Page 94 of Wrecked
“I always loved this about you,” he says, caressing my face. “No matter how close we got, how deeply we fell, I could always paint these cheeks pink.” His eyes fly to mine. “It drives me fucking crazy.”
I don’t get the chance to respond before he is on top of me, claiming my lips for himself once again. I let him have them, opening for him immediately and sucking his tongue into my mouth. We both moan at the same time. This kiss is different. This kiss is a declaration. I am his and he is mine and nothing in this world is going to change that. His kiss, his touch, they ignite a fire within me. The exhaustion from earlier is extinguished as the flames in my core get higher.
Hotter.
His hands explore the curves of my body, and I lean into his touch. His fingers dance along my sensitive skin, producing goosebumps everywhere they pass. The outside world fades away completely. We aren’t on an island. We didn’t get in a plane crash. He’s not engaged to Katie.
It’s just us.
My hands tangle in his hair as I kiss him deeply, cutting my chest open, exposing the empty cavity laid out before him. I’mdone hiding it. Done ignoring it. My heart is his, so it’s time to face the fact that I’ll never get it back.
I lose myself in him. I’m the moth, he’s the flame. He sets me on fire. My skin burns from his kiss and touch. The cool cavern floor absorbs the heat radiating from my body. Without it, I’m certain I’d burst into flames.
“I love you,” he whispers low, thick with yearning.
“I love you,” I say back, locking my eyes with his and letting him see the truth of those words. Theforgivenessin them. The caves flickering shadows allow me to see the relief in his eyes.
I arch into him, an unspoken plea, one he is more than happy to oblige. He lifts up and slides his boxers down his legs. His cock springs free—big, thick, and weeping with want. He slides his hand between us, grabbing ahold of his dick and gliding it along my wet center. The tip of his cock hits my clit, and I suck in a deep breath at the intense wave of pleasure.
I cross my legs behind his back, using my feet to pull him closer. The anticipation might just kill me. Every time his cock slides forward, he enters me a little further before pulling back out completely. I’m going to come just waiting for him to fuck me.
The air around us is charged with the energy of our sexual connection, adding to the intense erotic sensations he is already delivering. I’m seconds away from crying out with how badly I need him.
“Nate, please.” My frantic desperation is almost comical considering I’ve already come twice.
“I’ve got you, baby. I got you,” he says as he slides into my body, stretching muscles that haven’t been stretched in a long time. He is so big, so thick, and he’s not all the way in yet. He pushes forward, and my eyes roll back into my head. I am so deliciously full right now.
Nate releases a low groan as he fully seats himself inside me. “Fuck, Pip. Fuck, you feel so damn good.” Weboth moan as he nearly pulls all the way out before thrusting back into my body. “I’m not going to be gentle, baby. I…fuck…I can’t.” He slams into me again, and I gasp at the overwhelming sensation. He twists his hips and thrusts forward again, this time hitting that magical spot deep inside me.
“Ahhhh…” I cry out, causing him to do it again. And again. Our bodies slam together over and over until the only sound you can hear is our hips slapping. It’s rough. It’s hot. It’s full of eight years of neglected passion. We aren’t making love. We are fucking away the years that got between us. The people that got between us.
This is a cleansing.
The sound of water dripping behind us creates a tempo, causing the rhythm of our thrusts to match. We move together, our bodies harmonizing in the most recognizable way. We’ve been apart for so many years, but our bodies have never forgotten each other. Each of our movements are fluid, like we know exactly what the other needs.
Nate gets on his knees and grabs my legs, tossing them over his shoulder. The position causes him to reach even deeper inside me. We both moan long and low at the sensation. He increases his pace, fucking me hard and fast. He thrusts so deep he hits that magical spot inside me while reaching down to rub his thumb in circles around my clit.
“Fuck baby. So tight, so fucking tight,” he groans, sweat dripping from his face. “Goddamn. So good. You take my cock so well, don’t you.”
“Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I cry out. The pressure building inside me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It makes me terrified to chase it, but at the same time, Ineedit.
Somehow, he sinks even deeper inside of me.
I’m going to detonate. I need to release this intense feeling building in my core. Sweat drips down my face, I stretch my neck backward and slap my hands against the stone floor. Isqueeze my eyes closed as it continues to build and build. Flashing lights impair my vision, my whole entire body tingles from the force, and then finally I reach the peak.
I explode in a kaleidoscope of sensations. My vision is dim, my head is floating, my body is immersed in pleasure. It’s carnal. It’s otherworldly.
It’s us.
I nearly black out as my orgasm consumes me. Pleasure ripples through my entire body, like an undercurrent of magic. The sounds coming from my mouth become a mixture of moans and whimpers. My cries grow louder and louder, ricocheting around the cave system.
Just as my body starts to settle, I feel Nate tense above me.
“Fuck… fuuuuuck,” he cries out, and I feel his release fill me up. He thrusts, faster and harder, pouring his come into me. I love the feeling, the sensation as it begins to drip down the sides of my legs.
He drops down on top of me, but I hardly feel his weight. It’s like I was transported to another time and space. Everything feels weightless, limitless. Nate rolls off to the side and pulls me into his arms.
We are naked. In a cave. On an island.
