It’s strange, but part of me likes being here alone with him. He’s different now, almost kind and gentle with me. He always makes sure I have food. He’s quite the tree climber and has managed to find us eggs—I’m not sure what from and I don’t ask, I just know they taste good. I never knew Lucas would be quite the survivalist. We’ve not ventured too far inland because we don’t want to get lost.

  Lucas says I need to stay on the shore incase our rescue comes, but I hate when he leaves me alone to gather firewood and food.

  He’s gone exploring now and has been gone a while. Though I have no real concept of time. Minutes can feel like hours. I poke at the sand with my stick, erasing our game of Tic Tac Toe from last night.

  I shove up from my spot hating that the sand seems to cling to every part of my body and in places I wish that it wouldn’t. While the island has its beauty, I would give almost anything for a hot shower and to brush my teeth with something other than my finger, mint-like leaves and sea water.

  Walking along the shore I entertain myself with collecting seashells, using the skirt of my dress to carry them back to our small camp.

  “Rachel!” Lucas shouts wildly running toward me.

  Heart leaping to my throat I meet him at the edge of the trees. “What? What? Are you hurt?”

  “No.” He smiles brilliantly. “I found something.”

  “A secret fully furnished hut?”

  “Wishful thinking, but I think you’ll like this.”

  “Um…kay…” I lace my fingers in his, wondering if I should mention that my going into the trees with him means that no one will be on the beach to watch for our rescue, but decide against it. Lucas looks so happy right now I don’t want to ruin his good mood. He’s been driving me crazy the last two days. I kind of expected after what we shared in the tent that he would make love to me, or at least try. I’m getting so desperate I might beg him if he doesn’t soon. The only thing that has stopped me is the fact I can’t bathe. Sure, there’s water, but without soap…

  Lucas tugs me deeper through the lush green leaves and trees. Gorgeous orange and pink flowers are in full bloom surround us. Lucas leads me further into the thickness of the vines until we reach a rock formation that forms a wall around the clearest aqua pool I’ve ever seen with a waterfall at the edge. “Whoa.”

  “I’ve tested the water. It’s fresh. We can use it to boil for our drinking water.”

  “What is this place? It’s beautiful.”

  “Wanna go for a swim?”

  I nod. Lucas strips to his boxer briefs and I peel my dress over my head revealing my thin white cotton undergarments. Lucas’s gaze roams my curves, but I don’t feel self-conscious. The way he looks at me…makes me feel beautiful.

  He shoots me a wink and a cocky grin, then jumps right into the water. I’m a bit more cautious, slinking along the water’s edge, dipping a toe in. I’m surprised to find the water warm like that of a bath.

  “Come on. Don’t be a chicken.”

  I shake my head but slowly descend into the water. It comes to my chest and Lucas grabs me around the waist, pulling me flush against him. Could it be we’ve found our own tropical oasis where nothing or no one else exists? A place where nothing else matters but us and the way he makes me feel? I hope so, but there’s a part of me that knows this is all a mirage and when our time here is over, this will all be nothing more than a dream.

  I hook my legs around his middle and cradle my arms around his neck, as he takes me deeper into the water. Those gorgeous eyes meet mine and then he kisses me. Deep and wet, thrusting his tongue between my lips. With his kiss, Lucas Packard owns me completely. I’m pretty sure there isn’t anything I won’t do to stay like this with him forever.

  “Fuck, princess. You’re so beautiful.” He stokes my cheek. His erection pokes against my panties. “I want you more than you know.”

  “Then do something about it. You’ve been driving me crazy the last two days, Lucas,” I confess.

  “You deserve better than some rickety tent and getting sand up your ass.” He grins.

  “It doesn’t matter where, Lucas. All that matters is that it’s you.”

  The sun glares down at us and he pulls me under the water, hands moving to take off my bra. With a flick of his wrist he manages to undo the snaps in the back. We float back to the surface still attached. My breasts bob in the water for a second and then are smashed against his slick muscled chest. I push off his shoulders, disengaging my legs from his waist and attempt to swim away. He grabs my ankles, pulling me toward him as I float on my back. The water feels amazing, but his touch is even better.

