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  Willie wasn’t an assertive man. There was a quiet dignity to him, a layer of respect mixed in with a bit of shyness. Joss was certain he would never make the first move with her. If she wanted to kiss him she would definitely have to take the lead. She hoped that once she opened that door for him, he would find his confidence. She knew it was in there somewhere and she was curious to see it.

  When they got back to their fire they dropped their clams into the pot of cooled water and sat back down, a little closer than before. After stoking the fire and adding on a small log, Willie laid back, pulling Joss on top of his chest. She curled up next to him, mindlessly running her fingers through his curly chest hair. It felt so right being in his arms, cradled by him, sweet and tender. Being so close to him, feeling his warm flesh against hers, his muscles rippling beneath her touch, was both comforting and subtly erotic. She was certain he felt it too.

  Joss slowly traced her fingers down his chest, pushing aside his shirt to expose his dark, moulded abs. He looked down and smiled at her, willing her hand to travel further south. It had been a long time since he’d been with a woman, not since New Year’s Eve.

  He’d not been in the right head space to be intimate with anyone after that, struggling for months from a lack of confidence, married with an unhealthy dose of bitterness. The combination literally killed his sex drive, but recently he’d been more himself again. It could have been the fresh air, exercise, and lack of booze and junk food, but it was more likely the fact that he was mercifully away from the relentless judgment and scrutiny back home. It was actually a welcome break for him and while there were many luxuries of home that he missed. Twitter, Instagram and Facebook were not among them. Admittedly he had chased the fame, just like most athletes he knew, pumped up by the likes and follows, and then dashed just as harshly by the trolling and the hate. It wasn’t real, any of it, and he felt foolish for believing it meant something. In fact, he decided that as soon as they were rescued he was going to close all his social media accounts, kick things old school again.

  As her hand gently floated over his warm flesh he could feel his arousal building, an awakening in his groin that toyed with his resistant libido. He moaned softly, as her fingers pulled playfully at the waistband of his pants.

  “Woman, you have no idea how dangerous that is...” Willie growled, lifting her face with his fingertips to look her in the eyes. She chuckled softly, and shifted herself over him, forcing him back on the mat. He adjusted himself underneath her, completely aroused by her assertiveness. She was a fierce woman, and he dug it.

  “I think I have some idea...” she challenged, pressing her mouth down on his, hungrily kissing him, as though she knew exactly which of his buttons needed pressing. He groaned under her lips, his hands eagerly searching the angles of her body, resting them heavily on the mounds of her ass. He pressed her into his cock, reveling in the heat between her legs. His erection grew quickly, shocked by the sudden attention after a long dry spell. He could have easily flipped her on her back and plunged himself into her, cumming in just a matter of minutes, but he wanted to savor her sweetness, play with her, and enjoy every second of her seduction. There was nothing hotter than a woman having her way with you.

  Willie’s lips were the softest lips she’d ever kissed. She could have kissed him forever, lost in the sweetness of him, but his cock, pressing up against her clit, begged for attention. She grinned impishly at him, surprised by her assertiveness, before nibbling down his chest, inhaling the pleasant musk of him as she inched lower and lower down his body. She made quick work of undoing his slacks, releasing his erection from its confinement. His cock was magnificent, both in length and girth. She gasped out loud, staring in awe for a moment, wondering if he would even fit inside her.

  “I know it looks alarming, but I know how to use it, I promise” he laughed mischievously. She looked up at him, playfully rolling her eyes in mock surprise.

  “I’m counting on it,” she smirked, burying his cock into her mouth.

  She sucked the tip, wrapping her lips around him, swallowing him down as far as she dared before slowly pulling up, again and again. He moaned his approval, laying his head back. She liked giving him pleasure and she adored being in charge with him. He was a powerful, strong, alpha male, but he seemed happy to let her lead the way, and boy, did that fire her up. She continued her sexy assault on his cock, testing her own resolve, pushing her limits as far as she dared. She could barely swallow half of him, the bulbous tip coming dangerously close to choking her each time she deep throated him. Nevertheless, she tried bringing him as much pleasure as she could. He seemed to appreciate her efforts, gently knitting his fingers through her hair while whispering naughty, sexy encouragements. He may have come across as a modest man, but his words were far from reserved, and while Joss found herself blushing, they admittedly made her wet.

  “God, woman, you need to stop. I don’t want our first time to end in a blow-job,” he pleaded, using his strong hands to raise her. “Come here.” Willie easily shifted her, and with a swift, graceful motion, quickly laid her on her back. With one strong hand he raised her head up to receive his kiss. She parted her lips, inviting him to explore her warm tongue, perfumed by the sweetness of dates. He was anxious to see how sweet the rest of her tasted. He kissed his way down her body, probably hastier than necessary, but he was ready to taste her. He pulled off her panties and gently parted her legs, shifting himself between them. He took in the beauty of her pussy, groaning enthusiastically, a happy grin on his face. Joss giggled under her breath and closed her eyes, as though waiting for him to enjoy her.

