Page 72 of Stranded

Much to my dismay, there has been no more orgasms since that first night either. They claimed it was too risky for my ankle. I didn’t disagree, but it was hard to lie in a bed all day, snuggling with them and watching their drool-worthy bodies, without wanting more.

They had been very generous with their hugs and kisses, though. Although Kingsley and Bower hadn’t kissed me on the lips yet. I’m not sure why, but I decided not to ask. It was clear they liked me and that was good enough for now.

Weston hadn’t kissed me like he had that first night, but he did give me small pecks on the lips, which I was all too happy to receive.

The problem was all the snuggling and affection has left me worked up and needy. Which might be the main reason I’m so happy to finally be free. Would they give me more orgasms now? And what about them? I hadn’t seen any of them get off yet, and I was sort of dying to see what that would be like.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen a guy reach completion before, but never has it been someone I cared about so deeply.

Weston pulls back and turns around, squatting down in front of me. I don’t hesitate to jump on his back, wrapping my arms and legs around him.

“Hold tight,” he commands before he climbs down the ladder to the ground.

When he bends down and lets me step on to the ground for the first time in weeks, I dip my head back, spread my arms wide and sigh in contentment. “I’ve never been so pleased to be standing on the ground.”

“What do you say you and I go get clean at the waterfall while the others check out the beach?” Bower asks, reaching out a hand to me. I take it instantly, noticing the mischief that seems to shine from his eyes.

“Alright, meet us there when you’re done, I’ll grab some food and we can eat on the beach,” Kingsley says, making me nod my head in excitement. A picnic on the beach is just what I needed after being cooped up for so long.

“Come on, Tink.” I give Kingsley a quick hug goodbye, then move to Weston, who surprises me with a playful smack on the ass and a grin. “Get going,” he says. I giggle at the gesture and reach for Bower’s hand again. We start down the path, our fingers laced together, hands swinging easily between us.

I start humming as I happily march to one of my favorite places on the island.

“You seem awfully happy,” Bower says with a smirk.

“Of course I am! I’m free!” I throw our joined hands up in the air as I laugh.

“I love seeing you like this.” His eyes soften as he looks at me. “Happy and relaxed. I want you to always look this content.”

“Me, too,” I admit with a smile of my own.

When we reach the water, I take a deep breath and pull my clothes off. He’s technically seen me naked before and I don’t need to clean my clothes as they had done that for me while I was stuck in the hut. I had changed into my pilfered shirt and a pair of Kingsley’s boxers on thesecond day. I had to admit they were way more comfortable, especially for lying around all day in.

Now I’m back in my crop top and skirt, the outfit I feel most comfortable in out here.

I stare unabashedly as Bower strips off all his clothes. I lick my lips as my eyes take in every inch of his naked skin. From the tattoos covering his chest, to the semi hard cock that’s pointing towards me.

“Fuck, Tink. If you keep looking at me like that…” he trails off, taking a step closer.

“Then what?” I ask, unable to move my eyes any higher.

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep my hands off of you.”

I finally rip my eyes away from his now very erect cock to look into his beautiful green eyes. “Did I give you the impression that I don’t want your hands all over me?”

“Tink…” he growls, grinding his jaw as his eyes trail down my body. “I don’t think you know what you’re asking for.”

“I know exactly what I’m asking for,” I say, taking a step closer, my hand coming out to grip his cock. “You.”

That seems to be the word that cracks his resolve. His arms encircle me as he lifts me up. My arms wrap around his neck, as my legs hook around his waist and then… he kisses me.

His tongue sweeps in to take control instantly. I’ve been fantasizing about what it’d be like to kiss this man, and it’s nothing like I expected. It feels like he’s consuming my body and my soul as he kisses me senseless.

I moan against him and only realize we must be moving when the water touches my feet. Within seconds, we’re in the deep water and he no longer needs to hold me up. Instead, his hands glide down my back, then he squeezes my ass and pulls me tighter against him.

The way this man kisses is in complete contradiction to how he speaks. There is no humor here, just pure passion as he ravishes my mouth, making me moan as my entire body comes alive from his kiss.

I reach down and find his very hard cock and shift back to allow it to spring up between us, then he pulls me tightly against him. The moment I feel his hardness against my core, a whimper escapes my throat.

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