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“All right,” I say, leaning down to unlace my boots, peeling off my socks, sliding off my shorts. I lift my tee shirt up, over my head, tossing it in my pile.
When I look up to Flint, he looks away. “I swear if I get a look at you nearly naked, I’ll stare,” he says.
“I don’t mind,” I tell him. “I’ve never had a man stare at me before.”
“That’s not possible. You just didn’t know he was looking.”
I laugh. “Uh, okay. But I’ve never even had a boyfriend or gone on many dates. If any guys liked what they saw, they didn’t say anything.”
“Well, maybe that was the problem. You were thinking about guys, when what you really needed was a man.”
4
Flint
Her lips fall open; she’s speechless.
“Too forward?” I chuckle. “Sorry. I haven’t been around anyone in a long ass time.”
Her cheeks turn pink, and I let my eyes roam over her. Big tits in a white bra, narrow waist and wide hips, panties that don’t cover much.
“Is it crazy to admit I don’t mind?” she asks. “Summer told me I needed to take more chances on myself, on getting the life I wanted.”
“Yeah, and what chance do you want to take right now?”
She smiles. “I’ve never skinny dipped.” She unhooks her bra, letting her breasts free. Her nipples hard and alluring, her panties drop in the sand, her pussy bare. “Not fair if you don’t join me.”
I shake my head in amazement, untying the knot that holds up the leopard hide around my waist. Honestly, I want her to look down, take in my length, but she doesn’t. Instead she grabs my hand, and pulls me to the ocean.
We swim out, dunking ourselves under the water, and my whole fucking world has spun on its axis, into something so much better than I dreamed. I always wanted someone to come through that portal – but what are the odds it would be a woman like her? Smart and sensitive and bright and so damn beautiful?
The water is warm and the waves draw us together. I want to pull her into my arms, let her legs wrap around my waist. I want to feel her body pressed against mine. It’s been so long since I had the pleasure of human contact.
And this isn’t just human contact. It’s Fancy. The kind of woman that has only ever been in my dreams.
“It’s so beautiful,” she says, floating next to me. “I can’t believe it. Look!” She points to the sky, where a pair of birds fly. “They are so big.”
“Do you know the species?”
“Some sort of crane, don’t you think? But wow, the colors.”
“It’s always like that. In the jungle I’ll see a flower, or a fish in the ocean, and just marvel at it.”
She beams. “I like that you notice things like that.”
“Not much to notice out here besides my surroundings.” I reach for her hand, squeezing it. “Except now, you’re here.”
“I should be freaking out, and I am upset about Summer, but everything else?” She swims closer to me. “I’m excited.”
Her body is a foot away, and we’re in shallow enough water that we can stand. Her tits are covered by the water, but when it moves, I can see her big, luscious globes floating. Fuck, she is beautiful.
“I’m excited too.” I draw her to me, wanting her touch. Craving it in a way I’ve never desired anything.
“Oh,” she whispers. “You’re…”
My cock is hard and I pull back. “Sorry. I–”
“No,” she says, drawing her body to mine. “I like it. I’ve just never been with a guy.”
“I’m not a guy.”
She smiles. “Right. You’re a cave man.”
“Exactly,” I say, growling in her ear. “Your cave man, if you’ll have me.”
“I think I’ve been dreaming of you my whole life,” she admits.
“We’re still strangers, practically.”
“But we’re both the only humans on earth. Both here, both…” She licks her lips.
“Horny?”
She smiles. “I am a little embarrassed to admit that.”
“Don’t be embarrassed with me. Hell, I haven’t had a shave in two years and don’t own a bar of soap. We’ll get over our shyness soon enough.”
“I wouldn’t mind speeding up that process,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“No?” I look down at her pink, pouty lips, her body so willing, her heart innocent but curious. “I want to make this first night in a new world easier on you.”
She smiles. “Really? Because I thought you wanted to make it a whole lot harder.”
I chuckle, her humor both turning me on and surprising me. “You’re more than meets the eye, Fancy.”
“What else am I?” she asks, her voice dripping with want.
“Mine,” I grunt before crushing her lips with a kiss. A kiss full of heat and need and desire. A kiss filled with a lifetime of loneliness and heartbreak and goddamn breakdowns. A kiss that feels like hope and tastes like the sun and tells me I’m not crazy. A kiss that reminds me life has a funny way of working out if you don’t give up.