  He lapped and sucked on her as though she were a fleshy, ripe mango, unconcerned by the sticky juices soaking his chin. She squirmed and moaned beneath him, encouraging him even more. He slid two long fingers into her, hooking them at the perfect angle to milk her g-spot, all the while teasing her clit with his firm tongue. She seemed almost overwhelmed by the pleasure but Willie refused to slow down. He wanted to hear her cum and he wouldn’t stop until she rewarded him with a wild climax.

  “Holy fuck you taste amazing,” he growled, his words vibrating against her pussy.

  “Don’t talk with your mouth full, Willie,” Joss teased, drawing a good natured chuckle from him.

  “Yes, ma’am,” he agreed politely, fucking her harder with his fingers.

  “Oh, god, yes,” she purred, lacing her fingers in his hair, as though afraid he might stop. He wasn’t going anywhere!

  He brought his mouth down on her again and gently started sucking on her clit, strategically slipping his fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy, focusing everything on her pleasure. She bucked and squirmed beneath him, pressing herself harder against his face. He had never wanted a woman more than he wanted Joss right then and there, but he refused to stop.

  “I’m fucking coming,” she screamed releasing a deep, guttural moan. He raised his head so he could watch her cum just as she clamped her legs together, as though wordlessly begging for his mercy. He chuckled and shook his head, refusing to let her off so easily. He quickly sat up and continued to finger fuck her, using his thumb to gently stimulate her clit, spurred on by her sexy moans and pleading. She came hard, her warm juices spraying into Willie’s hand, soaking him up to the elbow. He stared at her in awe, surprised and completely turned on. He had never made a woman squirt like that. It was like finding the fucking holy grail.

  “Christ, Joss. Fucking hell that was hot,” he laughed, laying down beside her.

  She turned toward him but couldn’t meet his eyes. She had never cum that hard in her life and certainly not like that. “I don’t know what to say,” she whispered, “that was intense.”

  He kissed her then, hard, the way men do when they’re ready to claim their woman. His eager kisses quickly chased away her embarrassment, and she returned them with enthusiasm. He rolled onto his back, gesturing her to climb on top of him. She was more than happy to comply, certain that this was the b
est position to handle his enormous manhood. She eased herself over him, sliding his shaft into her, cautiously at first. She closed her eyes as he filled her, taking slow, deep breaths as their energies merged. She loved the closeness of him, body and soul, and found her self rocking over him, mesmerized by the rhythms of their primal dance.

  She fucked him a long time, riding him hard. He held her hips while she writhed and slid him in and out, mesmerized and completely turned on by her. He could feel his pleasure mounting, heating his core every time his cock entered her. As much as he loved her sexy seduction, he needed more. He wanted to fuck her. He sat up, grabbing her ass as tightly as he dared and flipped her over without his cock slipping out of her. She looked up at him wide eyed and impressed, growling her approval.

  Willie took his time at first, kissing her, nibbling and sucking on her neck, fucking her, but soon his passion was beyond his control. She wrapped her legs and arms around him tightly, raising her hips for him. He plunged even deeper into her, his pleasure surging through him.

  “I’ll pull out...” he panted.

  “No, it’s okay,” she insisted, grabbing his ass tighter. It was enough to send him over the edge and within seconds he climaxed, his hot cum pouring into her. She held him until his body stopped shaking and his breathing returned to normal, softly stroking his hair and kissing his cheek. It was tender and sweet, and Willie found himself getting emotional. He felt safe with Joss. He never thought he would feel that way again, with any woman.

  He held her a long time, until his soft cock finally slipped out of her, trailed by a pool of their juices. Joss gave him one more kiss before loosening her embrace, shifting her body beneath him. He understood the cue and rolled off of her, pulling his pants up over his hips.

  “Want to come with me to the water, Willie? I’d like to bathe,” she asked, slipping her skirt over her hips. She undressed herself completely, then held her hand out for him. He happily accepted it, and stood up. They walked to the shore hand in hand, Joss completely naked, her skin glowing pink in the sunset. She was breathtaking. As soon as they arrived at the water, Willie took off his clothes and they took a quick dip before the sun could slip below the horizon.

  It wasn’t safe being out after dark and as soon as they dressed they agreed to gather their things and head back to camp, before the mosquitoes could eat them alive. They slowly made their way home, both of them quietly contemplative. Just before they reached camp, still out of sight, Willie stopped, setting down the pot of clams.

  “Here, let me take this,” he offered, freeing her hands. He set her things down too before turning back to embrace her. She melted into his arms, grateful for his body heat, but more importantly, his affection. They quietly hugged for a few minutes before Willie finally spoke.

  “That was beautiful, Joss. The talking, the connection, all of it. It feels so natural between us. I guess I didn’t know how much I needed that.”

  “Me too, Willie. You’re a wonderful man. I had a great time with you,” she agreed. “It was nice to be taken care of.”

  “It was my pleasure. I liked taking care of you,” he whispered, kissing her softly on the mouth.

  She pulled him in tighter, wishing she didn’t have to let him go, that he would hold her all night, but that was impossible. She was well aware how imperative discretion was, that she was the primary caretaker of the men’s feelings, especially Charlie and Ryan. Of course, as far as she knew, neither of them expected monogamy but the last thing she wanted was to needlessly hurt them. She just couldn’t stop thinking about how easily things could spin out of control if any one of them got jealous.