  We horseplay in the water, splashing and dunking each other until we’re both getting breathless and hungry for more. There’s a small beachy area. I find my way there and lay on the sand not caring that it’s sticking to my hair and skin. Lucas drops my bra on top of a rock to dry.

  My hair covers my breasts, he’s the first man to ever see me topless.

  Sitting next to me, knees drawn to his chest he stares out at the water.

  I grab a smooth pebble and hold it out to him. “A rock for your thoughts.” I’m rewarded with his full brilliant smile.

  “You make me crazy. I’ve never wanted anything or anyone the way I crave you. I feel protective and possessive. If I told you what I’m truly thinking, it would scare the hell out of you.”

  “Try me, Lucas,” I dare him.

  Shifting, he lays on his back next to me. I grab his hand, butterflies flutter in my belly and I take a chance he won’t push me away. Bringing his knuckles to my lips, I kiss them.

  “Tell me. You owe me that much after all the crappy things you’ve said to me before we washed up here.”

  I hold his palm over my stomach wishing he’d make a move.

  “What I want, Rachel…,” he growls, but then stops himself. I move my fingers over his hand and wait. “Damn it,” he says. “Rachel, I want to own you in every way possible. I want to possess you. I want to fuck you so hard and deep I get you pregnant on the first try so no one else can ever have you. I want you tied to me. I want you to belong to me in every sense of the word. That’s what I want.” His gaze meets mine, intense and full of such raw hunger my body quivers.

  I can tell how hard that was for him to admit, but the truth is, it’s like a miracle to me. It’s the answer to every dream I’ve ever had. Happiness courses through my body and despite all of the unknowns, I know that right now is the time to be completely honest with Lucas and to let my guard down. I’ve been hiding what I feel for so long, that I even hide it from myself. That has to end now.

  “Lucas, we may never leave this island. So, who’s to stop us like living like we want to? I want you.” He stares at me, his eyes boring into mine and my voice drops down, as shyness and nerves war with each other. “I think I fell in love with you the first time I ever saw you, and in case you were wondering, that was long before our parents ever met. Before you were such a jerk to me. I remember seeing you once playing basketball at the park in town.”

  “I’m a jerk, huh?” He laughs, and I smile at him, despite blushing deeply.

  “You’re an asshole when you want to be.”

  “Language,” he growls, and I find it funny because he cusses like a sailor.

  I let out a giggle and his gaze darkens.

  “What’s so funny?” he leans over me.

  “You telling me to watch my mouth like anyone is around to hear me but you.”

  “Your mouth is much too pretty for ugly words, Rachel.” My breath stalls in my chest at his sweetness. His fingers stroke my cheek. I never want him to stop touching me.

  With my hand still covering his on my belly, I guide his palm lower until it hits my soaked panties. I know he’s holding back and trying to be respectful and do the right thing, but I don’t want him to be good. I want him to be bad, really bad.

  “There’s no one to interrupt us this time,” I tell him.

  Crashing his mouth down to mine, Lucas finally gives in. Feverish and greedy he takes what I’m offering to him—me…all of me. Mind. Heart. Body. I want to give it all to Lucas.

  Brushing my hair from my chest, he kisses down my neck, leaving a trail of fire burning inside of me. Capping his lips over my nipple, he sucks and nibbles the taunt skin, while slipping his hand between my thighs, touching me where I want to feel him the most.

  My pussy is drenched and aching for Lucas. I’m coming apart at the seams, unraveling under his heated and fiery touch. His thick fingers tease at my clit, rubbing in a circular motion. He looks up at me. “Are you okay?”

  “Never better. Don’t stop, Lucas. Please don’t stop.”

  Lucas jerks my panties clean off. Spreading my legs, he settles between them back in the position we were in the other night before Daniel interrupted us.

  This is it. Finally, I’m going to belong to Lucas. I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life.

