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I complied. I wanted every sweet drop of her. Her legs were starting to shake around me now, and I knew I was going to be getting more, and I had never wanted a woman to come so badly in all my life. I felt likeImight come when she did.
Her body squeezed my tongue as she came, and I felt her quivering all around me, and that was fucking all I could stand. I needed to be inside her immediately.
I pulled away from her long enough to drop my pants. She was lying on her back, trembling in the aftermath of her orgasm, and I took a moment to appreciate how incredibly hot she looked.
If I had my way, I would fuck her five times a day so I could look at this. I would take pictures of this and frame them.
My cock twitched, reminding me that looking at her wasn’t enough for me right now. With a moan of longing, I lowered myself over her and buried myself deep in that tight, wet heat.
It didn’t take me long. I fucked into her five or six times, and then I spilled into her, unable to contain myself anymore. I’d never have believed that something like this would get me so close to the edge. There was a difference between liking to go down on women and the raw need I’d felt when my face had been between her legs.
We were going to be doing that alotmore often.
“You’re so good,” she breathed as my body came down from its high. “So fucking good, Jake. I shouldn’t have held out so long. We should have been doing this for years.”
“You think so?”
“Don’t ever let me try to talk you out of it again. The next time I say it’s not a good idea, I want you to remind me of this moment. I’m never letting you go.”
I closed my eyes against the stir of emotion that welled up in me at those words.
I wasn’t used to feeling things for the women I was with. I wasn’t used to any of this. In so many ways, Olivia had broken the mold.
I slept more easily that night than I had in years. I should have been restless, given that we had no idea when we would get off this island, but I wasn’t. Instead, listening to the soft rush of waves against the sand, I found myself feeling as if I could stay here forever.
I hoped things wouldn’t be different when we made it off the island. I hoped the old tensions between the pair of us wouldn’t come back. I was so happy about the way things had been these past couple of days. It almost made the whole thing worth it.
It would crush me if we were rescued and returned to our usual lives as if none of this had occurred.
It won’t be that way,I told myself firmly.Too much has changed now. We understand so much about each other. We’re not going to let each other go now. It’s like she said. Neither one of us will be able to do that. There’s no going back now that we’ve come this far.
More than anything, I hoped I was right about that.
I was all in with her now, and it was going to break my heart if this went wrong and I had to let her go.
Chapter 18
JAKE
Thegoodenergylastedup until about noon the following day. We spent the morning trying to catch fish, which was only marginally successful until Olivia figured out a way to rig up a makeshift net using the skirt she’d been wearing when we had crashed. With that in hand, we were able to scoop up several small fish, and they made for a satisfying breakfast.
When that was over, we used a piece of the interior bulkhead of the plane, which had been crunched into a rough bowl shape in the crash, to boil up some of the water we had gotten from the stream. It wasn’t comfortable to drink warm water, but we were both thirsty enough not to mind very much.
We spent the rest of the morning collecting firewood and a few more coconuts and hauling them back to our shelter. But somewhere in the course of that process, I began to feel worried.
I could see the concern on Olivia’s face too. Our firewood stack was getting big, which should have been a good thing, of course—but it really only made sense to have this much wood on hand if we were going to be here for a long time.
I wasn’t sure how or even if I should bring it up, but Olivia made the decision for me. “How much wood should we be getting?” she asked.
I understood right away what she was getting at. “There’s really no way of knowing.”
“Do you think… I mean, how long can we survive here?”
That was a question I’d been trying not to ask myself. “I mean, as long as we keep catching fish, we should be all right for a while. We’ve got the basic necessities. Food, shelter, water…”
“That’s not good enough,” she argued. “I mean, for a short while, it is, but eventually, we’re going to need other nutrients. Things we can’t get from fish and coconut. Haven’t you ever heard of pirates dying of scurvy?”
“You’re afraid we’re going to getscurvy?”
