Page 58 of Totally Wrecked
“I think I saw smoke. Campfire smoke being sent up from the other island.”
Yeah, we are gonna need shoes.
“You think that’s gonna work?” Killian asks.
Melted blue drips have hardened on my fingertips, but I think the first of the “shoes” is done. I throw it to Killian, who immediately drops to the sand and ties the thing onto his foot.
“It’s very ‘Ye’, in that ugly-shoe-aesthetic way,” he says as he takes a few tentative steps.
The sandal stays on his foot.
“I see an Adidas collab in your future.”
By that, I take it the shoe works.
“OK, only three more to go.” Rex picks up some rope to melt. “We’ll leave at first light tomorrow.”
LEANDER
Keyara is fast asleep.
I drag Daisy by her hand over to a fallen tree trunk. I’m trying for some alone time with Daisy, ostensibly to make survival plans. In reality, to get that kiss that didn’t happen last night.
“I’m optimistic about the fish hook, aren't you?” she asks, sitting down and looking awfully serious.
“Absolutely. Everything is going to work out,” I tell her. “We do have one big problem though…”
She looks at me like she’s trying to figure out what I’m going to say.
“...I really fucking need to kiss you. Like, super-badly. It’s a problem.”
It really is.
Honestly, I can’t concentrate on anything but Daisy. Her eyes widen and she gnaws on her bottom lip, which makes me groan.
Then, quite unexpectedly, Daisy leans forward and gently kisses me. Both our mouths are rough from the seawater and sun, but the sweetness of her lips is not at all diminished. I curl my hand around her hair and deepen the kiss, her tongue is hot against mine driving me wild.
And as I could have predicted, it’s the perfect kiss.
Beyond any kiss I’ve ever experienced.
With just this kiss I feel alive, the electricity flowing through my veins is filling me with the opposite of despair.
Fuck, I want her, I want to be inside her, I want her like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. My need for Daisy is as great as my need for water was earlier. I don’t know how long we are going to last on this island, but I am going to claim every drop of pleasure these last days of my life have to offer.
I spin Daisy around and roll her on top of me. The sound of pleasure she makes in her throat makes my cock throb. I’m taking this probably too fast, but it’s hard to slow down. Reluctantly I stop kissing for a moment and hold her head in my hands.
“You doing OK, Daisy?”
She nods. “Am I squashing you?” she asks in return.
“Fuck, Princess. There is nothing I want more than to be crushed by your thighs… smothered by your pussy.” As I say that, I feel her hot wetness flare on my stomach, just where her little pussy is resting.
That’s fucking hot as hell!
I put my hands on her hips and tug her closer towards me. “We might die tomorrow, don’t you think we should spend our potentially last night on earth fucking the living shit out of each other?”
I watch a dozen different expressions cross her face.
