She’s beautiful, so why hide?
Besides, she has to know I like her very much.
Why else would I go through the trouble of bringing her to this secret spot if not to make her happy? I knew she’d enjoy that shower even though it’s not exactly like the real deal. But it works, so that’s all that matters.
I slowly sink deeper into the lake and drift in the water on my back, basking in the sun. Occasionally, I open one eye only to find her peeking at me over the wood. I don’t mind. I’ll let her look.
She’s going to lick it sooner or later.
And I’m going to fuck that sweet, juicy pussy into the next fucking day.
Just the thought makes my cock burst with excitement, growing rock solid and leaking at the tip.
And her eyes … they glow with need.
It’s a look I recognize all too well.
Fuck … how long has it been? Too long.
I want her so badly, and every goddamn day it’s getting worse. I don’t care if she likes me or hates me. I just want to fuck her and hear her moan while she rides my cock.
Is that too much to ask for? After all, she’s a guest on my island. I take care of her needs, and she takes care of mine, right?
I sigh. I wish it was that easy, but it never is.
Accompanying Song: “Muddy Waters” by LP
Juliet
As he swims around in the water, I peer out the tiny cabin. Our eyes meet again, and I can’t look away.
“Wanna join me?” he muses, smiling.
“Uh … I’m good,” I reply, my voice fluctuating quite a lot.
A devious grin spreads across his lips. “You sure?”
“Um … yeah.”
Could that sound any more untrue?
He shrugs and continues swimming. “Suit yourself.”
Well, shit.
I guess that wasn’t the answer I was hoping for.
But what am I hoping for?
I don’t even know at this point.
All I know is that I’m fighting the urge to go to him.
Fighting the urge to jump his bones … and slide down that huge cock of his.
Because let’s face it, I’m a horny bitch. But I shouldn’t be. I’m stuck on an island with no way off, and now I’m wasting time in a makeshift shower.
Everything about this is so wrong, yet he’s becoming hard to resist.
“Fine, I’ll come down but give me a sec,” I finally say, which only makes his grin bigger.
Of course, I lose my morals within seconds.
How can I not when he’s floating there in the water completely naked?
However, I can’t go like this. I’m butt naked. I have to cover up.
Before I hop out of the shower, I check to see if he’s looking, and I quickly grasp the leaf right in front of me, tearing it off the branch. I wrap it around my lower body and snatch off another one to cover my breasts.
Something creaks and snaps behind me, and I squeal.
It’s Lock.
And he’s still very much naked.
My eyes snap shut. “Lock!” I scream. “What the hell?”
“What?” he replies, and I can feel his body whoosh air past mine.
Did he just go into the shower area? I take a quick peek.
Shit, his ass looks good.
Shouldn’t have done that.
“You’re … naked!”
He washes under the water. “And?”
“So … so … put something on!”
“When I’m showering?” A rumbling laugh escapes his throat, and it sets all my senses on high alert. Goddammit, why does his laugh have to make me lust after him even more?
My whole face turns red. “Well, I wasn’t ready yet. And you just barged in.”
“I just want to shower. Relax.”
“Right.” I huff. “I’m going for a swim.”
As I march off down the stone ledge, he yells, “You still have some leaves stuck to you!”
This only makes me walk faster.
Not because I want to get away from him … but because I’m scared.
Scared of what’s going to happen if I stay around him and his naked body any longer.
I quickly sink into the water with the leaves still on and let them drift away. My nipples peak from the cold, but it’s a nice change from the humid jungle surrounding us.
I swim around for a while, enjoying the view. In the middle of the lake, I find a spot that’s shallow enough to stand but deep enough to cover my body. There, I close my eyes and enjoy the chirping of the crickets and the whistling of the birds.
Until a hand circles my waist.
Two, in fact, snaking around my belly …
My breath hitches in my throat as I feel his breath just below my ear.
“Is this what you want, Jules?”
His voice sets ablaze a fire inside me that not even the water around me can douse.
His lips press on my shoulder, leaving a gentle kiss filled with intentions … and raw need. Just like his hard-on, twitching against my ass, promising sweet, dirty pleasure.