Chapter 52: Abyss

The mother offers me something off of her plate, it's bright green and from what I can see makes her eyes water from eating it.

"Mm it's good." I chuckle, quickly swallowing to avoid the harsh sourness.

"Is it?"

We both look ahead at Rolf.

He is stripping a large piece of thigh meat on his plate, watching me eat from mine. I nod and he passes some meat across the table, towards my lips. I hear some women giggling, but he seems to not have heard them as he waits for me to take it with a serious, dark look on his face. This ache between my legs growing, as he but stares at my lips close around his fingers. I wanted to show his effect on me, so slowly I suck the juice off of his fingers, sitting down in satisfaction as he forgets to take back his hand. When I think that I have won this imaginary game, Rolf licks the same two fingers before continuing to eat. *Somehow I think that I have lost*.

I spend the next hour or so eating like this, talking with the women and feeling his eyes on me. Rolf eventually gets up with some men, gulping the entire cup of spiced drink and he pours more into the same cup before giving it to me. Once I take a sip, he goes away to the fire. Once I settle my whole body from feeling like the fire, I notice the whispers. As they walk by, many of the women have been talking excitedly in hushed voices knowing I can't understand them. I turn to the mother and she has this knowing smile on her face.

"What are they talking about?"

Her hand raises to her own head, pointing at the flower. She looks from the flower on mine to me.

"It is because of this?"

She nods and again, gestures to her stomach. But the area she covers has grown, now it stretches to between her legs. I think that I understand, the fleshy pink reminded me of something warm that a man settles in for the night. The red tinge marking blood or lust perhaps?

"I am the only one with this colour." I realise to myself. The mother laughs, it's gentle and soft. She points to the mouth of the jungle.

"Where do those lights point to?"

"Fahmeen!"

My heart is suddenly pounding as he calls my name. Rolf languidly stands up, as if stretching his legs. Rolling his neck.

"Come."

I can't help but blush at his choice of words.

I take my drink and kiss the mother on the cheek.

"Thank you for tonight, you've been so kind and loving." She holds my face and whispers something I couldn't understand, yet I knew exactly what she must have meant.

Suddenly anticipating, I refill her cup and walk away to the fire.

I had forgotten what I was wearing but the closer I walked to my husband, I remembered everything. I didn't have to look down to feel the nakedness of my own body. Never had I been so lax before with partial nudity. But I loved trying new things, and I'm getting to live out the lives of the people I used to only read about. It was because of Rolf I even journeyed outside of Covas. He sits down as I approach. His voice is relaxed, no obvious tension so far as he exchanges learned words with the tribe members. He holds out his hand for me to take once I am in front of him.

"You've learnt their tongue?" I couldn't help the pride I felt in him nor the awe. That was so inspiring.

"Some, sit with me."

Before I do, he pushes away the part of the dress that had a slit - which was on my thigh. Pressing a warm kiss there, he pulls me down onto his lap. I was warm from many things but I let him use something light to wrap around the both of us.

"I missed you." I turn my face towards him, and he's watching all of my face as if it's the first time.

"Did you?

"Mhm. You wouldn't believe how much."

"I'm the one that should be saying that." He says, his warm hand inside of the blanket, resting on my stomach.

"You've been asleep for a while. Days, maybe even a week..." I can feel his fingers press into my waist, he's now staring into the fire.

"I even heard that..." He clears his throat and with strong fingers pulls my face to to his.

"Do you want to know about the lights?"

What was the saying, butterflies that you can feel in your stomach? I tell him,

"I may have asked about them. Where do they lead to?"

The hand on my stomach now rests between my legs, he stares at the flower for a while.

"Let's go and find out."

There were yips and cheers when Rolf led me by the hand, towards those lights. I didn't care about the darkness of the jungle, that it looked almost like an abyss the longer you stared right at it. My heart was pounding the closer we got. Rolf looked back at me. He didn't smile but there was something warm in his eyes. Something like that abyss too. His eyes go to spot where he kissed, as if his lips were still pressed against my thigh and he licks his lips. With a more forceful tug, he pulls me into the jungle.

"Did you like my flower?" I touch it as the soft texture brings a picture of its petals into my mind.

"I think it means something."

He responds with caressing my hand with his thumb. It felt seductive, as the pads of his fingers felt so intimately for my skin. I walk faster so that I'm right behind him. He stops walking and it's as if I could hear his heart pounding too. I press soft kisses on the back of his neck, then to one shoulder and the other. His hand that held mine brought them to his front. He let out a soft moan as he used my palm to rub on his groin. I swallow hard, as my throat feels dry. Something crosses my mind. We are in the middle of dense, tropical foliage, with only the moonlight and fireflies around us. I wanted to seize every opportunity I could get. I stand in front of him, he parts my lips with his fingers.

"You look as innocent as the night I first had you."

I smirk at his words and close my lips around his finger. He groans and takes my hand on his throbbing cock, underneath the material.

"But I'm not innocent anymore."

He agrees by slowly shaking his head and looks somewhat shocked as I kneel before him.

"What..."

He breathes shallow, wets his lips and uses my hand to brush over his chest. I take off the little clothing on his body and with slow, sure licks, use my tongue on the tip of his cock. He inhales sharply, the hard muscles of his stomach tensed. I moan as I take some of his hard shaft into my mouth.

"I like those sounds you make, my love."

Those words only encourage me to take his length as far as I think I could.

"Try a little more." He groans, slowly thrusting his hips forward.

"Breathe through your nose."

I oblige but he is picking up the pace, using my mouth as a second hole. My pussy is wet, inner thighs sticky from seeing him so male and for taking what he wants from me.

"Okay, get up." His hand holds me by the back of my head, softly tugging at my hair. I stand up, staring into his eyes, entranced. There is a similar look in his.

"Against the tree."

Desire and slow burning love inflaming the both of us. I walk backwards, stumbling a little on a small branch. He is quick to try and catch me but I straighten up in time for him to return to where I left him. He moans, staring at my chest.

"Those breasts are all mine." He growls, stroking the whole length of his cock. Once my back finds the tree, he stalks towards me. He ends up so close, our lips almost touching and I am desperate to kiss his. He leans on the tree with one, thick arm, the other hand palming the curves of my body.

"All mine."

"All yours." I moan, rocking my hips against his erect cock.

Rolf gives me what I want. His hand clasps around my throat, squeezing the sides a little as he takes my mouth. Moving his lips against mine, his tongue tasting my tongue so desperately. I moan into his mouth but he pulls away. He drops to his knees and rips the slit of my dress, making the entire thing fall apart. I'm breathless and needy for him but I remember that it wasn't mine.

"This was another's dress." I moan, head falling back as his tongue sweeps over my clit. He doesn't say anything back but rests his palm on my stomach, his mouth sucking and eventually using two of his fingers to fuck me.

"Mm like pineapple." He groans into my pussy. I can't help but pull at his hair, already feeling the edge.

"Don't cum yet." He says, the muscles of his arm gleaming as he pumps those fingers into me faster.

"How am I supposed to-

As I almost fall over the edge, he takes his fingers out. I gasp, eyes rolling back as he continues to suck on my clit.

"Please."

He presses a lazy, arrogant kiss there and stands up. Offering his hand again he pants,

"Come on, we still got to get there."

*Oh yes, the night has only begun.*