Page 34 of Anyone But You
The waves in the background were resounding and threatened to drown out her tender moans, but my name on her lips pierced through, muffling the background noise.
I need to be closer….
I rolled her onto her back in a swift motion and wedged myself between her parted thighs. She embraced me, circling her arms around my neck and her thick thighs around my lower back. I rocked against her once, pulling another moan from her, and paused to unbutton my dress shirt that she’d commandeered for herself. A kiss trailed every loosened button until I reached her navel. I dipped my tongue in her belly button to tease her a little before sucking her piercing into my mouth—imagining it was her clit.
I traveled back up her generous body and peeled away the shirt, exposing her ample breasts. I latched onto her dark nipples as my dick hung heavy between us. I grabbed myself and nearly winced from the sensitivity and tugged her nipple between my teeth for a quick nip before laving it with my tongue.
“That feels so fucking good,” she murmured, sinking her fingers into my hair. Her nails scratched against my scalp, sending a chill down my spine.
“Of course it does,” I replied with a playful taunt. She responded with a roll of her eyes before kissing me. I abandoned myself and slipped a hand between us. My fingers met the warm wetness that soaked through her panties. I brushed against her clit and marveled at how her thighs clamped around me from the slight contact.
“May I?”
She nodded frantically, peering at me with the most seductive eyes ever. With a crooked finger, I tugged her panties aside, exposing her glistening folds. Like the lustful man I was, I couldn’t prevent my tongue from moistening my lips in anticipation of finally getting a taste of Victoria Caldwell. Ialways imagined we’d be in my office when I’d indulge in my first taste of her. In my fantasy, she was bare-bottomed in my executive chair, spread wide with her legs crooked over the armrests. I’d be on my knees in front of her, servicing her while emails and phone calls went ignored.
“Actually,” she said, pressing her hand against my forehead, preventing me from face-planting in her pussy. “Let’s not.”
“Why not?” I queried.
“I’m big on hygiene, and I feel disgusting.”
“You don’t look disgusting, and you certainly don’t smell disgusting.”
“Knox Neveah Ramsey—”
“You know god damn well that’s not my middle name,” I seethed.
“—I haven’t had a proper shower in 24 hours.”
“We bathed at the waterfall,” I reminded her.
“That’s a typical response from someone who thinks swimming in a chlorinated pool is the same as taking a bath.”
“It’s not?” Victoria kissed her teeth loudly as I chuckled. “I’m kidding. I’d have you know that I use washcloths, too,” I boasted, climbing back up to be face-to-face with her.
She smiled tiredly. “I’m impressed.”
“As you should be,” I said, returning King Dong to my boxers.
Victoria’s words, not mine.
“Honestly, we should rest. It’s been a long, eventful day,” I suggested, buttoning up her shirt.
“It has,” she mumbled, slapping at a mosquito on her arm. “I know what I’m doing tomorrow.”
“What’s that?” I asked, settling beside her.
“Looking for something in the jungle that’ll be a natural mosquito repellent.”
“That’ll be lovely,” I replied, yawning and wrapping an arm around her. Moments later, I realized that Victoria had fallenasleep when I didn’t receive a response. We had our first day stranded on a remote island in the books. Unfortunately, we lost a soul, but I prayed we’d continue to thrive until rescue came for us.
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Tiger Woods
Victoria
“How long have you been up?” I murmured when I felt a slight tug at my braids. Every morning, Knox checked to ensure I had nothing crawling in my hair. I didn’t fuss about it. I was grateful to have a personal primate.