  “I need to be honest with you about something,” she offered quietly, her eyes downcast. Willie raised her chin and smiled, forcing her to look at him.

  “Everything alright?”

  “Yes,” she nodded. “I just need to be clear with you about a few things.”

  He smiled, nodding passively, as though he might already know where she was headed. “Okay...shoot.”

  “I like...this...us...together, I do...but we’re in a pretty unique situation...um...I mean, there are six of us here, on the island, and I’m the only woman...” she stuttered, trying to share her thoughts as diplomatically as possible. She hated how uncomfortable it was, talking so openly about a situation she normally would never consider in real life. Polyamory never crossed her mind.

  Willie squeezed her a little tighter, for reassurance she assumed. “Ah, I know what you’re getting at Joss. I totally get it...”

  “You do?”

  “Of course I do. I thought about it a lot prior to asking you on our date. Not that I was making assumptions, honest. I just needed to make sure that I was totally okay with everything, as it was, you know?” he assured.

  “And the others?” she pressed, needing to know they were definitely on the same page.

  “Your business. As far as I’m concerned, what you and I share is between us and everything else is outside of that. I like you, Joss. I’d like to spend more time with you, but I do understand that your time is limited.”

  “That’s a tactful way of putting it,” she smirked. “I like you too.”

  “Good. So we’re okay?”

  “I guess we are,” she agreed, gratefully accepting his kiss.

  When they got back into the camp, the men were sitting by the fire. They were offered friendly greetings by all of them, but the captain was quiet. Joss looked at him, her guard up, half expecting him to cast her a judgmental glare. Instead he nodded, offered a weak smile, then dropped his head down. She didn’t know what to make of it, but it sure made her curious.

  Chapter 16

  “I don’t see the point in waiting any longer. We need to check out the north side,” Joss insisted. It had been three days since they’d last discussed it, with still no sign of a ship. It was important for them to cover all their bases. Daniel had finished the raft and had already tested it out in the surf. It was sturdy and could easily carry three of them.

  “I agree,” Daniel chimed in. He was growing restless, ready for a change of scenery. He wasn’t sure who else would be up for the challenge, but he didn’t want to stay behind.

  “What’s the game plan?” Charles asked apprehensively. Despite the fact that it needed to be done, he wasn’t thrilled with the idea of Joss participating. Part of his hesitation was that he hated the thought of parting with her for who knew how long, but mostly because he was worried about putting her in harm’s way. And not just her, but whoever decided to go. He had become quite attached to all of them, even Grant. The captain had really come out of his shell over the past few days and was starting to warm up to them. Even to Joss, somewhat. He’d been happy to see that. It meant a lot less stress for all of them, but especially her.

  “I think we need to spend the next day or two gathering additional supplies, food and water so that we can bring along some provisions. Who knows what we’ll find once we get there. It would be dangerous if we didn’t find a water source once we land on the north coast,” Joss explained, offering Willie a bowl of the porridge she’d just made. The sweet, tropical scent of the coconut and banana made her stomach growl, but she always made sure the men ate before her. They needed the calories. He accepted it with a smile, discreetly brushing her fingers with his own. Recalling how those long, sexy fingers made her feel only a few nights earlier made her blush.

  “For sure,” Daniel agreed, “we can take a hike to the watering hole and fill up the condoms and every other container we have, make sure there’s enough water at this camp for a few days too.”

  “I’m sure we’re quite capable of going back ourselves if our water starts running low. I’m more concerned that whoever makes the trip has enough,” Charles insisted, still considering how he could convince Joss to stay behind. “Just worry about that first. No point in overexerting.”

  “True,” Grant nodded, “but the raft will only take so much weight. It’s important not to overloa
d it.”

  “The captain is right,” Joss agreed, taking a seat beside Daniel. She took a mouthful of her breakfast before continuing. “I’ll also forage today and try to get enough food to last several days. We can also take the dried mullet. That won’t go bad and will give us a meal or two if we’re unsuccessful at fishing. Hopefully once we land we can find some plant food in the area too.”

  “And if you can’t?” Charles asked nervously.

  Joss looked at him thoughtfully. She was well aware of his apprehension. They had gone for a hike together the day before, and after they’d made love, he’d made his concerns clear to her. He wasn’t wrong about how dangerous it was, but she had to go. The men staying back at camp were relatively safe and well cared for, and she couldn’t leave the others to fend for themselves. If they had any chance whatsoever, they would need her survival skills.

  “We need to have faith. As long as the weather cooperates I feel confident that the island will offer up something for us,” she reassured him. “I’ll take some traps and we will take enough food for several days. I think if we take three gallons of water, that should last us until we find another source. If we have to, we can hand dig a well until we hit the water table.”

  Grant nodded his approval and asked, “So who’s going to go?”

  Joss caught his eye and smiled, pleased that he finally seemed to have faith in her abilities. He didn’t tear his eyes away, his typical response, instead he held her gaze. Admittedly it caught her off guard and unravelled her a little.