Page 62 of Beautifully Wild

I’m going to enjoy the bliss while I can, and since I’m already breaking all the rules, I intend to break a few more tonight.

His hand reaches around, rubs, and presses my clit. The excitement thrums through my body, rising and rising, and little orgasms explode inside me as I build to climax. My knees weaken. His cock is pounding me, yet I want more of whatever Samuel can give. Lust has taken over our minds, especially knowing I can’t touch him like this when in the village.

“Harder,” I rasp out between breaths.

“I hope you know what you’re asking,” he warns under his breath, and then he slams into me until I’m incapable of uttering another word.

My body aches in a desirable, sexy way. My clit’s swollen, and there’s a steady throbbing between my legs. I’m sore, and I couldn’t be happier. Rolling off the bed, I push up to find my phone and finish sending the messages before I was beautifully distracted.

I owe my family a call and not a text, and since Samuel might be a whilegatheringdinner, I have time on my hands.

Flicking my fingers nervously, I decide to call Yasmine first.

It goes straight to Yasmine’s voicemail. I hope they’re having the time of their life, then I won’t feel as guilty for leaving them. I try Amy next and pace the length of the room waiting for Amy to answer.

“Eden,” Amy screams. “Are you okay?”

“Hey.” I let out a long breath. “More than okay. I’m with Samuel.”

“You found him?” she asks in a higher pitch.

A smile spreads across my face like a victorious child finding all the hidden eggs at Easter, anticipating the joy to come. “Yeah. It’s why I’m calling… to apologize again. I’m not coming to Cusco.”

“What?” she gasps.

“I’m staying here. You can go on without me. I’m staying for as long as I can, so I’m changing my flights.”

“Edes.” Amy makes a sound like she’s going to cry. “I’m worried about you, and I miss you. It’s not the same without you here. Bree left early. She changed her flight for work reasons, and Yasmine spends all her time with Michael since he has taken your spot on the tours. They’re acting weird, whispering and going off alone. I’d rather be a third wheel with you.”

I snort. “I doubt it. I’m staying in a remote village.”

“Canaima looks great on the map.”

“I’m not in Canaima,” I whisper. “I’m closer to Angel Falls.” I really had no other clue to Ulara’s location. “If you need me, call the reception at the lodge and ask to speak to Asoo. I’ll send you the number. He can get a message to me. I’ll be all right, I promise.”

“I feel lost here without you. Can’t Samuel come here with you? Do the trek? Because Yasmine is talking about heading into the Peruvian jungle with Michael.”

I remember my conversation with Yasmine on the bus. This is part of her journey—something I understand better now. “I know she wants to. She mentioned it to me in Brazil. Listen, if you don’t want to go, then wait for her at the hotel. Call me to leave any messages.”

“I can’t believe your father has agreed to this.”

“He didn’t.” I twist a lock of hair around my finger. “I’m about to make the call.”

“He’s gonna lose his shit.”

I know.

“I gotta go, Ames. Talk soon.”

“Stay safe, babe.”

“I will. Love you.”

I end the call with a heavy weight in my gut, knowing how alone Amy feels. I’m torn between going to her or doing what my heart tells me—staying here.

I pull up Dad’s name and wait for what feels like forever for Dad to pick up. It goes to voicemail.

“Dad, it’s Eden. A quick call to let you know I’m okay. I’m staying in Canaima, as I really love this part of the world. I’m not traveling any further with my friends. I know you’ll be mad, but please trust me on this as I’m doing everything to stay safe. I love you and will check in regularly, so you know I’m okay. Bye.”

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