  14

  Lucas

  “You’re exquisite, Rachel. One of a kind and made to bring my every fantasy to life.” I gaze into her deep green eyes, feeling more content than I ever have in my entire life

  Rachel makes me feel complete. I don’t deserve her, but I want her. Strumming my fingers up and down her side, I kneel between her legs and spread her thighs wide. I stare at her pretty pink pussy, ready to take her virginity. My cock aches to be inside her, practically weeping with pre-cum beading on the tip. Taking time to prime her, I insert two fingers into that sweet velvet heat. She’s so damn tight and wet, so ready for her man. Her hips flex as I gently fuck her with my fingers. Her back bows, arching up into my hand, eager for more. “You ever touch yourself, princess?”

  “Mhmm,” she moans.

  “Who are you thinking of when you do it?”

  “You, Lucas. Since the night you spanked me, I make myself come every night, thinking about you.”

  “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

  “For you,” she hisses.

  I move my fingers in a come-hither motion, teasing her, priming her for my cock. Her juices coat my fingers. She’s more than ready and I’m tired of waiting. Shedding my boxers, sand biting into my knees, I gaze down at the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes. Vibrant red hair, the greenest of eyes, perfect curves, she’s all that I could ever want. Here on the island we’re in our own world, but the truth is, Rachel is my world. Rubbing my cock over her pussy, her sweet juices coat my shaft. I tease Rachel, taking my time, enjoying how it feels, and the pleasure we’re both getting from it. I smack the head of my cock against her clit.

  “You want this cock, don’t you, princess?”

  “Please, Lucas. I want you.”

  “You have me.” I kiss her lips, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, drinking her in, unable to get enough. Rachel hooks her legs around my waist, and I guide myself in, her pussy stretching over my girth to accept me. The head of my cock presses inside her silken depths. Rachel clenches tight around me, a tear stinging her cheek as I push further in, claiming her virginity with one thrust. I still inside her, giving her time to adjust to me. Brushing my thumb across her cheek, I wipe away her tear. “You okay?”

  “I’m good.”

  “You sure?”

  “Lucas, I’ve never been happier.”

  Our lips meet and I start to move. Deep, long, hard, strokes I pump in and out of her tight, wet hole. Rachel’s pussy will curve to my dick by the time I’m through with her. I should be gentler since it’s her first time, but I can’t hold back. I’ve thought about this moment so many times. Jerked off to the idea of her and now that I have her, the fantasy pales in comparison. I never dreamed it’d feel this damn good, but I’ve opened the gates to heaven and found paradise.

  Scratching her nails down my back, Rachel starts to move with me, matching the rhythm. My princess gives as good as she gets. If she’s this good the first time I nearly come at the thought of how it will be once she’s more experienced and we both learn what brings us the most pleasure together.

  “Lucas?”

  “What, princess?” I grunt.

  “I love you.” her words freeze me. She said it before, in passing, but I didn’t put stock into it. Now, while I’m buried inside of her, her gaze centered on me, those words take on new promise.

  I pause inside her, her body pulsing and writhing beneath me. I peer into the depths of her eyes, green liquid pools that steal my breath. In them, I can literally see pure love radiating back at me. How can she love me so easily after how I’ve behaved?

  “Did I say something wrong? I get it if you don’t feel the same way, I just…” she bites her bottom lip and my cock jerks inside her. “I wanted you to know that.”

  “I don’t deserve your beauty or your heart, but I love you, Rachel.”

  “Lucas, you don’t have to say that—”

  My hand goes against the side of her neck and I hold her so she can’t look away.

  “I love you, Rachel. I’ll love you for the rest of my life,” I vow, my cock swelling inside of her, this moment meaning so much more than I ever thought possible.

  “You mean that don’t you Lucas? You didn’t want to love me, but you do,” she says, her voice full of wonder.

  “Yes,” I growl and roll us over so that she’s straddling me. I want to watch her as she finds her release.

  Sand clings to my back and the sun shines down on us. It feels like an omen telling us that everything is going to work out—proof that together the world belongs to Rachel and me. Honestly, right now I don’t care if our rescue ever arrives. I have all I need. I have Rachel.

