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“Damnit,” I growled. “Do you have to fuck up my good time?”
I grinned, and she laughed again. We got up, brushed a lot of sand from our skin and clothes, then I took her hand and led her over to a group of smaller trees with trunks the right size for building our first shelter. I used the knife from the survival kit to cut them down – wanting to keep my jackknife sharp for hunting – then placed them deep into the sand on the top of the dune near the beach. I had six long poles about eight feet apart forked together at the top with a longer, thicker pole over the top of them. Though obviously fatigued and possibly suffering from minor muscle atrophy, Raine helped me place as many straight, long poles as we could find over one side, then covered the whole side with palm fronds.
“It doesn’t look anything like the huts on Gilligan’s Island,” Raine observed.
“I’ll work on that tomorrow,” I snorted. “I’ll see about making one of those bicycle carts as well so you can fan yourself with a palm frond while I drive you around the island. Maybe some bamboo golf clubs, too.”
Raine giggled and placed a few more fronds over the top. I pulled one back and showed her how to lace the top layer together to make a more watertight roof.
“It might not look like much,” I said, “but it will give us what we need for now. I will build you something better in time.”
“I was only joking,” Raine said, looking down at the ground for a moment before glancing back up at me through her lashes. I took a step forward and lifted her chin with my forefinger.
“I know,” I told her. “I’ll still make you something better.”
I placed my lips against hers for a moment and was rewarded with her glorious smile when I pulled back. I toyed with the idea of turning the kiss into something more, but irrespective of my protesting cock, I needed to get her basic needs taken care of before I could consider indulging my baser ones.
“Now we find water,” I said. “I’m going to climb up there. You are going to start digging.”
“Digging?”
“Yeah, you can use the paddle from the raft to dig in the sand. It should make things go pretty fast. We need a hole about three feet across and two feet deep. Find a place on the beach that will be in the sun most of the day.”
“O…kay…”
I winked at her and then walked over to the first of the coconut trees. I took a deep breath, hoping I could remember how to do this. I placed one hand on the far side of the trunk and the other one right in front of me at the same level as my chest. I found my center of balance and then jumped, placing my feet on either side of the tree. I pushed up with my legs, allowing my hands to rise up with me, then held on and jumped with my legs again. Using this method, I quickly leap-frogged my way to the top and started throwing green coconuts down to the ground.
By the time I had cleaned out three trees, Raine had a pretty good start on the hole for the still. I went to the raft and pulled the top part of the collection canopy off the roof. It was clear plastic and exactly what I needed. I collected as much greenery as I could from the edge of the jungle area and brought it back to Raine. Once we had the hole finished, I placed one of the water containers at the bottom of the hole and placed the greenery all around it. Then the plastic sheet went over the top, and I anchored it down with a few rocks. Finally, the last, smaller rock went in the center of the plastic – right above the water container.
“The green plants are full of water,” I told Raine. “Once the sun reacts with it, it will form condensation on the plastic which will then run into the water container. It won’t be a lot, but between this and the coconuts, it will be enough until we find a better source.”
“You really are incredible,” Raine said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her lips to mine.
“And you have been in the sun too long,” I said, forcing my
self to pull away from her. I ran my finger over her warm cheeks. “Let’s get you under the shelter. You need to drink, and eat, too.”
Raine protested, but I reminded her she had already appointed me boss, so she had to do what I said. I cracked open two of the coconuts, and we shared the water inside before eating the nutmeat. After our snack, I decided to see what I could find on the reef while Raine rested out of the sun.
There was a decent-sized outcropping of rocks on the south side of the beach, which served as a home to a variety of potential meals – including crabs and mussels. The mussels were easy – I just pulled them off the rocks and tossed them into one of the plastic bags that previously held part of the raft’s survival kit. When I leaned over to pull some out from in one of the tidal pools created between rocks, the sun hit the water so I could see my reflection. Damn, I looked rough.
Once I had a decent number of mussels, I sat back and looked into the water again while running my hand over the full beard I seemed to be sporting. I released my jackknife from my belt, ran water over my face, and started shaving it off. It took a while since it was pretty long, but I managed to get it done without cutting myself, thanks to the sharpness of my knife. I looked back into the pool, turning my head so I could see different angles. I checked my face with my fingers, found a bit I missed and corrected it. I ran my hands over my cheeks and neck, pretty impressed that I could get such a close shave under these circumstances. My reflection informed me I was at least passable, so I kissed the edge of the blade, folded the knife up, and put it away.
I grabbed two crabs off the rocks and smashed them open before adding them to the bag. I ended up being pinched by one in the process, but it didn’t break the skin. I would have to be careful about that – the lack of antibiotics was probably the biggest concern we would have now. I picked up dinner and started into the green area at the edge of the beach, picking up pieces of wood that would burn well for a cooking fire before heading back. Raine wasn’t at the lean-to shelter when I got back, which pissed me off until I saw where she was.
I looked out over the water and saw her out there up to her shoulders but not out far. She must have been sitting down in the sand in what would have been water up to her thighs if she was standing. She was running her hands all over herself with water and a glob of sand apparently trying to take a bath.
I kept my eye on her as I placed the wood into the fire pit I had constructed earlier, just a few feet from the shelter. Raine was now running her hands through her hair, trying to remove sand with her fingers. When she held her arms up to pull each strand out straight, I could easily see the curve of one of her breasts from the back. That’s when my eyes registered her clothes lying in a pile on the sand not too far from the water’s edge and realized she was out there completely naked. Not surprisingly, my cock was very appreciative of this bit of information, and he jumped up to attention, trying to get a better look as the waves splashed around her.
Lucky waves.
I should have averted my eyes as soon as I figured all this out, but there wasn’t any way in hell I was going to do so. Ultimately, I was still an asshole. Instead of acting the part of a gentleman, I made sure the fire was going well and walked onto the beach, trying to be as quiet as possible. It wasn’t difficult to come up to the edge of the water without being heard since the surf was pretty loud. She was still mostly covered by the water, unfortunately, but she had to come out sometime, so I sat on the sand just a foot from her discarded clothing and watched. After about five more minutes, Raine seemed to finish her task and started to get up, turning as she did. I got a pretty decent glimpse of a beautiful pair of breasts before she saw me.
“Oh my God!” she screamed, dropping back into the water on her stomach.
I knew I was being an ass, but I couldn’t help it. I laughed out loud.
“Need some help?” I offered with a cocky grin.
