Island Rush (58 page)

Looking up to him, I saw that hot expression still on his face.  His breath was harder and faster, eyebrows dipped in deep feeling.  That was until I pulled him up to kneel in front of me.  My eyes in his, he became quite anxious at the same time I did.  

In that one minute, he had my shirt off, and I had his pants and boxers pulled down, my hand rubbing him.  With my free hand, I managed to get his shirt off too before he shifted to take his pants and boxers off the whole way. 

Though he was now fully naked before me, his eyes grabbed my attention.  I got lost in his eyes giving me love and pleasure. Yes, pleasure. It was the strangest thing too. Just his hungry stare made me moan as sparks spread over me.  However, he wasn’t satisfied or done yet.  He wanted more.

Eagerly, within maybe two minutes, he managed to take every stitch off me too as we kneeled there before each other.  His hands rose, wrapping around my back and pulling me against him.  His face an inch from mine now, he offered me a loving smile.  It turned amusing when he gestured between us and spoke.  “Be careful. I can’t tell you what he is capable of in the condition he is in now.”

I chuckled.  “What condition would that be?”

“An untamed one. He’s thinking about some bad things he wants to do to you. Oh,” he groaned as I gripped harder.  “Now, he’s really excited.”

I smiled. “Good, but he needs to know something first,” I said more seriously as I found Casey’s eyes.  I bit my lip, blushing slightly.  “He needs to remember I am on my period.”

He smiled, shaking his head.  Raising his eyebrows, he leaned forward and spoke softly.  “And…? I know that.”

“Just wanted to remind you, though it’s not too noticeable at the moment anyway.” I knew he was fine with doing it while I was a little bloody down there.  Even still, it was surprising to me. I didn’t think many guys would be okay with that, but he was. 

“I honestly don’t care.  It’s natural, and it’s not something that would scare me out of having sex with my wonderful and beautiful woman,” he smirked and glanced down. “My friend understands that too,” he said, making me laugh.

“Well if that’s the case… I’m ready,” I whispered against his lips when I leaned forward. 

His eyes closed for a small moment as he took in a deep breath.  Knowing I was driving him crazy, I smiled and was happy to see he couldn’t take being teased any longer.  The next second, he gripped the back of my legs and hauled up my upper body with his other arm. With a small squeal and chuckle from me, he smiled down at me.  He now held me bridal style while on his knees.

“Ooh, someone is trying to impress me,” I laughed, wrapping my arm around his neck.

“That’s right,” he said, chuckling too.  Eyes sweet in mine, he stood up swiftly.  He took not even three steps before the bed was there.  Of course, since he was high, excited, and it was dark, he didn’t know that.  He probably thought the bed was a few more feet away than it really was.

He hit his moving knee on the side, and we unexpectedly fell. Of course, he didn’t want to support my weight as he fell.  Casey let me drop from his arms by lightly tossing me the rest of the way onto the bed.

“Ow!” he yelped as we both erupted in laughter at realizing what happened. I sat up, watching him as he struggled the rest of the way up and onto the bed, my laughter causing me to shake. He crawled his way up the bed, the playful smile lasting as he moved towards me.  He pushed me back against the bed, climbing over me and stopping when I was under him.  His face was above mine as he propped himself up.

“Very smooth,” I said through my laughter that still controlled me.

He smiled as he lowered himself against me more.  Those gorgeous eyes of his turned hungry (like I still kind of was for potatoes).  He pressed his lips to my cheek as he ran his fingers along my body.  “Just like you,” he said against my skin.  He kissed my neck deeply as I wrapped my body up against him more, breathing harder.

“You are driving me insane,” I moaned.

He came up and stared down into my eyes intensely.  “Wait until you see what else I’m going to do to you,” he whispered.  “After all… we need to try to break this bed.”

Chapter 59

I woke with the birds calling and the waterfall crashing as our usual music.  I felt a small pressure on my chest, a weight of some sort.  I wasn’t sure what it was at first.  Yet, for a few minutes more, I didn’t gain the energy to open my eyes since I was still half asleep.  Until I did open my eyes, another sound came to my ears that gave me a clue as to what it might be.  A soft snoring on my chest.

At the realization of what was on my chest, I felt a smile spread across my lips.  I slowly opened my eyes and was staring up the wall/roof of our shelter.  It blocked the sun out since we were sleeping on the bed which reached as far back as it could go. 

I tilted my head down and felt my smile grow more as I saw Casey’s face resting against my skin, just above my breasts.  His prickly cheek pressed into my skin, I saw the rest of his body moved off to the side, and all that was on me was most of his upper body and beautiful face.  His peaceful expression and his closed eyelids were in my sight.  I felt my heart warm at how beautiful he was, skin tan and smooth against mine, his soft snores brushing on my skin.  My arm was wrapped around him, resting on his bare back.  With my other arm resting on the bed, I slid that lonely hand up to him and stroked his bangs back with my thumb.

The memories of last night returned and how amazing it all truly felt.  With that, it was still hard to accept, mainly because it was a blur in many ways.  I mean, I got high last night.  The feeling… was unbelievable.  Not to mention what we did
it
while we were high.  Oh god. 