  Her perfect tits bounce as she starts to grind down on my erection. Rolling her hips, she’s poetry in motion. A natural. Perfect in every way. I feel her pussy clench down on my cock, the muscle fluttering and I know she’s close. My fingers dig into her ass as I watch her find her pleasure.

  Her eyes flicker shut, as she throws her head back, moving up and down on my shaft faster and faster, fingers caressing her nipples, rolling and pinching the tender buds. The sight is beautiful and erotic.

  Her pussy clenches around me and I know she’s close. I slap her ass. “Eyes on mine, princess. Let me see you come for your man.” I rub her clit, sending her over the edge. Her body quivers and shakes. Her warmth surrounding me. “That’s it, sweetheart,” I coax.

  Rachel falls forward. I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight, thrusting upward chasing my own release and finding it easily. I know I should pull out, but I don’t want to. She feels too damn good and I want to own her in every way possible. I want Rachel tied to me forever.

  She stays where she is, I draw circles over her back until she lulls to sleep. We stay on the beach connected and despite everything, I feel like the luckiest man in the world.

  15

  Lucas

  Rachel takes a swig of water from our canteen to wash down her eggs. “What do you miss most? Like if you could have anything to eat right now, what would you want?” she asks.

  “I have what I like right here.” I squeeze her knee.

  “I’m being serious.”

  “So am I, princess.”

  “I mean real food and not me, Lucas,” she sulks.

  “Fine. I’d want a big juicy steak with a baked potato, garlic bread, and an ice cold beer. What about you?”

  “Pizza. A big greasy pepperoni pizza. And chocolate cake. Lots of cake and caffeine. I’d kill for a soda right about now.”

  “When we get off this island, I’ll buy you all the cake and pizza your heart desires.”

  “Deal.” She stares out at the ocean, watching the waves crash the shore. “Do you think they made it?”

  “I hope so.” I try not to think about it. It’s been nearly a week. “Surely someone should be looking for us. Our boat never made it to port. But if they didn’t reach anyone or if their bodies were recovered no one knows to look for us here. We could be presumed dead. I don’t voice any of this to Rachel. I don’t want to make her sad or to remind her that her mother is likely dead.

  “And if they didn’t?”

  “Then we’ll take each day as it comes and start making preparations for our survival.”

  “You think there’s a possibility then that we’ll be here for a while?”

  “Anything is possible, Rachel.” I shove up from the sand and walk along the shore wondering how big the island is and what’s located on the other side. Rachel catches up to me, slipping her hand in mine. I bring her knuckles to my lips. Then I pause.

  A whirling sound echoes from afar.

  “Do you hear that, Rachel?”

  She goes still next to me.

  “Actually I do. Is that…it sounds like a helicopter. Lucas!” her eye go big and round as she gazes up. The air around us begins to swirl. Sand kicks up pelting our bodies. “We’re saved.”

  “Yes we are.” I wave my arms as the helicopter circles around us. A ladder drops and someone form the coast guard leans out the side with a megaphone. “We can’t land, you’ll need to climb the rope.”

  “This is it, Rachel. You first, princess.”

  She grabs onto the ladder. The helicopter isn’t exactly steady, but she manages to make it part way, so I start up behind her with a perfect view up her dress.

  Rachel gets into the helicopter and I join her shortly after. I hold her close, thinking that this time with her has been perfect, and worrying just how different everything will be once we’re back home.

  16

  Rachel

  We’ve been rescued. There were moments I thought we’d never leave the island and part of me didn’t care because I had Lucas. The moment we were inside the helicopter everything changed. Lucas became his cold and distant self. He is all business now. Even though we feel fine, the two of us are taken to the hospital where Nigel and Daniel were brought once they were picked up by a shipping vessel. Nigel is being treated for an infection in his leg and dehydration. Daniel is dehydrated and severely burned. Hector didn’t make it. They think he passed away from heat stroke. That brings the reality of what we’ve been through home and I know the tears I’ve cried are not only for Hector, but for the reality that my mom is probably gone.

 

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