulls away, the bar of soap in her clenched hand. “I need to clean up first. I’ve been sweating up a storm out here.”

“You taste perfect like this,” I say as I pull her back and lay soft kisses along her collarbone.

“I’ll taste better clean,” she says as she pushes away again. I groan in frustration. I can’t wait any longer for this girl. It’s killing me. I’ve waited forever.

It hasn’t just been eight years. I’ve never been with a girl before. I’m a virgin too. I’m thirty-three years old now, but I was twenty-five when I first stepped foot on this island.

Before that, I was obsessed with work. Building my company into an international empire was all I could think about. I grew up poor and those long days of hunger I felt deep in my bones were all the motivation I needed to succeed. I didn’t ever want to go hungry again.

I spent every waking hour working on my tech business and I left out all of the finer things in life. I didn’t enjoy my money. I didn’t even enjoy my life.

Women were a distraction. A waste of precious time and energy I could be using to grow my company faster, so I ignored them all. I didn’t partake.

At least, that’s what I thought. Now I know the truth. It was because none of them was Bridget. None of them was my soul mate.

She’s the only one I want. She’s the only one I’ve ever wanted.

I’m glad there weren’t any others. Other women who didn’t mean a thing. I’m glad I’ll be experiencing love, sex, and lust for the first time with her. I want it all to mean something and with her, it will.

“Is that your shower?” Bridget asks as she looks over my shoulder at the waterfall.

“The water pressure is great,” I say with a grin. “Go clean up, so we can get nice and dirty.”

She grins and then kisses me on the lips, a quick one before diving under the water and swimming away.

My face is twisted up in a wolfish grin as I watch her ass while she goes, the water making it all blurry, but it’s still turning me on just the same.

I swim after her toward the waterfall. It’s so loud, but it’s gorgeous. I’ve been here hundreds of times and there’s an opening behind it. A nice flat rock in the shape of a huge bench to sit on. Sometimes I’d sit there and think about all that I was missing, being stranded here alone.

Now, I know that I’ll sit there and think of Bridget, knowing that I’m not missing a thing. Everything I could ever possibly need or want is right here.

I give her some privacy as she stands behind the waterfall and washes up. She tosses me the soap and I clean myself quickly, wanting to smell as good as possible for her as well.