That came back instantly with a blush.  Though the events of that were kind of blurry, I knew they happened with the evidence lying naked on me.  Not to mention, my body was very sore beneath him.  Unlike the other two times we did it, I was actually a little embarrassed at some of the things we did.  Some of those things were clearer than others.  I recall waving hello at his bulge, that he tripped carrying me…. Then I remembered more.  It was more blurry, but I do remember a few things.  Like telling him to take me from behind at some point during the night, which made me cringe.  But the real reason I was embarrassed was because I know we did much more.  I wasn’t exactly sure what it was either.  I know we had sex at least three times but what came back to me was dream-like images.  Like I wasn’t sure if I dreamed some things or not. 

I saw that a small smile spread across his face.  He lightly moaned in his sleep, his snore’s dying off.  I smiled as well despite my small confusion of what happened last night.  It really didn’t matter because I knew that we both had an amazing time and that it was filled with a high caused by more than just the pot.  I was so… so lucky.  So lucky to have a man like him, to know the man lying with me now was the one I wanted for the rest of my life.

I ran my hand that was on his back up and through the back of his hair where my other hand was roaming.  Watching his expressionless face for a minute longer, he finally began to wake.  He groaned and squeezed his eyes closed more.  He shifted a little, moving a hand that was outstretched on the bed to my side.  Without him realizing it yet, he rubbed his hand up my skin, dragging his nails softly up my thigh to my side in a comforting way.

I swear, it was as if he is trying to make me feel guilty with how much love he gives me in such sweet ways.  I smiled and bit my lip as I continued stroking his hair, his breath on my bare skin increasing as I saw his eyes begin to flutter.  When he finally did open his eyes, he glanced up to me.

“Hi,” I said. 

He smiled and sat up a little, his chin resting on my chest now.  There was love swimming in his eyes along with amusement.  “Hello to you too… wild woman.”

I groaned and laughed despite the blush spreading over me. “Please tell me what happened.  I don’t know if some things were a dream or if they really happened.”

He bit his lip with a sly smile and crawled up my body more, pressing his forehead against mine, his hands running up and down my sides lightly.  “Well, that means they probably all were real.”

“Can you recall most of what happened?”

His eyes in mine, I saw he was holding back his smile, but his amusement was plain on his face, which wasn’t a great sign.  If his playful and teasing expression said anything, it was that he did remember it all.

His lips above mine an inch or so, he whispered lightly, “Yeah, I remember.  What do you recall?”

I sighed.  “Well, we goofed around a lot.  Then,” I laughed at the memory.  “Then when you carried me to the bed, you tripped and dropped me.  That was funny.”

It was his turn to blush.  “That was not my fault!  It was dark, I was high, and I didn’t think the bed was as close as it was.”

“Anyway, I also remember you were over me and... god, it felt so good!  I remember screaming so loud and then... then you took me from behind.”  I blushed, recalling more incidences from last night.  “You spanked me and called me your bad girl.”

He laughed as he spoke his next words close to my lips.  “Yeah, that all happened.  It wasn’t a dream... thank god.  Last night was too amazing to be a dream.  Remember anything else?”

“No, not really,” I sighed.  “I do know we had sex again, though.”

He bit his lip, and I knew then that there was much more than just what I remembered.  “That, my dear, is an understatement.”

“Oh god.  Tell me.”

“Well, you started to ride me after that,” he said, blushing himself.  “You called me your ‘sexy pony.’” He laughed, shaking his head. 

I stared at him. When I was about to tell him he had to be just fooling me, I recalled that it actually happened.  I blushed and nodded, trying to accept it.  He chuckled though and said, “Don’t be embarrassed with me, remember?  Last night was one of the most amazingly fun nights of my life.  I loved every single second of it.  You were so wonderful, you couldn’t embarrass yourself.  Trust me.  If we weren’t moaning, then we were busy laughing.”

I smiled and leaned up the rest of the way, kissing him lightly.  “Okay, what else?” I asked.

“Well, we didn’t stop after the first time.”  He smirked and rolled off me, leaning on his side and propping his head up with his arm.  He looked down to me and pulled me against him as I lay on my back, his eyes rolling over me.  “You, of course, managed to tease me some more.  So…”

I shut my eyes and pursed my lips at his words.  I heard him chuckle and caress my cheek.  “Oh boy.  Just tell me!” I said, excited yet nervous to know what was real of all these hazy pictures in my head.  So far, everything he mentioned was already spinning in my head.  I had a good idea of what else happened as more images started to fly in my head.  I still needed validation, though.

He was having a hard time holding himself back from laughing.  “You sure you want to know…?” he stalled.

“Yes!”

“You said that you have been a bad girl and that you needed Mr. Rush to teach you a lesson.  You reminded me that naughty students deserve naughty punishment.” Watching my face the whole time and seeing how wide my eyes were, he couldn’t continue without laughing loudly.  “You really got into it,” he added, laughing and smiling sweetly.

I chuckled with a blush through the shock, happiness swelling up in us.  I reached up and pushed him to his back on the bed.  I moved up towards him, shifting my sore body until I was lying on top of him, his chest against mine this time.  I chuckled and brushed his hair back with a hand, my other running up and down his chest under me.  I felt his hands come to rest on my hips.

