Page 26 of Lost At Sea With A Billionaire

“Oh my God,” I breathed.“It’s beautiful.”

Jonathan stood beside me, equally stunned.“I didn’t expect this.”

The pool was about twenty feet across, fed by the waterfall and draining into a small stream that disappeared into the undergrowth.The water was crystal clear, revealing a sandy bottom.

“Please tell me that’s freshwater,” I said, already imagining how good it would feel to wash properly after three weeks of makeshift baths.

Jonathan approached the edge, kneeling to cup some water in his hand.He tasted it cautiously.“Fresh.And cold.”

I didn’t need any more encouragement.I kicked off my shoes and pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me in my shorts and sports bra.“Last one in is cooking dinner!”

I dove in before he could respond, the shock of the cold water stealing my breath for a moment before giving way to pure bliss.When I surfaced, Jonathan stood at the edge, watching me with an intensity that made my skin tingle even in the cool water.

“Are you coming in or not?”I called.

He pulled his shirt off, his body silhouetted against the sunlight filtering through the trees.Even after three weeks on the island, the sight of his bare chest made my mouth water.The definition of his muscles had only increased with our daily physical labor, giving him a demi-god physique that shook me with unholy trembles.

Jonathan dove in skillfully, barely making a splash.When he surfaced next to me, droplets of water clung to his eyelashes and traced paths down his cheeks.

“This is incredible,” he said, swiping water off his face.

“A real shower.”I floated on my back, letting the water support me.“I never thought I’d miss running water so much.”

Jonathan swam closer.“I never thought I’d miss a lot of things.But some things—” his hand grabbed mine under the water “—I didn’t know I needed until I found them.”

I knew he wasn’t talking about the waterfall anymore and I squeezed his hand, my eyes traveling to his as I bit my bottom lip.

We swam for a while, washing away weeks of salt, sweat, and struggle.The pool was deep enough in the center to dive, and we took turns showing off for each other.Jonathan’s athletic background was evident in the clean lines of his dives.

Eventually, we made our way to the edge of the pool, where the waterfall crashed down, creating a natural shower.I stood beneath it, letting the water pound against my shoulders and back, working out knots of tension I hadn’t even realized were there.

I felt Jonathan’s presence before I saw him, the shift in the water revealed his proximity.When I turned, he was inches away, with water streaming down his face and chest.Silently, he brushed wet hair from my cheek, his touch achingly gentle.

“Janet,” he said, his voice barely audible over the roar of the waterfall.

I knew what he was asking.“Yes,” I answered, rising on my toes to meet his mouth with mine.

The kiss deepened immediately, all the restraint of the past days dissolving in the rush of the water around us.His hands slid down my back, pulling me against him until there was no space between our bodies.I could feel every hard plane of his chest against me, the unmistakable evidence of his desire pressing against my stomach.

We moved backward until my back met the smooth rock wall behind the waterfall.The cool stone against my heated skin made me gasp, and Jonathan took advantage, his mouth moving from my lips to my neck.

“I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw you,” he murmured against my skin.“Wanted you.”

“Show me,” I murmured, my hands dipping into his muscular back.

His eyes met mine, searching.“Here?”

In answer, I reached for the button of his shorts.“Here.Now.”

That was all the permission he needed.His mouth claimed mine again as his hands explored my body with increasing urgency.Our remaining clothes were discarded, floating, forgotten at the edge of the pool.

In the shadow of the waterfall, my hand slid down his abdomen, gripped his curved dick and slipped back and forth as heat assaulted me.

“Hmmmm…” he growled with his intense gaze locked on mine.My temperature had sky-rocketed, and my mouth and pussy were as wet as the waterfall that plunged over us.I wanted to suck him in, needed to taste the grooves in his rock hard dick when he lifted me, crashing his mouth to mine.

“Mmmmmm!”

His dick slipped from my grip, and I grabbed his broad shoulders instead.Our bodies slammed together as he sucked my tongue, and when his dick entered me, it was with a long stroking thrust that balled my toes and sent me crawling up the length of him.

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