Page 57 of Wild Life

“I have cum all over my stomach.”

“Cum sounds better than ejaculate. Younger. Cooler.” Aleki swirled his finger in the pool of cloudy semen on my stomach, displacing the edges and sending droplets of viscous liquid dribbling down my sides. “Are people still using the wordcool? It was popular when I was a kid.”

“They are.Coolis still cool,” I said lazily, my body too tired to laugh yet somehow still anxious to find out what he would do to it next.

Aleki’s speech had smoothened out considerably. Truth be told, he’d had endless practice, which advanced his progress. For someone who had refused to speak, he sure did love to run his mouth now, and I loved hearing every word.

Sometimes the stutter would return when he was heated, like when Poaka had inhaled the entire stash of fish that had been meant to last us until the next full moon. I had never heard Aleki so angry, yet he had never been sexier with his neck muscles bulging and his fists clenching like some sort of hot ring fighter.

He traced trails around my belly button, filled with his essence, then drew his finger down through my patch of hair.

I grimaced. “I haven’t had an opportunity to groom out here.” I tried to pull his hand away, but he stopped me.

“I love it. I love all of you.” We lay together, naked and sexually sated for the moment, as the hammock rocked us under the afternoon sun.

I studied his pelvis, marveling at how groomed he was down there. “How do you take care of that? Chiseled rock and some duck fat as shaving cream?” Or maybe he was concealing a secret salon behind his hut.

“Scissors,” he replied matter-of-factly.

I mockingly smacked my head with my hand. “Duh! Scissors. Why didn’t I think of that?”

“I can’t tell whether you’re being serious or dramatic sometimes.”

I waved my hand in a flourish. “I like to call itserious drama, thank you very much.”

“I love your serious drama.” He slipped a wet finger inside me, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as my body bowed in response.

“Aleki, I’m still sore.” I had barely recovered when he had finger-fucked me to orgasm while I jerked him off, sending cum erupting over my body.

“Should I stop?” he whispered against my ear while plunging another finger inside, filling me.

“Never.” I never wanted this to end. Aleki was the first man I didn’t want to rush through sex with. The intimacy was unreal, and I was never guilty after. For once, my mind was quiet instead of racing through all the reasons coitus had been a bad idea.

His fingers were magical, extending deep and upward, hitting that special spot that made me moan.

My hips undulated with his thrusts, and the hammock rocked violently. Orgasm rushed through me quickly this time, flexing every muscle of my body. I cried out. He took my mouth with his, swallowing my cries as my body came down.

I broke the kiss to catch my breath.

“For a guy who just learned how to have sex, you sure do know how to please a girl.”

“I have the best teacher.” He lifted his fingers to his lips and sucked off our juices.

My core clenched at his delicious filthiness. “I never taught you to be this dirty.”

“I added my own touch.” He grinned, and my heart fluttered.

As much as I adored having him worship my body, it was time to come up for air. “I need to take a shower.”

“Stay for one more round,” he begged.

I pulled out of his hold and leaped out of the hammock.

“Nah-uh, you’re not going to trap me again with those pitiful eyes.”

He chuckled. “It worked last time.”

“Which is why I’m leaving so I won’t be convinced by it again. I want to go search for the bat colony.” I had been tagging them every evening and observing their flight patterns. I had a general idea that their roost was past the waterfall, but I didn’t know exactly where. I needed some time to explore the caves.

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