Chapter 16
Max
While she looked into mine, I looked back into her eyes as she started moving. It felt so insanely good, I couldn't believe my luck. She placed her hands beside my ears as she bounced up and down, leaning in to kiss me in the meantime. "You can't cum inside," she then whispered into my ear as a reminder.
I nodded, enjoying her warm ragged breaths inside my ear while her pussy kept on taking me inside repeatedly. It was the most intimate feeling ever. As I'd already predicted, it didn't take long for me to reach my peak.
"I'm going to cum, Zi," I moaned after mere minutes, ready to shoot out my second load of the day.
She climbed off of me and pleased me with her hand, letting me cum against her beautiful tits.
I was one fortunate man.
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"How about going to the beach?" I said when we woke up after a little nap.
"You think you're ready for all of that? Maybe you should take it a bit slower, Max," she answered, her facial expression a bit worried again. "How about we go there tomorrow? Let's spend the day here," she suggested.
"Hmm... Well, only if you do that one thing to me... That thing I liked the most," I replied, biting my lip. "What we did during our second round." I really hoped she'd say yes. Now that I'd tasted this thing called sex, I couldn't get enough of it.
She smiled. "It would be my pleasure..."
Ziya
Max’s leg was all healed up. The wound where the snake had bitten him had felt a little sore for a few days, but that was all. Luckily, he didn’t get sick again. He also didn’t waste another second thinking about the unfortunate event, for his mind was filled with other stuff to think about...
I don’t think I’ve ever met another man with this much stamina. The guy was honestly insatiable after our first time, not able to keep his hands off me. We have done it at least twice a day ever since. It flattered me that he liked it so much and while I enjoyed myself too, I began to notice my mood was slowly changing. Sometimes I just couldn’t stand his touch and other times I would get so horny. My hormones were acting up. I’d even found a pimple or two.
Unfortunately for Max’s sex drive, I think my period would soon present itself. If I hadn’t miscalculated, it would start in about two days. And that was something that gave me great concerns already. I really didn’t want to bleed with no pads or tampons! What the fuck should I do if that happens? Maybe wash my old underwear and use leaves as pads? It already grossed me out just thinking about it.
“What’s wrong?” Max asked as poked me in the side while we sat in front of the campfire, grilling some fish on a stick. Another day had passed again, and still no rescue team had come.
“Oh, I was just thinking,” I answered
“About what?”
“About, uh… how I’ll start menstruating soon,” I answered before I let out a huge sigh. I looked at him. He seemed to think about it for a bit and then turned to look back at me.
“So, uh- what can I do for you when that happens?” he asked.
I knew men often were uncomfortable talking about this subject but it seemed like Max was different. Or maybe he was uncomfortable, but he was cute, too. He would so be the guy that would buy four brands of tampons without a care in the world just to help his woman out.
“Nothing,” I replied. “You can just bear with me, because I can become quite the bitch, or so my ex-boyfriend used to call me.”
“I’d like to see you being the bitch,” he replied.
“What?” I laughed. “Why?”
“Don’t know.” He shrugged. “I just think it would be funny,” he answered. “I want to see all sides of ziya. Fifty shades of Ziya.” He chuckled.
“Crazy guy. You might regret that soon.”
He gave me a peck on the cheek. “I’m only crazy about you...”
“That’s so cheesy,” I said. But I liked it.
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Max spooned me from behind and I think this was my favorite position to start the night. It felt so warm and cozy. Ever since I thought I might lose him, I’d been restless. I was even more scared about how everything could be a potential danger here. Being close and feeling him around me helped a little. Then again, it was also a little scary to want to be with someone so badly.
His right hand caressed my hip, just as his lips caressed the back of my neck. “Every time you talk about that ex of yours, he seems like a bigger douche bag,” he suddenly said.
“My ex? What makes you think about him suddenly?”
“I don’t know. Maybe because you talked about him earlier.”
“Oh… Well, I have to agree,” I replied. “He was a huge douchebag.”
“I should thank him for it, though. If he would have treated you better, you wouldn’t be mine right now.”
“Yours?”
“You know what I mean,” he answered. “Of course, you’re not mine. You’re your own woman, but I just mean that we’re-uh- sort of a thing right now? Aren’t we?”
I giggled. “You mean you want me to be your girlfriend?”
“Well… yeah...”
“You’re the cutest boyfriend I’ve ever had.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“Yeah, it is.”
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That night, we kept talking till it was the middle of the night. I was tired, but I also loved these moments with Max. It was weird how we were around each other all day long and still had stuff to chat about. I think that was unique. I’d never had that with a partner before. Usually, it was me who did the listening and my partners talked about themselves. If I think back about how I let that all happen, I could slap myself. Max was right, breaking up with my last ex was the best thing ever.
Max and I also fantasized about the future, about what would happen after they had rescued us. What if they made a movie about our life here, who would play us? I voted for Dakota Fanning as Ziya, but Max wanted Scarlett Johansson. I told him she was a bit too old to play me, so he reluctantly agreed with Dakota, but I don’t think he even knew who she was.
As for the role of Max, I had set my eyes on Aramis Knight because he also had that dark sexy appearance that Max had, too. The younger one then asked if I thought he was sexy, to which I answered he was. Max probably took that as an opportunity or something because we had sex again. Oh my God… The guy really was insatiable!
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The next day went as it always went. We had just eaten breakfast and just arrived at the beach, where we would inspect the S. O. S. sign, checking if it was still good enough. We also always checked if there weren’t any ships to be seen.
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