Page 118 of Wrecked
What the fuck.
“Nate, please.” I offer in case he wants me to beg. Not a problem, I’ll beg…
“Baby, we have chores to do. The traps need checked…the clothes need washed,” he teases.
“Nate, let me make something perfectly clear. If you do not put your mouth back on my pussy RIGHT NOW, you will not be putting yourdickin it tonight.”
He lets out a rough laugh and reaches over to tickle my sides. I burst into giggles, swatting at his hands as I try to escape his assault.
He pulls me on top of him, dragging my wet panties up his chest. I suspend myself, placing a knee on either side of his face, embarrassed by how soaked I became. He guides me forward until my center hovers over his mouth and then pulls my panties to the side.
“Sit,” he demands. He doesn’t wait for me to comply before he brings his free hand around to my ass, pushing me forwarduntil I’m brushing against his mouth. He lifts up and sucks me hard, still holding my panties to the side. He uses his other hand to pull my knees apart until I’m forced to put all of my weight on top of his face.
He groans, the vibrations making me move my hips in desperation. He starts fucking me with his tongue, and I no longer worry if I’m suffocating him. I move my hips in earnest now, riding hard against his mouth, throwing my head back as I chase my climax.
He switches between sucking, licking, and fucking, driving me insane with his wicked tongue. I feel my core start to pulse and realize I’m close. I pull back quickly, sliding down Nate’s body as he gives me a confused look.
“I want to come on your cock.” I pant, sliding his boxers down his legs.
“Fuck,” he breathes, slipping his fingers into my body, wetting them, and giving his cock a few quick strokes.
I don’t even bother to remove my underwear. I just pull them aside like Nate did as he ate me. I lift up and guide his cock inside of me, whimpering as he stretches me impossibly wide.
“Ahhh, shit baby. You feel so good. So wet,” he growls, his eyes flashing with possessiveness.
I slowly move up and down, testing the position. Nate puts his thumb to my clit, rubbing it the way he knows will drive me crazy. He lifts his hips and slams into me as I grind down against him. Within minutes we are both reaching our climax, our body movements becoming erratic.
“Harder, baby. Ride me harder.” He groans as I bounce up and down, increasing my pace. “Fuck. Such a good girl.”
We aren’t making love, we are fucking, dirty and hard. I love when Nate loves me gently, but this? Nothing compares to the animal I bring out in him.
Seconds later, we both are coming so hard that fireworks explode behind my eyes. My heart is racing fast enough to hear it in my ears.
“Ahh…such a good girl, baby. Sucking all of my come into that greedy pussy. Fuck, I love you so much.” He pulls me forward and peppers kisses up my neck as he comes deep inside of me. I can feel him fill me up, and it’s my favorite thing in the world.
His too.
I lift off of Nate, his come dripping down my inner thighs. Nate reaches forward and traces the sticky white substance, pushing it back inside of me with a satisfied grunt.
It’s that exact moment I realize I haven’t been on birth control for eleven months.
Holy. Shit.
When was my last period?
Nate grips my ass, sliding me back down his body. My previous thoughts disappear as he latches onto my center.
“Ahh…ahh…sensitive,” I moan as intense pleasure overwhelms me.
“You denied me my breakfast,” he mumbles against me, talking with his mouth full. He licks me up and down, tasting the two of us combined until I’m coming once again.
We spend the rest of the morning in bed together, neglecting our lobster traps in favor of cuddling.
Nateand I split up for the afternoon, so we can complete our chores for the day. That’s the thing about living off the land, you never get a free day off.
I love it, though. Living this way is so rewarding. There is just something about providing for yourself that is so gratifying.
Honestly, I stopped missing home months ago. Thisishome now. I look forward to growing old on this island with Nate beside me. Home consisted of nothing but agony and dread for both of us. The only good moments we ever had were when we were together, and even then, they were tinged with darkness. Here, we live in a bubble of happiness. Nothing outside can touch what we’ve built. Eleven months feels like eleven years when you spend all your moments with the person you love.
