Page 106 of Lost In Kakadu

“Quick, close your eyes and make a wish.”

Abi closed her eyes, savouring the childish notion. Her wish came easily and when she opened her eyes, Mackenzie was staring at her. With his long dark hair falling about his shoulders and his teeth pearl-like in the moonlight he was as radiant as a Greek God.

“So, what did you wish for?” He raised his eyebrows.

“I can’t tell you or … my wish won’t come true.”

“Yes, you can.”

She looked at him indignantly. “Tell me yours first.”

He shrugged. “In light of our situation it’s not hard to guess what we wished for.”

“Mmm,” she mumbled.

He cocked his head, his eyes examining her. “I wished for another helicopter. What did you wish for?”

She hesitated. By the very definition of her wish, she had to tell the truth, but she didn’t want to sound foolish. She sighed.I’ve got to start somewhere. “I wished,” she paused to look at the stars. “I wished to remain true to myself, to be honest with my feelings … especially when we return to reality.”

He brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I guess you passed the first test then.”

She leaned over and kissed him, gently at first and then he opened his lips letting her tongue explore his mouth. She ran her fingers through his long hair as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her toward him. Her hand glided under his shirt, feeling thewarmth of his back as her fingers traced his contours, discovering every muscle.

His hand cupped her breast, squeezing, caressing and then barely touching and as she arched her back, he removed her clothes, revealing her nakedness beneath. She imagined everybody watching, a voyeuristic display of passion for the world to see. Welcoming his exploring fingers, she tore his shirt off and the sharp ripping sound was an addictive potion.

A soft breeze tantalised her exposed flesh and her nipples were electric as they firmed, wanting more. Mackenzie knelt before her, positioned between her legs, his eyes drinking in her body. She surrendered herself to him, body and soul, wanting him, needing him, like a flame needs a breath of air.

Her heart pounded to an exotic beat as his focus devoured her. The gentle touch of his lips as he planted brief chaste kisses over her stomach made her skin tingle. His tongue circled her nipple making it swell and harden and just when she thought it couldn’t peak any more, he clamped his lips over her delicate bud and sucked, sending her into sensation overload.

He brought her to the brink of no return and then he pulled back, hovering above her on his hands and knees, his breathing ragged. She wanted him … now, and reached up to pull his mouth to hers. Their lips touched with sizzling passion. Their kiss deepened, tongues probing, exploring. She was lost in the moment, savouring the fire deep within her. He eased himself into her and she gasped, digging her nails into his muscular shoulders.

They became one, entangled in an intensity that united them with feverish appetite. Her body came alive, throbbing inside and out as he thrust himself into her.

His rhythm increased, faster, harder and when he called out her name the coil that had wound itself into a tight ball deep within her loins exploded in a delicious orgasm. She cried out, igniting final feverish thrusts from Mackenzie that ended with him falling onto her chest and gasping for air.

They remained as one for a long time.

Mackenzie eventually eased off her. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the breeze whistling through the cave. A warm glowenveloped her. It didn’t matter that she was sleeping on the ground, that she hadn’t bathed in over a week, or that she had no idea where her next meal was coming from. As long as she was with Mackenzie then everything was perfect. Was this the definition of love?

Soon she heard Mackenzie’s deep breathing, a sound that had driven her to distraction in her previous life.

But now it was an angel’s song, letting her know she wasn’t alone.

Chapter Fifty

Mackenzie opened his eyes and propped up on his elbow. The morning sun cast a honey glow as it crested the horizon, seeping into their dark cave. Beside him, Abi looked peaceful as she continued to sleep, her mouth half open, her long, deep breaths rustling a section of hair that had fallen across her face.

He crawled to the cave edge, sat cross legged and scanned the sky. Seeing the helicopter yesterday was exciting, but as they’d learned last time, it didn’t necessarily mean a rescue.

But again, they had a dilemma: how long to wait before they made a decision to leave?

The sun became a golden ball in the distance. The giant floodlight raced across the tundra to wake up the forest and like a magical illusion, a river suddenly revealed itself. It snaked along the valley floor, a glistening golden necklace winding in endless curves.

He turned to Abi wanting to share the moment, but she looked content in her sleep. Turning back to the panorama he shielded his eyes as he studied the river’s sweeping turns. It gradually narrowed as it disappeared into the green carpet and its northerly direction was a promising sign. Mackenzie reasoned that if they maintained a heading of north, they’d ultimately reach the Australian coastline. Hopefully following the river would lead them to civilisation somewhere along the way.

Abi stirred.

“Abi, come look at this.”

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