“How many times do you figure we--”

He cut me off in a smirk, lips breaking with an answer he already knew.  “Four times.  We were still up by the time it started to become light out.”

“We did it… literally the whole night?” I asked, not recalling the time going by like that.

“I don’t remember details of what we said or did at some points.  I just know that after the fourth time, it was nearly dawn.”

I bit my lip, shaking my head slightly.  “Well, I shouldn’t be surprised we couldn’t stop.  You drive me wild as it is.  Last night, with how relaxed I felt, it made it even better.”

He smiled and leaned up the rest of the way, kissing my lips softly before pulling back and smiling sweetly at me.  I wish we could continue lying here but with the way the sun was shining… I feared it was already late in the day. 

“We need to get up,” I whispered gently.  “I mean out of bed.  We can’t just laze around.”

“No we don’t,” he said, pressing his lips up against mine again, kissing me deeply, sharing with me a deep moan that interrupted the steady flow of music from the birds and flowing water.  My hands on his chest, I slid them up until I was cupping both of his prickly cheeks. 

“Yeah, we do.”

He shook his head.  “No.” He cupped my cheeks as well, now pulling me down to hit his lips.  Kissing him, his warm touch surrounding all of me, I moaned lightly before we broke away.  “Give me one good reason,” he said.

I wanted more than anything to just lie around all day with him.  We are guilty of doing it before, so I know how wonderful it is.  He wasn’t helping as he was just tempting me to stay here in bed all day.  But there were reasons we couldn’t lay in our new bed all day.

“Well, first of all, it is most likely already around two or three in the afternoon.  If we want to catch anything, we better go now.  We don’t know how long that will take.”

Though we now know how to fish, we were still new at it.  Plus, it all depended on chance.  We didn’t know if there would be fish around or if it wouldn’t take long for us to catch a fish, so to be safe, we needed to go now.  Though we had our berries, we needed to make the berries last.  And honestly, my stomach was just driving me so crazy, I couldn’t lay in bed until I eat something more than berries.

After I had explained this to Casey, he sighed and nodded.  Staring at me, he rubbed his thumbs over my cheeks in circles as I was lying on him.  “We can get up.  Now that you say that, I don’t know if I could hold out without food either today.  I just... I don’t want to let you go,” he smiled.

I slid my hands around his neck, resting my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes and breathing deeply.  It allowed for me to take in his lovely scent and warm skin as my fingers lightly played with the ends of his hair on his neck.  “I don’t want you to ever let me go,” I said, my cheek pressed just below his shoulder. 

He chuckled. “You like giving me mixed signals.”  He tilted his head slightly, pressing a soft and caring kiss to my forehead before he moved me off him, sitting up reluctantly.  I smiled sadly, knowing neither one of us wanted to move - but the food was what drove us to action.  Sliding one hand up and through his hair, he brushed it back with the small cover of sweat that laid over us from how hot the day was.

He slid off the bed, and I sluggishly followed after him. Moving into the open and from under the shelter, the sun hit us, lighting up our bare skin.  Looking for my clothes, I found them laying in the grass.  I grabbed my bra and underwear with more moss, putting that on first.  Then, I glanced over to him and saw he was watching me with a smirk.

“What are you looking at?” I asked, teasing him as he met my eyes.

“What do you think I’m staring at?”

“I have a few good guesses I think.” 

He chuckled, leaning down to grab his shirt that was lying in the grass.  His strong arms raising it above his head, my eyes wandered down his body too.  By the time he had it on, he had caught me too.

“Care to tell me what you are looking at?”

“I don’t know,” I muttered.

He chuckled as he started putting on the rest of his clothes.  I turned back, my eyes finding the rest of my clothes.  Bending down, I grabbed a shirt and slid that on.  As I was putting my pants on, I glanced at him and noticed he was now in his shirt and boxers, his pants still on the ground.  He bent down to grab his pants as he went on.

“Well I— AHHH!” He cut his words off with a yelp.  The sound erasing any sign of a smile or laugh on my face, I felt my heart jump at the sight. 

Casey had bent down to pick up his pants, but when he began to lift them up to put them on, he had instantly dropped them with that surprised yelp, jumping back.  He backed away a few feet from where his pants were laying in the grass, his eyes nailed to it. 

“What?  What is it?!” I asked, eyeing the ground around his pants.  My eyes finally caught a rat as it scurried out from under his pants where it had been hiding.  He obviously, had not seen it when he reached down to grab his pants.  He also wasn’t the kind of man to freak out like that over just the sight of a rat.  Meaning…

“Fucking rat!” he hissed.  “It bit me,” he said in a daze, holding his wrist by his other hand, examining the bite on his arm.

I went to his side, taking his wrist in my hand and lifting his arm up closer to my face to get a good look at the bite.  By now, the rat was out of sight, but it left its mark on Casey. And that mark went deeper than either of us wanted to believe at the time. Looking his arm over, I honestly don’t know what I was looking at.  Whether it be a bite that was harmless or not, I wasn’t sure.